<?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-6536214</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:08:15.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boardin'</title><subtitle type='html'>just another ordinary blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</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>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-8344056287566997140</id><published>2007-04-19T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:26:01.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9Hf-6YVqCg/RidLyaa0njI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xJXJ1E93DFw/s1600-h/day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9Hf-6YVqCg/Rihs2qa0ntI/AAAAAAAAABo/MoqtZBZPC3g/s320/day7+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055410268078907090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9Hf-6YVqCg/Rig-lKa0npI/AAAAAAAAABI/pjMD3J2lJkk/s1600-h/day4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-8344056287566997140?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/8344056287566997140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/8344056287566997140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#8344056287566997140' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</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/__9Hf-6YVqCg/RidLyaa0njI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xJXJ1E93DFw/s72-c/day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-1669786639672671866</id><published>2007-02-18T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:01:28.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago, I dreamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 years later, I'm living it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks poly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For everything that you have given me, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-1669786639672671866?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/1669786639672671866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/1669786639672671866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#1669786639672671866' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-116974230302336863</id><published>2007-01-26T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T03:32:44.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just saw this on MTV:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Time is an abstraction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whose meaning is beyond hours, minutes and seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To others, it's a faceless entity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But to me, the face of time is youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because time is transient,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So is youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knowing that all is finite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fills us with a yearning desire to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And to appreciate the simple joys of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live life to the full."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- David Tao, Hennessy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whoa... when I saw this my eyes just welled up man. Its so... meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is why, I have a phobia of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-116974230302336863?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116974230302336863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116974230302336863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#116974230302336863' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-116710976420744793</id><published>2006-12-26T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:13:09.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bokko Dance is &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-116710976420744793?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116710976420744793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116710976420744793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#116710976420744793' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-116599788601767382</id><published>2006-12-13T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T16:23:47.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EPIC Joke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LL  Episode 127&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Question: What does CEO stand for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 1&lt;br /&gt;CMH: CEO?&lt;br /&gt;KHD: Yeah CEO.&lt;br /&gt;CMH: CEO? Yeah baby! Computer... Electric...... Oh My God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 2&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Company Economic Owner&lt;br /&gt;CMH: No, Condition Economy Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 3&lt;br /&gt;CMH: Ok, don't catch me man! Ok yo! C'mon yo!&lt;br /&gt;CMH: Um, Chief, and um, Exactly, and um, you know, you know, Oradicochisol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(@#$%^&amp;^*!)&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXDDDDD asdfghijnklefhid HAHAHAHAHAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-116599788601767382?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116599788601767382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116599788601767382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#116599788601767382' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-116436545085807989</id><published>2006-11-24T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T18:50:51.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you're trying so hard, then maybe, it's just NOT meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the picture, buddy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-116436545085807989?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116436545085807989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116436545085807989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#116436545085807989' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-116411187844962048</id><published>2006-11-21T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:24:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To summarize:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pet ant died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mourning takes place for 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 3 days for the mounting of the body into a frame with spotlight and onto the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ineffective for 10 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-116411187844962048?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116411187844962048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116411187844962048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#116411187844962048' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-116369067890458356</id><published>2006-11-16T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:55:04.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was having breakfast by myself today, I had a startling revelation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SOCCERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes I self spam all da timeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my life too. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-116369067890458356?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116369067890458356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116369067890458356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#116369067890458356' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-116342945600576248</id><published>2006-11-13T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:56:51.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carryn&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Barker, "The Price Is Right" dude actually has a Alter Ego, though unknown to most. He is actually known as Barker Bob, "The Price Is Right" PIMP. Yes, he pimps everything from the audience and his "women" to the products on the show. He strips off his suit when Barker Bob appears and goes into PIMP mode. He secretly has gangsta-pimp clothing complete with the whole bling bling which says "square root of B", as opposed to his normal "B square". This is for easier distinguishing between the 2 egos. Because his intitials sound the same, "BB", he therefore uses "square root of B" which is the direct opposite of "B square". That said, Mr square root of B is truely a zhaister who is schizo but still manages to keep his sane self on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;QS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(no offense to Mr B's fans so please, no hate mails, hurhur)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-116342945600576248?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116342945600576248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116342945600576248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#116342945600576248' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-116298532916954125</id><published>2006-11-08T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T19:56:53.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Extracts in honour or the APB trip today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Trying to cross eyes with and without the finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Waving at random people on the street and the guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "OMG I waved at the guard and she waved back! Eh later return trip have to sit near the window and wave again!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh and plan the sitting arrangement to facilitate easy waving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "NOOOOO!!!!! You dropped my mic!!!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- look of devastation and points to lemon tea bottle on the bus floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. "My name is Chowshen..."&lt;br /&gt;"LOL, sounds like CHAO SHEN!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh and slaps thigh repeatedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. "I don't make sense, I make dollars! .......... I also make notes, AND COINS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh and slaps thigh repeatedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "She doesn't stand me, she SITS me!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and slaps thigh repeatedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. "This key (points to the key necklace) is the key to your -" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;9. "I kinda like the way airport is pronounced in Chinese - Ji Chang. Ji Chang!!! Sounds very nice right???"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10. "They (APB's beer) has 250 QC, yours have meh?"&lt;br /&gt;"My tamago has 360 (degrees) QC!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. "They have very bad ventilation here."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, the beers are suffocating!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh followed by more spasms of self laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. "This place is as hot as cool is cold."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- spasms of self laugh and self grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. "What time is it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Its Tiger Time!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Nono, you have to do it like this, TT - Tiger Time!!!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh and uses hands to form 2 Ts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14. "Its Shi Qian Lameness time!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah! That's SQL!!!, Eh, wait... that's MYSQL!!!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15. "So you have Alter Ego 1 and Alter Ego 2 lah."&lt;br /&gt;"Yah! Alter Ego 1 is SQ,  Alter Ego 2 is QS!!!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh and slaps thigh repeatedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. "Eh don't give me that look or I will throw a paper plane over to your cubicle!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- self laugh and slaps thigh repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. "Eh look!!!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- looks down and does a button pout, sniffs and rubs eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Lip Sync into the lemon tea bottle: Staring, at the blank page before you, open up the dirty window, let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- palm on window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching, for something in the distance, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- stretches hand out, balls it into a fist and pull it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So close you can almost taste it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- "licks" 2 fingers and swip it in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Release your innovations, feel the rain on your skin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- mimics rain falling with fingers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and touches it to arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No one else can feel it for you, only you can let it in, no one else, no one else, can speak the words on your lips,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- points finger to lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken, live your life with arms wide open,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- spreads out arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today is where your book begins,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- uses hands to form a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The rest is still unwritten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- wriggles finger, point it to "book" and uses hand to "write" in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah I know, I'm hopeless!!! T_T And no, it has nothing to do with the beer. XD&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/6536214-116298532916954125?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116298532916954125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/116298532916954125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#116298532916954125' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-115202065903490119</id><published>2006-07-04T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:44:19.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-115202065903490119?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/115202065903490119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/115202065903490119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#115202065903490119' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-114404215764830718</id><published>2006-04-03T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T14:03:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;b&gt;FINALLY&lt;/b&gt; got this. And because I'm too lazy to type in the job details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/SIPLetter.jpg"&gt;SIP Letter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/SIPLetterClose-up.jpg"&gt;Job Details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-114404215764830718?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114404215764830718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114404215764830718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#114404215764830718' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-114259479136421687</id><published>2006-03-17T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T19:30:24.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dearest Mum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ngine of a car, &lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ouse of the computer,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;nk of a pen,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ighthouse in the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;arn in a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;un in the Universe,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;xit of a building,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ir that we breathe,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ead, heart and neck of the household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would we be without you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; You! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 v^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-114259479136421687?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114259479136421687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114259479136421687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#114259479136421687' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-114233109947095733</id><published>2006-03-14T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T19:50:14.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Of all the slots, for that last one to be mine and free when I called, what can I say? I'm really, quite a &lt;s&gt;lucky&lt;/s&gt; blessed girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can only thank God for letting me have that ticket. ^^ v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, when there is totally nothing to do at home, its nice just to stare out of the window and car-gaze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is located just by the main road which leads to the 3 major expressways. So, I get to see the wierd cars, luxury cars, antique cars, sports cars, and the best of which, modded cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I thank God for that. ^^ v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am suffering from what you can call, depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I think its just INSANITY. ^^ v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-114233109947095733?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114233109947095733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114233109947095733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#114233109947095733' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-114216586325867937</id><published>2006-03-12T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:39:41.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my Bro and I were playing Ghost Recon today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone knows, Airfield is such a fucking simple map and a sniper's haven. So, after snipping a hell lot of soldiers, we were just camping at one spot and waiting for them, 'cos, that's what snipers do right? Camp! (Now, now, there's a reason, so don't say I'm just a regular ol' camper 'kay?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got bored waiting for that 1 last guy to emerge, so we decided to, well, punch some holes into the airplane 'cos sniper bullets are sharp, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruit of our labour (Its hard to do it properly in a straight line y'know, 'cos of the recoil):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Pwnage.jpg" border="0" alt="Pwnage."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When zoomed in, looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px; height: 213px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Pwnage-SQ.jpg" border="0" alt="Me! Moi! Watashi!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px; height: 213px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture002.jpg" border="0" alt="My Bro's. His "T" got auto-erased by the system, LOL."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, spastic and random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-114216586325867937?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114216586325867937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114216586325867937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#114216586325867937' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-114059113306810781</id><published>2006-02-22T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:53:36.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. The hols are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. I need to get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to breathe some new air.&lt;br /&gt;Need to see some new faces.&lt;br /&gt;Need to do some new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ok. Cut all that fanciful bullcrap. Truth is, I need a break. WE all need a break. Short and sweet. To the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of this... &lt;s&gt;hell-hole&lt;/s&gt; place. This island is stifling me. It's making me feel claustrophobic. It's making me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while seen I last heard this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost, this is Command. &lt;br /&gt;Our men are inbound. &lt;br /&gt;Enemy forces are attacking. &lt;br /&gt;Advance quickly and eliminate them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. I miss the Ghost team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your bases are belong to me! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scare me sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-114059113306810781?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114059113306810781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114059113306810781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#114059113306810781' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-114041913490178236</id><published>2006-02-20T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T15:05:34.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCC, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please. Just kiss my ass and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCC is the most interesting module I've taken. Love you to bits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-114041913490178236?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114041913490178236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/114041913490178236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#114041913490178236' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-113820433143569861</id><published>2006-01-25T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:52:11.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a very important and beautiful lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is our rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may claim that we are all grown up and are capable of leading our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may claim that we don't want our families to pry into our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may claim that they are not needed in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. All these are just false claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything starts to fall apart, you look to your family. The rock that is always there, like a stage prompter in the wings, like the pillars of a building, like the Sun in the universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the Moon. We shine because the Sun is always shining on us. And likewise, the Sun is always shining, because of the Moon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple smile, a simple hi. They are enough to bring me to tears when I'm down. the little things your family does, just to show that they care, just to show that you are THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like buying a meal when you're tired at the end of the day, like calling to check out how you're doing, like a simple message of encouragement. The little things they do often go unoticed, but still, they continue, knowing that its the small things in life that keeps you going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my family does all of the above. Meals bought and cooked, messages and calls to check up, cajoling my Dad to fetch me when its late. My mum does it all. Driving all the way from my place to Tampines at 10+ when he just got home from a hard day of work. My dad does it best. A short message to express concern over my toe and a missed call on my handphone. A rare but genuine effort from my Bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that when I return home at 10++, all wasted over work, my family is there, overwhelming me with their warmness, their care, their love, giving me the strength I need to carry on another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how the Sun shines down at the Moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-113820433143569861?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/113820433143569861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/113820433143569861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#113820433143569861' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-113784186972544891</id><published>2006-01-21T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T19:11:09.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From Open House to driving, to late night FCPs, this week has been one heck of a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I made it to the middle of Module 2 and got onto public road. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-113784186972544891?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/113784186972544891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/113784186972544891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#113784186972544891' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-113361646487936167</id><published>2005-12-03T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T21:27:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Driving's a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I admit I haven't exactly mastered steering at turns that well, but, its my first man! Cut me some slack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get my ass back behind the wheel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow, here I come!!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-113361646487936167?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/113361646487936167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/113361646487936167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#113361646487936167' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-112763172682277037</id><published>2005-09-25T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T15:02:06.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="18"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-112763172682277037?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112763172682277037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112763172682277037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#112763172682277037' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-112617225221287824</id><published>2005-09-08T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T18:02:07.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 218px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture100.jpg" title="I &lt;3 me room!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pathetic little corner where I was tortured by a certain Basic Media Research for a whole day. Very intimate I must say. My lovable beanbag and huge plushie cush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 213px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture074.jpg" title="Grab this rare find while you can!!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is going at 10 bucks only! Real cheap. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Principles of Research in Communication]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px; height: 213px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture106.jpg" title="Used by the geniuses all around!!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes with ready highlighted points and additional notes in very pretty handwriting. Guaranteed pass in the subject with this book. A very good bargain. Those interested let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 215px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture090.jpg" title="Earrings for sale."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 214px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture095.jpg" title="Me slender friend in a corner."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMR does wierd things to your brain. It made me go on a wild photo spree there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 214px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture084.jpg" title="IKEA is love."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention? I absolutely &lt;3 IKEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 214px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture085.jpg" title="MY ROOM. STAY OUT."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 215px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture071.jpg" title="Pretty..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty rooms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 289px; height: 216px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture072.jpg" title="Sigh..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classy kitchens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 289px; height: 216px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture062.jpg" title="Black leather is love."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stylish living rooms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 289px; height: 215px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture076.jpg" title="Nature &lt;3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool paintings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 289px; height: 216px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture066.jpg" title="Colors of the Sky..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 217px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture064.jpg" title="No fair. Kids these days..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, the kid's department is always the funkiest, coolest, spoilt-est.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 217px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture103.jpg" title="Guilty Gear X"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, this game sank its claws into me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 218px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture102.jpg" title="KY is love."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With cool characters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 220px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture094.jpg" title="KY pwns ass. Axl's ass to be specific XD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sleek moves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-112617225221287824?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112617225221287824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112617225221287824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#112617225221287824' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-112514439818800738</id><published>2005-08-27T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T20:06:38.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, it's that time of the year again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to say that I, or rather, WE, have survived yet another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it was an eventful one, a year where... I felt I learned the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived all the nerve-wrecking, gruelling, intimidating presenting on-camera. And not forgetting the tons of money spent "grooming" ourselves (for the sake of 10% of the grade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived the mad rush and late nights spent with nothing else but coffee and and computer doing a certain thing called RESEARCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived the stressful, anxiety-filled, nail-biting weeks spent doing production proposals and running the actual productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived the Tuesdays mornings being dragged out of bed at unholy hours to the freezing studios for yet another audio assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived doing "Gardez la monnaies" and "Je joue au tennis". Oh and "Je vais au cinema pour regardede Monsieur et Mademoiselle Smith" and the very broken, "Vous est beau."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived the days (and sometimes nights) spent in the Pub or News room writing article after article, roaming around with cameras taking pictures of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. What this semester has taught me was priceless. I'm glad I got through all these. No regrets. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-112514439818800738?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112514439818800738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112514439818800738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#112514439818800738' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-112472072722273893</id><published>2005-08-22T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:30:04.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chelsea 1-0 Arsenal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lucky fluke, this one was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didier Drogba should be embarrased by actually celebrating that hugely miscontrolled ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The linesman should be sent to the FA's optician to get his eyes examined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Phillipe Senderos should be sent to numerous psychiatric sessions till he rids his habit of literally, quaking in his boots whenever he sees Drogba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, in no biasness, I say that both sides were equally matched throughout most of the game. Sure, Chelsea was all pressure and snatching possesion in the first half but Arsenal had their fair share of glory during the second half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Chelsea to settle this heated derby with that grossly controversial goal was just too cruel a punishment for the Gunners who fought as hard as the Blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a penalty appeal turned down, Ljungberg had to get off with an injury in the early stages of the first half. I could have sworn that Chelsea players started targetting him eversince he showed signs of pain. A dirty lot they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, his departure would be and was a great blow to Arsenal. Having lost Vieira to a certain prison-wear club in Italy, Pires and Ljungberg were left to hold down the mid-field. Ljung impressed with off the line blocks and superb defending and also had shots on the goal. Arsenal were just plain unlucky to have to take him off and switch tactics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea were just another lucky team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't write off Arsenal's chances bookies, there's still a dozen and more games to go till the winner is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Saikano has got to be one of the most touching animes of all time. Just the soundtrack and ending song is enough to turn on my water tap. Damn, I really have to re-watch that one again. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-112472072722273893?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112472072722273893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112472072722273893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#112472072722273893' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-112352056746377200</id><published>2005-08-09T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T01:08:27.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the spirit of National Day, I shall write something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my house. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="B." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture041.jpg" width="836" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="E." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture042.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="A." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="U." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="T" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="I." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="F." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="U." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="699" alt="L." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/Picture059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you know the reason? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY FOLKS! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-112352056746377200?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112352056746377200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/112352056746377200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#112352056746377200' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111946689611500083</id><published>2005-06-23T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T03:07:45.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still up at such an unholy hour like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MultiCam proposal's such a drone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to that I now have a numb ass, 2 sore and stiff arms, numb and cramped legs, blurred eyesight, aching back and curled up fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta here. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111946689611500083?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111946689611500083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111946689611500083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111946689611500083' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111727634689275819</id><published>2005-05-28T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T18:32:26.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been checking in here for eons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Thailand for the 5 days before the academic year starts. The harvest was quite good, but I was too busy getting myself sick, so, don't expect anything from me. Nothing. At. All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, school has started, and with a blast, not. Deadlines are in and assignments are piling up. Crap to deal with and Entreprenuership shit to face. They screwed my schedule up too. Sometimes, I wish I was out of this shithole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the Sports Editor, but that's probably 'cos no one else signed for it. I don't even have an assistant and I pray the response from the freshmen and peers would be good. One man shows are not fun. At. All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old school is officially closed. Thank god it has moved to the VS campus near me so I can swing by anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so AC lost. I swear the match was fixed. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111727634689275819?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111727634689275819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111727634689275819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111727634689275819' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111504158387977488</id><published>2005-05-02T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T21:49:10.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just sent my brother off to camp after a long weekend back from army. And now, I'm just glued in front of the computer listening the anime mp3s and entertaining the regulars in my Bro's and my channel. This sounds pathetic but believe me, I love chatting with the random people there. They're real friendly and conversing with them is such a joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ve been busy for the past few days and even more days to come (should my Bro be confined). My rountine basically runs like this: Revelly-Work-Lunch-Work-Dinner-Chat &amp; DLs-Sleep. The only thing I look forward to is the weekends, where my Bro comes back from camp and he can finally take over the tiring and stressful task of serving (man do I take things for granted), and of course, not forgetting the colorful stories he brings back from camp, oh and anime watching! XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, I shall just go re-watch animes again, moderate the forums and keep the irc pals happy. Lol. XD &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111504158387977488?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111504158387977488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111504158387977488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111504158387977488' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111398391101309523</id><published>2005-04-20T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T10:50:49.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mai HiME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 26 gruelling and action-packed episodes, this anime made it to my favourites list. For the ignorant, Mai HiME is a show about HiMEs, who have the power of utilising &lt;strong&gt;Hi&lt;/strong&gt;ghly &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;aterialising &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;quipment to their own advantage, as they deem fit. They were the chosen ones to see the red and I believe, Evil HiME star. There are traditionally 12 HiMES, and all of them are called to a school named Fuuka Gakuen, where a child director and the student coucil (namely Haruka [lol]) governed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I thoroughly expected a good show, and boy did it not dissapoint me. I enjoyed Akira Ishida voicing Nagi and Nagi himself the most. He's character was intriguing, mysterious, a lot to let us fans speculate but never really find out much about him. He is always cool and calm, exuding a very confident exterior as well as interior. There were only twice where he wavered a lil', but still, to his credit, he manages to recover almost instantly. Even though many may find characters like Nagi to be annoying at the start, I thought otherwise. He helped inserted that element of surprise, shock, drama, mystic and suspense along many other qualities which made the show good and twisting. He masterminded and created plots, and is truly a genius from the subtle way his every command was carried out. He didn't order, didn't even shout or command the HiMEs, but twisted and manipulated their feelings to suit the plans of his and the Obsidian Lord. He cleverly weaved in possible framings and false tales, igniting HiME after HiME, stirring up those dark feelins stowed away in the depths of their heart. Just like that, through smart schemes and hinting words, he managed to get the HiMEs to start the carnival, to fight amongst each other, just as he told them that they &lt;i&gt;would&lt;/i&gt; eventually want to fight against each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki. A cool character almost everyone loves. She is the type who wouldn't let herself feel, thus not letting herself hurt, leading to her being the most strong-minded and level-headed of all HiMEs. Her relationship with Shizuru is highly argued about in the forums, but whatever the case is, it doesn't seem to be interfereing with her popularity with her fans. She carries off the don't-mess-with-me-or-I'll-blast-you-off-with-Duran's-Sliver/Chrome-Catridges attiude well. Saeko Chiba does well here, a very drastic change from her gentle and yielding Azmaria to a no-nonsense, pissed-off and angst-filled 17 year old girl in Mai HiME. And even though Duran and her elements are among the lowest in rank, she has managed to master how to effecitvely make use of her weapons and together with a strong sense of loyalty and determination, is able to overome odds to become one of the last few remaining HiMEs before the big battle. Her comical expressions were plentiful in variety, and whoever drew her does fully deserve a raise. She's my second favourite, closely following after Nagi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my second favourite, is Midori-sensei! She is just jam-packed with all that zest and enthusiasm she makes me wanna smile and laugh out loud at her crazy antics and open, energetic personality. Like Natsuki, she is extremely loyal, calm, sensible and responsible. Being sensei to the girls and the oldest HiME (if you discount the very mysterious Mashiro and Fumi, whoever it is the 300+ year old HiME), she takes on the duty of protecting the girls and fighting for their sake. Oh! and how can I forget her overwhelming sense of Justice?! Hail all Libras! She is, of the lot, the most capable and organised HiME, add a streak of fun-loving-ness into it. She helped organised the HiME Sentai ([HiME Squad] even if Natsuki upstaged her the last time, she still is leader), helped bond them together by having a hilarious and riotous karaoke session, researched her ass off to find information on HiMEs, calmed everyone down, gave and kept orders, comforted and reassured every girl (after that chilling announcement, courtesy Nagi Homura ;)). Oh man, it is really immpossible to find anything she screwed up or any bad qualities throughout the whole series, try as you might, much less to say, hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, now comes Haruka-chan! At the start she was a tad annoying, with her controlling, demanding and commanding presence that scared even Yukino. However, as the show progresses, she becomes more and more likeable, especially after seeing her seiyuu in action during the character line reading video. She really helped boost the image of Haruka-chan up a lot, with that excellent voice and voice-acting of hers. Even though she isn't a HiME (according to the anime, though I personally would like to see her in some HiME action like the manga), she was still powerful in her own ways. The later episodes also revealed more of her gentle, caring side under that bossy exterior of hers (towards Yukino). The dying, ah no, vanishing scene of her was one of the most heartwrenching of all, seeing that she had no freaking idea why she was dissapearing into little green sparks hanging in the air. She refused to believe in what she deemed as "magic", and being the tough and stubborn girl she is, tried to fight back, but to no avail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving, the other characters were more or less alright, save for a few I totally abhor. Nao-chan! The crazy, rebellious "spider" girl, whose idea of fun is tying up preverted guys, is one character with a painful past, and very much alike to Natuski in terms of past and present. Her past was dark, having come home to a bloody scene where her house was robbed and her mum severely injured and in a coma, how traumatising can it be for a young child like Nao-chan? Her actions, though not exactly justifiable, is not condemened too. A small child, living for revenge is totally understandable when you witness a scene like that of hers. All these years, it had been hatred, angst, venegenance which fuelled and ruled her, making her almost emotionless and sadistic. To others she may be one hell of a hell spawn, but to her, she may be carrying out her duty as a loving and fillial daughter, seeking revenge in every form she can possibly dream up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira and Takumi. They are the sweetest couple of anime, the best pair. Takumi started out as a wimp, and ended as a wuss, only a smaller one than compared to last time, now that he had his own personal ninja cum HiME to take care of him. The brave part of him saying that he didn't mind being bounded to Akira no matter what the consequences are was a nice change from his former cowardly self, and also injecting that touch of sweetness into the show. Akira may be able to conceal her identity by dressing, speaking, acting like a guy and even wearing breast wraps, but even the strongest of ninjas could not conceal her love and concern when she meets her significant other. Thus, making them the favourite couple! The part where Takumi died really shocked me to the bones, I really couldn't see it happening or coming, and damn the soundtrack being used!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akane and Kazu-kun, another one like Akira and Takumi. Their relationship was lovely, both of them very much in love and trusting each other. Therefore, when Akane's Child, Harry got killed, and her MVP (Most Valuable Person), Kazu-kun starting to diminsh into timy green sparks, I totally teared up. It was shocking, traumatising and above all, horribly real and sad. Their love was so deep, their ignorance so strong that it touched my heart. Kazu-kun, like Haruka-chan, didn't know what the hell was going on, but bravely steered themselves to the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes Miyu and Alyssa. Alyssa was more of a freak kid, but always the chibi, gentle and kind Alyssa Searrs, ojou-sama in Miyu's eyes. Miyu hardened herself for everything else except Alyssa. Even that cold robot heart was warmed by the little girl, showing her two very differet sides. One was the cool, cold-blooded killer, and the other, a loving, warm-hearted motherly figure for her ojou-sama. Their relationship was also touching, with Miyu commiting suicide with Alyssa, "It's only a fairytale" playing softly and sadly in the background as admist light floating snow, Miyu, the Searrs robot, lowered heself and her mistress into the icy depths of the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the love rectangle between Mai, Tate, Reito and Shiho. Complicated issues these are. Sometimes, this gets on my nerves, mainly due to Mai's and Tate's indecisiveness as well as denial. Reito that irritating bastard does get my blood boiling, but oh well, he was boosted by his totally opposite and humble looking seiyuu. Shiho was annoying beyond words, as if being immature and childish was not enough, add a sprinkle of strong jealousy and possesiveness and you get a deadly HiME with ridiculously rubbery snake hair and who rattles off "Onee-Chan!!!" whenever she sees Tate. She's a freaky kid, I'm saying. However much I detest them, the dying scene of Tate really got into me. It was all so real, Mai sobbing over him, begging him not to die, saying that she haven't confessed her true feelings to him yet and Tate slowly slipping into unconsiousness, following the inescapable fate of the other MVPs of the once-HiMEs, saying that he was sorry but he can't hear her anymore. And damn the prducers, showing this through Tate's view, showing how hard Mai was sobbing, how rattled she was, how her voice somehow got cut off, seeing only her lips moving, but silence all around him as darkness overtook. The part where he said that even though he knew he was dying but it was still scary had almost the same effect as Rosette's dying scene had on me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikoto is also irritating, but I'll let her go on account on her being the most powerful HiME. No, don't give me that shit about how Mai and her Child, Kagutsuchi is the strongest, and don't start on her rip-off of Nezha's rings either. Mikoto that sly girl, fights with only her element, Miroku, a powerful sword, most of the time and still manages to pwn the other HiMEs.She didn't have to call out her Child at all until the last and final battle with Mai. And even so, I'd bet her Child could easily and totally reduce Kagutsuchi into orange, glowing flames if she wasn't always affected by Mai's psycho-ing (By the way I detest psycho-ing in sparring matches. They are a cheap, dirty and low-down tactic to win). Reito would have done off with the reincarnated loser of Tate with one stroke of his cheapo katakana if Mikoto hadn't turned her back against her wierd Ani-Ue of a brother at the last minute, and stopped him from attaining those "god-like" powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru, the one who wants a yuri relationship with her MVP, Natsuki. Oh well, she was a picture of serenity and tranquility at first, but the producers decided to develop her into a lust-filled geisha, what can I say? Though I must admit that there was something tender in the way she protects and cares for Natsuki. But she can still get a little freaky at times though. She is also one of the powerful HiMEs, having such a strong love for Natsuki helped nurtured her Kiyohime to the purple deadly killer it is. Something about the scene where Natsuki held Shizuru and quietly forgave her, getting her to chill out and remain calm, to recognise Natsuki's feelings and revert back to her gentle, original, tea-drinking self before ordering Duran, a MEGA Duran, now that Natsuki had her MVP, to "load the Sliver Catridge", killing both of them as Natsuki held a sobbing and apologetic Shizuru through it all, stirred sadness up in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chie Harada, Aoi Senou, Yukino and Sister Yuraiko were minor characters, despite the fact that Yukino and Sister were HiMEs, and ignoring the fact that the Sister had the most beautiful Child and a potentially powerful weapon. Chie was some cool shot, as she so aptly descirbed, school gossip monger or dictionary, while Aoi was the gossipy-quiet and supportive type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One highly dissapointing thing about the anime was the most anticipated ending. While I can understand the total reset thing, I had no idea why they reincarnated the MVPs so easily without much of an explaination why, as though they did not die. What's the point in killing them of so tragically and then having them come back in such a horribly corny way? I did not like the cheesy jokes made, like Shizuru apologising half-heartedly, Tate's homecoming and Mikoto's "dying" of starvation. Many questions were unanswered, missing pieces not found, loose ends not tied up. Like, who the hell was Nagi and Mashiro, where the hell were they going in the end. But I guess those would come in Mai HiME: The second stage, the next installment to Mai HiME. However, as in every case, there is always good jokes, fitting ones that helped the last episode up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fantastic show overall, for those who haven't watched, DO! It's fabulous. And for those who have watched, good for you, now lets speculate about the show. And for those who have read or own the manga, could I borrow it please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know the thing that makes it even more tragic? Like always, it was the soudtrack. Yuki Kajiura is a bloody genius, all versions of Ensei's were so sad I wanna cry. the melody and lyrice as well as the the circumstances in which "It's only the fairytales" was used in just made me sniff even more. Even the starting song, Shining Days was great, upbeat and pop-ish, totally fitting in with the lighter side of Mai HiME, and the ending theme, Kimi ga Sora datta provided the melchanoy to the series. The battle song, Chiisana Hoshi ga Oriru Toki was suitable and tasteful, very Midori style. Minami Kurabayashi, singer for the battle song and the OP was brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who are those little girls in pain just trapped in castle of dark side of moon&lt;br /&gt;Twelve of them shining bright in vain like flowers that blossom just once in years&lt;br /&gt;They're dancing in the shadow like whispers of love just dreaming of a place where they're free as dove&lt;br /&gt;They've never been allowed to love in this cursed cage&lt;br /&gt;It's only the fairy tale they believe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics of "It's only the fairytale" was so fitting of cruel fate of the HiMEs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and how can anyone forget the karaoke inserts? Saeko Chiba, another genius, voiced Natsuki singing the pleasant song in a Natsuki gruff-like voice, true to her style, before launching into her original and normal singing voice that made me think that there was a change of songs. That episode was hilarious and serious at the same time, definitely one of my faves, with Nagi singing horribly on the roof. It was a happy episode, showing all HiMEs bonding for a common purpose - to fight together, even Natsuki and Nao gamely sporting costumes and singing, to suddenly, the turning point where Nagi announces the turn of events where HiMEs would have to participate in a festival, where they kill each other's Child, and since the MVP is tied to the Child, when the Child is defeated, the MVP vanishe with it too. Just Brilliant!    &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111398391101309523?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111398391101309523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111398391101309523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111398391101309523' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111345344210236157</id><published>2005-04-14T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T12:39:37.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Day 2 at work &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, work has been a lil' boring, but reall, its the people that make things so interesting. Though we don't really talk much but the atmosphere's been great, and their conversations have been entertaining, especially June and Koji's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues at a Glance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wai Fun - The boss. Very flexible and liberal. Nice to everyone basically. Speaks real GOOD chinese, the China-accented type. Cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serina - Admin. Friendly, clueless about some stuff, does everything. Talks the most with me. Top 2 busiet in the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June - Consultant. Uber cool and friendly, phone conversations highly entertaining. ;) Very busy with meetings and phone calls. Has many interesting clients that she shares with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koji - Japanese Consultant. Speaks fluent Jap and (gasp!) English. IMO, one of the free-est in the company (since noone understands Jap safe me [a lil'] he can call anyone on the phone, speak in Jap and get away with it!). I swear I heard him say "oka-san" and "oba-san" on the phone yesterday. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, work has been nothing but B-O-R-I-N-G. Yawn. And the worst thing is that I ain't getting enough sleep these few days, what with the Champ's League on and stuff. Sigh. Back to the stack of resumes now. =/ &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111345344210236157?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111345344210236157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111345344210236157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111345344210236157' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111250720887142460</id><published>2005-04-03T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:46:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Newcastle fight between Lee Bowyer and Kieron Dyer was absolutely appalling. Two players on the same side figting each other. Everthing was going on normally until the two decided to have a little strangling match at the half way line. It was totally shocking. But entertaining at the same time. I pity Graeme Souness. Tsk, tsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111250720887142460?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111250720887142460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111250720887142460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111250720887142460' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111148144971989257</id><published>2005-03-22T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T18:49:02.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This section is for my own reference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Animes I'm watching/waiting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/amg.jpg" title="AMG - Belldandy is sooo bimbotic!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah! My Goddess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, sweet show. Watched the OVA and t'was great! Can't wait to watch how the whole AMG plays out. But it'll be a lil ruined 'cos I got spoiled a lil by the OVA. Hrmph. I swear, Keiichi and Belldandy are the sweetest couple! =) I'm waiting for Skuld to show up, while my bro can't wait for Urd to come down (well, duh, since she voiced Yui in FY...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/rogo-color.jpg" title="We all breathe Air..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I have no freakin' idea about the show, but I'll give it a shot seeing that the seiyuu played Rosette. Hah. Hope it turns out ok. So far, the drawings look a lil wierd, but hell, I'll chance it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/bleach.jpg" title="Bleach - Best Anime In the world! ;)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bleach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the series to end! I stopped at bloody episode 15 and I'm yearning to see what happens next. God, I miss Bleach! Ichigo, Rukia and gang... Gee, I hope it doesn't make me wait for like 50++ episodes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/gsd.jpg" title="GSD - Go Gundams GOOO!!!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gundam Seed Destiny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh! Plenty of potential there, this one. The fight scenes have been great, character drwings are weird too but I'll pass it seeing as how much detail they put into their mecha drawings. Heard that there would be other new pilots in besides Athrun and Shinn, oh well, I guess that means another epic battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/jinki.jpg" title="J:E - Mechas Galore"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jinki Extend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, Mecha action again. I guess I am kind off a sucker for bots huh? Well. I heard that the story changes pretty much after the first episode, which is again, where I stopped at. It looks promising too (as all mecha animes =)), since Aoba becomes a Jinki pilot and since Fumiko Orikasa, who voices Rukia also voices as Aoba-kun here, I expect some quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/myhime.jpg" title="Mai-Hime - Mechas again!!! =)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Hime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yet ANOTHER that has mecha in it. Oh well. This anime looks great, I haven't watched much episodes so far but from what I gathered off ANN, this anime contains not only mechas, but also stuff like playing around with magic and messing with fantasy. These are amongst my favourite type of genre for animes, so this should be good. And not forgetting, the seiyuu of Chrno is amongst the main caharcters. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Animes I've watched&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/amg.jpg" title="AMG - And Keiichi is so... Never mind."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah! My Goddess OVA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, sweet, everything the TV version should be, though Belldandy can get a lil bimbotic at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/191083068720.jpg" title="Boys Be..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boys Be...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;[old]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright show, though a lil gay for the guys to be watching (no offense there). Makoto the dirty pervert and desporado, together with Yoshihiko are just hilarious. Kyoichi and Chiharu just have that special kind of friendship between them that both want to develop even more, but yet none of them takes action. Or when they do, the other "cheats" on him/her. Yes, sometimes it infutriates and irritates me when watching this anime, but still ok nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/chrno.jpg" title="Chrno Crusade - Bestest of the Best! -sob-"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chrno Crusade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very funny, and touching show. Rosette and Chrno are another sweetest couple I've ever seen. Looking out and caring for each other all the way. Episodes to rewatch till you bawl your eyes out would be 18 - The Picture, 21 - Mary Magadelene, 23 - The Noise and 24 - Chrno (THE END, duh). It's an anime no one can miss. I'll not write any further cos I've posted it before and 'cos if I start doing so I'll just cry me  a river. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/3243.jpg" title="CyberTeam in Akihabara"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CyberTeam in Akihabara&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;[old]&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Wow, I watched this a while back so pardon me if I miss out details. This wasn't that good a show. What with spastic Patapis that turn into mechas and a bloody old innocent-but-a-lil-hentai prince. I'm like, what the hell? The ending was a lil touching though, but other than that, I don't reccomend it. Only to kids who yearn for &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/dual.jpg" title="Dual! Parallel Trouble Adventure"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dual! Parallel Trouble Adventure&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;[old]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, another mecha. This time, the mechas work quite cooly, the mecha's life is intertwined with the pilot and, stuff like that. It was quite ok while it lasted, the OP was pretty cute too. At least it didn't seem childish like Cyber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/rekka.jpg" title="FoR - Naruto, BACK OFF!!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flame of Recca&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;[old]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this is one hell of a legend. I watched this a looong time ago, but I can still remeber many parts of the show. This is what a good anime should be like, able to stay in one's mind for a long time. The concept of Madougo and the Hokage clan were just brilliant that various animes, namely Naruto, ripped off the idea of the Hokage and the Hokage practices. But, FoR definitely pulled it off thousand times better than silly lil Narutard. A great, action-packed anime, though the graphics weren't very impressive (considering that it is an old anime), they made up greatly in thier fantabulous plot, unlike others which only rely on good drawings and graphics to pass off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/fy.jpg" title="FY - Miaka-Tamahome, who can stand them?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fushigi Yuugi&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;[old]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only few person I genuinely liked were Tasuki (but of course! ;)), Yui and Nakago. The rest were either too out of the picture or just too in and too damn irritating for words. Right, I am a Miaka-Tamahome hater. I totally abhore thier romantic ethics and was extremely put off by everything they did. No, I'm not being biased, I did give them a chance at start, its not like I came into the show hating them. The show was not bad, plot was creative, but just those two irritating main characters that ruined the whole show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/girlsbravo.jpg" title="GB 1st Season - No-Da! ;)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls Bravo Season 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole show was a filler, but who's to complain about the lame and crazy factor of it? GB was too damned funny that I couldn't resist downloading the second season (but I do do self-censoring yeah? =)). Kirie the cool one, Risa the cool &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; mysterious one, Yukinari the sissy one, Koyomi the gentle one, Miharu the bimbotic one, Tomo the Cute one &lt;i&gt;no-da!&lt;/i&gt; oh and not forgetting Fuukuyama the bloody hilarious pervertic one. As you can tell, the cast make a very good laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/greengreen.jpg" title="Green Green - Nooo... Futaba should be with Yuusuke..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A show with the potential to grow at the start. but soon, things worsened, the whole plot and forbidden love thingamagick got dragged back which simply tore the whole anime apart, what a shame, but I really can't stand Miaka-like girls like Midori and Tamahome-like guys like Yuusuke. The last few episodes developed waaay too fast, and the rest of the plot seems kinda hurried. Overall, spas show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/kks2.jpg" title="KKS 2 - Jinnnn... ;)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kakyuusei 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wierd show, wierd plot, wierd people. I had no idea what the whole show was about. It was confusing, and there were many loose ends not tied up and questions left unanswered. It had me wondering what the hell? eveytime, though I have to admit that Jin &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; pretty cute. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/KKJ.jpg" title="KKJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an anime totally not worth metioning off. It was the lamest, most spastic and disgusting anime I have ever seen. It's all so cliche, the devil falling for the saint. What the hell?! T'was totally childish, the animation was noob-ish, the drawings were gay. Oh well, what else can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/KnM.jpg" title="KnM - I'm touched."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kannazuki no Miko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Fabolous anime! Mechas were cool and the whole concept about the Sun and Moon Goddesses as well as the dark Orochi was pretty cool too. The ending was darn sweet, but bitter at the same time. Everything that Chikane did for Himeko, the confession at the end, was really, really, touching. Souma and Himeko would have made a nice couple, but, oh well. At least there was the cool Tsubasa =). Shan't say much about it, just that everyone who would not be offended by lesbian-ism should watch it. In fact, those who are offended should also watch it, to rid your puny brain of that kinda concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/rk.jpg" title="RK - 'I didn't know you'd stoop so low, Cori...' - Sano, on Cori eavesdropping on Megumi and Kenshin."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rurouni Kenshin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;[old]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another Great show! The balance of hunour and seriousness was real good, just like Bleach. This is one legendary anime I'll never forget. I even catch the repeat episodes showing on AXN everyday! Heh, but there is one complain I have to make though. That the show was too long and they should have ended off after the Shishio battle instead of going on with the ridiculous "Son of God" and Feng Shui battle. Other then that, can someone &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt; seed or send me the OVAs? I heard they were pretty good. Reflection, The Motion Picture as well as Trust and Betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/oneon.jpg" title="Vandread 1st Stage - 'Mr Alien...!' Shudders"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/twoon.jpg" title="Vandread 2nd Stage - And more Rivalry!"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vandread First and Second Stage&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;[old]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh No! Another mecha!!! It must be the influence from my Bro!!! But anyways, its strange that I watched Stage One, then Stage Two, but only manage to remeber what Stage One was all about. It's an alright anime, not too rubbishy, but no where near RK, KnM, FoR, Bleach and the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/utakata.jpg" title="Uta Kata - huh?"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uta Kata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As wierd as KKS (kakyuusei 2). The whole plot was intriguing... in a bad way. A cliffhanger ending, please, not so cliche. The ending was just gross. Kids walking THROUGH a bloody SCYTHE?! WDF?! It was all so confusing, though I could some how pick out and guess what they were trying to say at the start, the end episodes lost me. So, till now, I have no freaking idea what Uta is all about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/1389.jpg" title="YUA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Under Arrest TV and OVA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;[old]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police show. It was alright, nothing special. Though I must say that the mountain-climbing guy should be with Miyuki, she doesn't deserve such a ugly guy like Nakajima. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111148144971989257?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111148144971989257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111148144971989257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111148144971989257' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111054015757603306</id><published>2005-03-11T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T19:22:37.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;And so, the second chapter closes with a...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, BIG EXPLOSIVE BANG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was the usual rush of meeting deadlines that it didn't feel like the end of school. Especially when it ended at MMP tutorial. But anyways, it felt really short, like I siad, as if the year has just started. Well, looking back, I did had some down times when I just felt like the entire world is against me, like I am the only one shouldering the weight of the world, but I know, that God was always there with me! Prasie the Lord and give thanks to him bringing me past a tiring, short and eventful year. Things that happened changed my perspective in life, which is a good thing. However bad things may seem, so long as God is always by my side, I believe I can tide through it all and emerge a better, stronger, and smarter person (I sure do hope so!). Overall, it was yet another fun and interesting episode of my life, I really do wonder why I had such a bad headache choosing between JC and Poly, now that it so clearly says in my brain, TP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my class of T 04, I felt that we have blended in well with each other. Differences aside, I really loved this class, and enjoyed most of the time spent, especially during Photog lessons. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, now its time to take a well-deserved three day rest, then its back to mugging! =) &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111054015757603306?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111054015757603306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111054015757603306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111054015757603306' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111035310127411916</id><published>2005-03-09T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T15:29:20.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would not talk about the presentation. Zip. Am extremely put out with certain things. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Great Sunshine Plaza Hunt/Walk and Filling In&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to print out the Photog Essay for my group. Oi San recommended Colorvizio at Sunshine Plaza, so I went there. 'Cos it was my first time, I was completely lost. Before I knew it, I'd overshot Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts, the landmark where I was supposed to alight. So I walked from YMCA (which was where the next friggin' bus stop is), and walked all the bloody way back. Then, from BUGIS, I had to rush to OUTRAM, where I was due at 5pm to fill in for the temp recep. BUT, because of the bloody Essay, I arrived there late, at around 5.50pm, where I recieved a HUGE scolding, 'cos what was the point in going when office closes at 6pm? And its all thanks to FUGGIN' PHOTOG ESSAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; One test, Two transfers, and a very grumpy girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psycho test was alright, 'cept for the fact that I almost had no time to complete it. Rushed from TAMPINES to OUTRAM again (I'm telling ya, a one hour ride makes me very, very, very grumpy). For what reasons, I shall remain mum. Lest someone decides to backstab me. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;In Other News: Big Wins for Home Teams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so my dream of a Chelsea-AC Milan final for the Champs League becomes closer. Chelsea won 4-2, an aggregate of 5-4. Congrats, seeing as it was Barca, tough opponenets, they really did a good job despite ugly tempers and controversy shrouding the big win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at the San Siro, AC Milan did a great job in keeping Man U out of the competition. Man U are a shite team, they won't go far in the Champs League 'nways (OK, I admit, this is biasness talking =)). Well, Crespo sure did do well to put Milan into the quarters by scoring the sole winner of the game as he did in the first leg. Milan won on a aggregate of 2-0. Great, considering Man U didn't even score. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At France, Lyon displayed true football and gave thier home fans something very entertaining - a 7-2 demolision of Germany's Werder Bremen. Poor, poor Klose, so Klose, yet so far. =) They won on an impressive aggregate of 10 goals to 2. Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;In &lt;a href="www.srforums.tk"&gt;Forum&lt;/a&gt; News&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much here, 'cept that traffic hasn't been too good these days. Anime buffs, please click on the link above to support us! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I'd better get to mod-ing the site, lest Mr Administrator fires me form the job. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;In ME News&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach's growling and I'm feeling random. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111035310127411916?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111035310127411916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111035310127411916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111035310127411916' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-111016596408288984</id><published>2005-03-07T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T11:26:04.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two more deadlines, 1 major presentation. And the year's a done deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEACH! I miss Ichigo and Rukia and even Kon... &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-111016596408288984?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111016596408288984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/111016596408288984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#111016596408288984' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110967797039579380</id><published>2005-03-01T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T19:52:50.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Per Comm is B-O-R-I-N-G!!! Welcome to The Garrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I just can't believe that the semester AND year is finally ending! As cliche as it may sound, the days really pass quickly. I can't speak for the others, but at least, to me, it almost feels like yesterday that we just had our first field trip to Little India for Photog 1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, soon we'll be seperated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I'll always have Angel and Ter with me to make my life less miserable and more happy. Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KnM's Re-sublimity is on the air waves now. Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110967797039579380?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110967797039579380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110967797039579380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110967797039579380' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110898480450069849</id><published>2005-02-21T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T19:20:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So both Chrno and Rosette died together. What a fitting ending for a truly lovely and beautiful show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to die with the one you love and care about the most, in your dream house, infront of the most beautiful scene on Earth, where the sun is setting, that alone, is already a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sunset was the last sunset for Chrno and Rosette. The fact that Chrno chose to die together with Rosette and asking her not the break the seal to heal him was totally touching. It shows that he, and his love, has matured over time, to surpass that of the love he had towards Mary Magalene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see Rosette, a strong, determinded, cheerful and comical girl throughout the whole show break down and cry, will truly make anyone's heart melt. The fact that she knew that she was gonna die when the sun set was traumatising. As she cried to Chrno that she was scared and wanted to live longer, it showed her weak side. But then again, looking at what she had done throughout the show, one can hardly believe that she is only 16, that her life would end that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that she told Chrno that she'd often wonder what happened to everyone else, but for now, she'd rather be with him was extremely heart-rendering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though Chrno could do nothing to help extend her life, he comforted her, held her tight, and chose to die with her, to go to a world where the love between a nun and devil is no longer forbidden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, they went to a world where the both of them need not go through the sufferings of the new era, where they could find peace with each other at last, away from a world that tormented them so. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110898480450069849?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110898480450069849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110898480450069849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110898480450069849' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110887264280419472</id><published>2005-02-20T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T12:10:42.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRNO CRUSADE - EPILOGUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year is 1931 (7 years after the events in Chapter 56), at the Seventh Bell Orphanage, in Michigan. A grown-up Joshua and Azmaria arrive to the building, and go to Rosette's room. Rosette (who is now 23 and looks really beautiful) has been living in the orphanage for a while, and is now a teacher there. She has not been feeling good lately, and when Az and Joshua enter her room, they find her sitting on her bed, being taken care of by Elizabeth Grandberg (Rosette's first friend at the Magdalan Order) who is now a doctor. Azmaria and Joshua are worried about her, but Rosette reassures them. They talk for a while, and Azmaria explains that Joshua is now a minister at the Magdalan Order, as well as other things regarding the rest of the members of the order. The Elder retired from his position 2 years ago, Sister Kate is still the Headmistress of the NY branch, Guilliam and his assistant Grace moved to NY and are now under the orders of Sister Kate, Remington also retired from the order, along with the Elder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azmaria leaves Rosette's room and has a talk with Elizabeth. She tells her that Rosette doesn't have much time left. Rosette calls Az and Joshua to her side and makes them promise something to her (something along the lines of living their life to the fullest, or something similar). Some months later (according to Azmaria) Rosette died, and Az and Joshua are seen in Rosette's funeral, holding hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to 1999. Satella looking almost the same, except she now has modern clothes, receives a gift from Azmaria (who is now very old). It's the picture from the carnival, that Azmaria has been keeping. (But why is Satella alive? Answer: Satella and Fiore were "frozen in time" and their bodies fell to the sea when Pandemonium was destroyed. Their frozen bodies were washed ashore in 1996, and she was later "defrozen" by some scientists.) Satella then goes to the Magdalan Order, and goes to visit Rosette's grave (the grave reads: Rosette Christopher, 1908 - 1932). She puts flowers in Rosette's grave, and tells her something about being grateful to her, because "they" (Rosette and Chrno) created a bright new future for everybody. She promises Rosette that she will live her life in the best way possible, always looking at the future. She then leaves, not noticing that Fiore was looking at her from a distace. Sheda (she's alive too, and was probably the one who "defroze" Fiore), asks Fiore if she's worried about Satella, and Fiore says no. She then says goodbye to Satella in her mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to 1931... Rosette has a talk with Remington inside a church. (Remington looks very old, but still looks handsome) Remington says goodbye to her and leaves, and Rosette is left alone. Rosette thinks about Chrno, and tells him in her thoughts that she was still waiting for him, and that he was the reason she was still battling against time. Then suddenly, Rosette falls, and starts feeling very bad. Rosette falls on her knees before the altar, and begs Chrno to come to her....... then.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door of the church opens. Rosette is surprised, and turns to look at the entrace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrno is standing by the doorway. He has long hair now, he lost his horns (and a part of his right arm) and looks very worn out, but looks very happy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosette starts to cry in disbelief.... Chrno starts running towards her... Rosette starts to run to him too, with her arms outstretched.... Chrno opens his arms and smiles at her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosette jumps into Chrno's embrace, crying tears of joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while i bawl my eyes out. Such a bitter-sweet ending...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110887264280419472?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110887264280419472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110887264280419472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110887264280419472' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110878372818652831</id><published>2005-02-19T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T11:30:42.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chrno is so sweet! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110878372818652831?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110878372818652831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110878372818652831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110878372818652831' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110852812691302131</id><published>2005-02-16T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T12:37:27.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KnM OP - Re-Sublimity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving the slowly unfolding, distressing troubles from afar that were in the past&lt;br /&gt;Strongly closing the eyelids, the white screams have frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The confusion of the setting moon&lt;br /&gt;Surely my existence is here now&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;There's no more tears to cry&lt;br /&gt;When the moment comes when we embrace each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unspoken, unheard, unseen, just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Flowing towards the other side of time, becoming like a lost child, an unforgiven wish&lt;br /&gt;Only voice, only fingers, only the approaching warmth&lt;br /&gt;Unspoken thoughts get tainted by the shredded night wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had realised that it was only a deception - an image,  right there&lt;br /&gt;But even that, inside the deep bush my body longed for the sweet fruit inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The confusion of the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence plotted silently&lt;br /&gt;Rather necessary&lt;br /&gt;Now it has unfolded in front of me&lt;br /&gt;A feeling that fails to be shaken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without tears, unbreached, incomprehensive, our ending and the like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter where we will go you are the one who I betray, while wanting to protect&lt;br /&gt;Only in the present, only in the past, only in the future I have to compensate for&lt;br /&gt;It’s better if I vanish and disappear, if it is to save you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unspoken, unheard, unseen, just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Flowing towards the other side of time, becoming like a lost child,  an unforgiven wish&lt;br /&gt;Only voice, only fingers, only the approaching warmth&lt;br /&gt;Unspoken thoughts  get tainted by the shredded night wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s better if I vanish and disappear&lt;br /&gt;So that I will be your sole light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KnM ED - Agony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dream that would come true someday&lt;br /&gt;Only becomes a faint, unheard mutter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering while inside the light of the night&lt;br /&gt;Soon those eyes will open it’s fate&lt;br /&gt;At least, yes, only now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling down after it didn’t happen, I hang my head inside the night wind&lt;br /&gt;Tears Moonlight Overflowing from my palm&lt;br /&gt;What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;My lips uttered in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That smiling face which pierced my heart when we met&lt;br /&gt;I want to protect it within the agonizing, crushing pain&lt;br /&gt;I had embraced our fleeting promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be close to you&lt;br /&gt;Just to be with you at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Returning distant memories, although sorrowful, they are making me warm&lt;br /&gt;Within the ever revolving thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Will our peaceful end come?&lt;br /&gt;The repeated question dances in the heavens&lt;br /&gt;And changes into the light of dawn's sky &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is an illusion, they're gone as soon as they appear&lt;br /&gt;My fingers that dispose my evil thoughts are entangled with a colourless chain&lt;br /&gt;Which loneliness braided as much as I struggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heels are like cutting through the wind&lt;br /&gt;It's too cold now  "It's because you’re here"&lt;br /&gt;But I can't let go of the other words that has fallen into darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just taking a breath&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel the same pain&lt;br /&gt;Little by little, happiness gathers into love&lt;br /&gt;Is what I finally realised&lt;br /&gt;Because in the eyes that rests on my frozen shoulders&lt;br /&gt;I have found the one I want to protect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the next dawn the fragments rusted with regret which I've recieved&lt;br /&gt;Shall turn into light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to touch each other, just to have thought of that happiness&lt;br /&gt;Welling up inside&lt;br /&gt;Even if we parted for a moment, becoming a bond that will never vanish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be close to you&lt;br /&gt;Just to be with you at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Returning distant memories, although sorrowful, they are making me warm&lt;br /&gt;If the guidance within these etched symbols&lt;br /&gt;Ever fails again&lt;br /&gt;The moment we meet again shall bypass the memories of a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;And change into light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bold parts totally relate to the feeling Chikane's facing. Absolutely B-E-A-UTIFUL song and anime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110852812691302131?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110852812691302131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110852812691302131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110852812691302131' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110835838704588534</id><published>2005-02-14T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T13:31:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know the feeling that your work is never-ending? Yeah, that's the feeling I'm getting now. Check out the deadlines left and you get what I mean. Instantly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to school now. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110835838704588534?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110835838704588534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110835838704588534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110835838704588534' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110820268439979337</id><published>2005-02-12T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T18:26:18.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew, I've finally finished Per Comm Journals (well, 'cept for the cover letter I've yet to write)! I only planned to finish 2 before 6pm where Wantin and gang comes to my house. But apparently, they've changed thier plans and I managed to finish all 4 it at 6pm on the dot! Maybe I've got lots of inspiration from anime songs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; pleased with my pace, so now I'm gonna go relax a while before soccer action tonight. Nah loves loads of anecdotes for the Journals, so I shall give her a whole chunk of 'em then (but then again I think she will think that I'm trying too hard and give me a bad grade), oh, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found two great speeches &lt;a href="http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/fdrpearlharbor.htm"&gt;FDR - Pearl Harbour&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/hillaryclintonbeijingspeech.htm"&gt;HRC -Women Right's are Human Rights&lt;/a&gt;. Go check 'em out! But Don't use them in your journals please! 'Cos I've used them in mine. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tommorrow i shall await Huimin's response to ICA 4 before I start brainstorming on what to do. Then on manday, hopefully I'll be able to go to Angel's house for a photoshoot. Ok great. Now let me relax and leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[For My Own Reference]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Now did I mention that Jinki's OP of Fly Away is terrific? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.And also AMG's OP Open Your Mind and ED Negai is the best? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.And UK's OP Omoi wo Kanadete and ED Itsuka Tokeru Namida? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Oh, oh, and KKS's intrumentals and OP 18 and ED Koi no Uta? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.GB's OP Going My Way and ED Koko ni Iru Kara? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Chrno Crusade's Tsubasa wa Pleasure Line simply the greatest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Bleach's (THE BEST ANIME EVER!) Asterisk and Nobody Knows Who I Really Am are out of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.But, not forgetting KnM's OP Re-Sublimity and ED Agony are the bestest of the best!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110820268439979337?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110820268439979337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110820268439979337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110820268439979337' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110794875766910805</id><published>2005-02-09T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T19:32:37.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The eve was spent doing MMP. I just hope that I got it right. May God help me through this. The only highlight of the day was watching Kakyuusei 2. Ok anime, nothing outstanding, truly an anime to forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was spent doing Per Comm journal 5, the one on resume and cover letter. I gave up halfway, tired out from the early morning rise to draw money for my parents' red packet (Yes, it is a "tradition" my brother and i developed when we were young). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece and nephews ame over and we re-watched Bleach. It is truly a splendid anime. THE BEST! Can't wait for Lunar to complete the fansubbing. Kudos to 'em all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS &lt;strong&gt;BLEACH&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110794875766910805?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110794875766910805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110794875766910805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110794875766910805' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110629954125463607</id><published>2005-01-21T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T17:31:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Strange that somethings and messages never seem to be able to reach me. That somehow people were able to creep around me stealthily, like a ninja, excluding me from everything, even if it does relate directly to me. I've tried to be nice only to find out I'm making a complete ASS out of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I must be some kind of outcast huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sick joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sad loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless of me not to notice these on-goings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. I don't blame anyone, maybe its because of how I am somehow ABLE to make myself an outcast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had many fun moments but its times like these when I really want out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. I'm not going to let things like these put me down. I have absolute confidence in the direction I'mm heading, as well as God's plans for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suckers can &lt;u&gt;TRY&lt;/u&gt; to smash me in. But you ain't seen what &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To shrug 'em of and return them with a punch that'll hurt a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110629954125463607?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110629954125463607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110629954125463607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110629954125463607' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110611873247356143</id><published>2005-01-19T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T15:12:12.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day of my Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading up about Stress and Coping for report is making me stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realises that I'm quite stressed after doing "Stress" quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime and anime musice are the only things that are holding me up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for RK at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for GB to finish downloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craves for a re run of Dead Man on Campus (DMOC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost the bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired and in need of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realises that I'm starting to have &lt;s&gt;titles&lt;/s&gt; - not exactly, headings rather for posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continues to &lt;s&gt;study&lt;/s&gt; try and concentrate on Psychology readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime music I LOVE you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110611873247356143?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110611873247356143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110611873247356143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110611873247356143' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110603101970950991</id><published>2005-01-18T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T20:07:52.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first. I'm &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; going to talk about the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunching alone can be such a joy, yes, you're not wrong that word &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; alone. i see no wrong in having some time for myself. Porridge King never tasted this good, I took a whole 30 minutes savouring the taste of the congee. Saw this cute Caucasian family took photos took turns taking photos with each other, there were three of them. And it is pleasurable to lunch in foreign company. Germans, Spanish, Brits, French, you name it, they're all eating there too. As i took a seat at the entrance, I didn't feel embarassed or awkward, instead, I was happy to be there alone. Who needs people there all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strolling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats taking a stroll down Pagoda Street after a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; satisfying lunch. CNY fever is definitely out there, even the alley seems so small as shops overflow to the path. It is then that I realised, that contrary to its name, Chinatown is not &lt;i&gt;cheena&lt;/i&gt; at all. Sure they do sell some Chinese stuff, but most of the clothes and trinkets are modern and trendy, the West, Malays, Indians, whatever! They do sell beautiful stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reflecting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, Chinatown is not only a chinese place. It is a unique place, where there is a blend of every race, religion and nationality. You see the most foreign faces and hear the most alien language, but yet, it is still able to make you feel belonged, part of this special family. There are no odd ones out, people don't stare at you just 'cos you look different and speak different (very much unlike foreign countries). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Betting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so betting &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; quite straight forward afterall, thanks to YC's instructions. Sally and I headed down to the pools to place &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; bets. Note: Its not me betting, its Sally. Haha I am innocent after all. Gotta collect her winnings tommorrow, Sally, must give me tips eh? Nah. Just messin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recalling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song came to mind today. Its been quite a while since I last sang this, so pardon me if the lyrics sound wrong. I found the front part on the Net, and it just came back to me all in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Jesus&lt;br /&gt;My Saviour&lt;br /&gt;Lord there is none like You&lt;br /&gt;All of my days&lt;br /&gt;I want to praise &lt;br /&gt;The wonders of Your mighty love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comfort&lt;br /&gt;My shelter&lt;br /&gt;Tower of refuge and strength&lt;br /&gt;Let every breath&lt;br /&gt;All that I am &lt;br /&gt;Never cease to worship&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shout to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;All the Earth let us sing&lt;br /&gt;Power and majesty praise to the King&lt;br /&gt;Mountains bow down &lt;br /&gt;And the seas will roar&lt;br /&gt;At the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of your Name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing for joy at the works of Your hands&lt;br /&gt;Forever I'll love You&lt;br /&gt;Forever I'll stand&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord, thanks for all the wonderful things You've done in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best thing that ever happened to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110603101970950991?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110603101970950991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110603101970950991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110603101970950991' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110585977307997109</id><published>2005-01-16T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T15:18:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/41m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAD MAN ON CAMPUS&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Roommate wanted: ...For a Limited Time only!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roommates, Josh (Tom Everett Scott) and Cooper (Mark-Paul Gosselaar). Total polar opposites. One is on a scholarship, the other is plainly, a slacker. While at a pub, they hear that there is a clause in the school rules which states that, if your room mate should commit suicide, you would automatically get straight As, no matter what academic status you are. Demoralised by the straight Fs he got for his mid-terms, Josh decides to join in with Cooper on this insane plan of finding the most suicidal and depressed person in school, move him in with them, and make him commit suicide. This is an incredible tale of strong brotherhood and friendship, a beautiful and hilarious comedy, one you should never, ever miss! Also starrs Lochlyn Munro (Cliff), Randy Pearlstein (Buckely) and Corey Page (Matt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny Quotes&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Cliff: They hate it when you do this! [shoots gun at cops] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper: You can't sing show tunes and be depressed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff: Come on man! Just kick me in the junk! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff: Do you guys ever get really horny? &lt;br /&gt;Cooper: Depends where you're going with this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper: Young man! Where have you been? I was up all night worried sick. Do you know what time it is? &lt;br /&gt;Josh: I LOVE college. I love everything about it. The people, the freedom. This room. This chair. Look at this chair! &lt;br /&gt;Cooper: You had sex last night didn't you? &lt;br /&gt;Josh: That's a nice shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeke: This is my brother's Ritalin. Ritalin's good for studying math or science, just don't try to write English papers on it or it won't make any sense. Enjoy that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff: [looking at a reprint poster of Van Gogh] Whoa. Which one of you painted this? &lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Uhh... I did. &lt;br /&gt;Cliff: It's soooo smooth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper: [looking at Kyle's Playboy posters] Oh, look at that. You like girls! You must be the product of an all-boys school. &lt;br /&gt;Kyle: CATHOLIC all-boys school. &lt;br /&gt;Cooper: Catholic? Holy Mary mother of God... you're so horny you've turned MEAN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper: So you like, like studied in high school? Oh, that's cool. I had a couple friends who did that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: I didn't have to do anything, to make it happen. It was just like... time for sex. We're gonna have sex now. Prepare for sex. And then we spent the whole night talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: She said I have soulful eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Cooper: Oh yeah, you really do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Guy: My intestines are over two miles long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper: I'm risking my life for you - remember that. &lt;br /&gt;Josh: I'm lowering you twelve feet into an office. I'm not sure if we even need rope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff: I don't get it. When I'm on fire, I always remember to stop, drop, and roll. You don't just stand around, screaming like SOME CHICK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff: Have you ever been in a high-speed chase before? It's intense! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckley: Who are you? &lt;br /&gt;Cooper: Cooper. &lt;br /&gt;Josh: Josh. &lt;br /&gt;Cooper: Going. &lt;br /&gt;Josh: To lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckley: [calling the suicide hotline] It's hard to explain, but I'm very frightened. &lt;br /&gt;Cooper: You should be! &lt;br /&gt;Buckley: Who is this? &lt;br /&gt;Cooper: It's me, Bill... Bill Gates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: We're like the Hardy Boys from hell! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/gameon/chasm/chasmgame.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHASM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this game highly entertaining and funny. The character is really cute too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110585977307997109?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110585977307997109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110585977307997109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110585977307997109' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110561158148350786</id><published>2005-01-13T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T09:59:33.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things I've to do within the holidays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Study for Journalism test (Saturday to Monday) *&lt;br /&gt;2. Develop my photos for Photoshoot 2 *&lt;br /&gt;3. Take photos for Photoshoot 3 (Freeze/panning/night/sunrise/sunset/silhouette) *&lt;br /&gt;4. Start on Journals 5 &amp; 6&lt;br /&gt;5. Do ICA 3&lt;br /&gt;6. Finish Exploration Report (Stress and Coping) *&lt;br /&gt;7. Start ICS for MMP *&lt;br /&gt;8. Go shopping for formal wear (again. I know.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Catch up on my sleep *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blimey. That's a lot of shit to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ng's a nice teacher. Stop tormenting her. Bunch of fucking losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110561158148350786?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110561158148350786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110561158148350786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110561158148350786' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110509451384645878</id><published>2005-01-07T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T20:33:07.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been one long week. Taking photos all day long, I feel like I'm permanently glued to the SLRs and digi cams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last dental appointment tommorrow. I would really miss the place so much, the time spent drooling at the skaters, and just everything. Wierd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired Tired Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View my photos &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2132614494"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2132671488"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110509451384645878?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110509451384645878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110509451384645878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110509451384645878' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110464201334938500</id><published>2005-01-02T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T13:08:50.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="815" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/wow.jpg" width="539" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 334px" height="812" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/wow2.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I so wanna catch this show! The preview looks so darn cool. And with Tom Cruise and Dakota Fanning in it, I just can't miss it. Looks like I'm gonna get a heavy scolding from my dad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110464201334938500?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110464201334938500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110464201334938500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110464201334938500' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110439056118863668</id><published>2004-12-30T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T15:09:21.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather and atmosphere has been quite bleary these few days. Dark clouds that hang in the air have an ominous feel about them, almost as if they were trying to convey the sombreness of the situation in the earthqukes and tsunami affected areas. To think we would go into the new year on such a solemn note. Who has the heart to celebrate? Families, hearts and bodies have been torn apart, the latest death toll stands at 85, 000 and &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; rising dramatically. Places and resorts who have once been hotspots for people to relax are transformed into a state of devastation. Look at the bodies strewn all over the place. Look at the way the bodies are buried, just shoved into a gigantic hole, there are not enough space and cemetries to bury the dead properly. Look at loved ones screaming for thier lost ones. Look at families and friends, frantically scrambling to find the people they know. Look at the shock, panic, hurt etched on the people's faces. Hear their heart-breaking sobs and wails. It takes a heart even harder than steel and diamond combined to turn a blind eye to the sufferings of the victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Photography lecture today, Ms Ng showed us a NGC documentry on Reza, an Iran  photographer who goes around taking pictures and telling stories of people suffering in thier countries. His Afganistan tale was especially heart-wrenching. Looking at how others are in such a sorry state helps me appreciate my family and my surroundings so much better. As Ms Ng said, we can learn a lot from this documentry. Not only Reza's skill with his camera, but also about countries engulfed in poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bright skies to welcome the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; bless us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110439056118863668?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110439056118863668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110439056118863668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110439056118863668' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110423916024432341</id><published>2004-12-28T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:06:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its times like these that I'm truly thankful to be in this part of the world. If it weren't Indonesia who helped to block us and keep us out of harm's way, I fear that the whole little island would be totally devoured by the towering tsunamis. Over 80, 000 people were killed in this natural disaster, as reported by the newspaper. My heart aches as I read of those follow-up reports in the Newpaper today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110423916024432341?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110423916024432341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110423916024432341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110423916024432341' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110386914242099196</id><published>2004-12-24T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T14:19:02.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew! I thought I'd never see the end of this long tiring weekend! And what a way to end off the week. Halfdays distributed throughout campus, 1st edition of newsletter (carrying my very first piece of article) is out, Tuesdays had never been more fun than before, this whole week has just been phenomenal(though exhausting too)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Eve and I can't wait for tommorrow! Where we celebrate the birth of our Lord and saviour, Jesus Christ! Hehe. Praise and thank the Lord, for without Him, we wouldn't be here now would we? Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110386914242099196?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110386914242099196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110386914242099196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110386914242099196' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110345473134207334</id><published>2004-12-19T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T19:12:11.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>X'mas shopping finally done! Today was pretty fun, going out with my mum and just shopping around and spending time together. Yeah, and it was pretty fruitful too! Here's our haul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Guess sweater for Me&lt;br /&gt;Black Guess sweater for Bro&lt;br /&gt;White Ralph Lauren cap sleeve for Me&lt;br /&gt;Olive green Ralph Lauren sweater for Me&lt;br /&gt;Earrings for Me, Jill and Esther&lt;br /&gt;Necklace for Me&lt;br /&gt;Light Green CareBear for Gigi&lt;br /&gt;Pink CareBear for Keisha&lt;br /&gt;Barbie set for Yuki&lt;br /&gt;Thomas and Friends train set for Justin&lt;br /&gt;Esther's Cookies for mum's colleagues, friends, Boo and Clara and Angeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's all I guess. Heh. Thank God for vouchers!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I so love everything I bought! Thank Mummy for the "X'mas gifts"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110345473134207334?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110345473134207334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110345473134207334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110345473134207334' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110339341072051553</id><published>2004-12-19T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T02:10:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to mum's office to do some printing there. Got all of my Photography and PerComm notes out. What a relieve. Need not rely on others so much. I &lt;i&gt;tried&lt;/i&gt; to do some studying there but, it totally did not benefit. They have a Christmas tree and it is so very pretty. I'm gonna get our own when the house is settled down. Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to dine at Fish &amp; Co with mum and had this fab hot fudge cake! Delicious baby! And they gave me a organiser. BUT. I already have one!!! Argh. It's sucha total waste of my money. We also got a Thomas and Friends train set for Justin! Going Christmas shopping again tomorrow for Karen's girl and Yuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea won their match 4-0 against Norwich City. And extending their lead by six points. Man U's currently in lead by 2-1. Darn. CPL, please take 'em down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110339341072051553?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110339341072051553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110339341072051553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110339341072051553' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110335046815041474</id><published>2004-12-18T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T14:15:36.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The draws for the Champions League last 16 knockout stage is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pot 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Madrid v Juventus&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool v Bayer Leverkusen&lt;br /&gt;PSV Eindhoven v Monaco&lt;br /&gt;Bayern Munich v Arsenal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pot 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FC Porto v Inter Milan&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona v Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United v AC Milan&lt;br /&gt;Werder Bremen v Lyon&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;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110335046815041474?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110335046815041474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110335046815041474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110335046815041474' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110318756490689889</id><published>2004-12-16T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T21:13:42.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this off someone's blog. It's about Mothers. How very true. Read it. Food for thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by crying all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by running away when she called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with love.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by coloring the dining roomtable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 10 years old she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastic to one birthday party after another.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 13, she suggested a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by being on the phone all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus and carried your bags. &lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your business."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for your future.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 22, she hugged you at your college graduation.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 24, she met your fiance and asked about your plans for the future.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by glaring and growling, "Muuhh-ther, please!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 40, she called to remind you of a relative's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by saying you were "really busy right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, one day, she quietly died.&lt;br /&gt;And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. I pray this does not happen to my Mum and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110318756490689889?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110318756490689889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110318756490689889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110318756490689889' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110309947797538791</id><published>2004-12-15T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T16:31:17.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I totally dislike Tuesdays. I look at them with a sinking feeling in my chest. What worse than to have a school day packed from 8am all the way till 7pm? This is so unfair. And I don't see other classes having that. All I can say is that the Time-Table planning commitee sukcs period.And starting the next day at 9am? That's total bollocks. And having a friggin'-ly useless three hour break in between?! Absolute Torture. Like where can I go in three hours? It ain't even enough for me to rest at home if I want to! But, Thank God for Angel and her Crazy studio friends. Oh and once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGEL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shevchenko won the Ballon D'Or (Golden Ball) award! He got a total score of 175.2 points which was awarded by journalists from 52 European countries! He actually beat the likes of Barcelona duo Deco (139.3) and Ronaldinho (133.4), and Arsenal forward Thierry Henry (80.5)!&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110309947797538791?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110309947797538791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110309947797538791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110309947797538791' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110291221442765916</id><published>2004-12-13T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T12:30:14.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;National Treasure&lt;/strong&gt; - One of the better shows I've watched so far. The plot, flow, sequence, style, everything was well planned and smooth. Only redundancy was the jokes. Way too many of them, so were just plain bad. Effects were cool, technical details were great. Little twists here and there served to make the show more bearable. Was a tad too long, but other then that, everything was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arsenal 2-2 Chelsea&lt;/strong&gt; (Thierry Henry 2, Thierry Henry 29. John Terry 17, Ediur Gudjohnsen 45.)&lt;br /&gt;This was an amazing match. Thrillng in all the right ways. Both sides coming on equally strong and the scoreline just further justifies that they are on a same level. The first half started with a stunning big bang as Jose Antonio Reyes headed the ball down to Henry, who swiveled 180 degrees and makes no mistake by putting the ball past a helpless Cech. But Chelsea responded fast. Although Alumnia managed to produce a spectacular save to deny Lampard's effort, Terry managed to level the score through a glancing header from the resulting Robben's corner. Then at the 29th minute, Pires was fouled just outside the penalty area and a fast taken, cheeky freekick from Henry eluded the defenders who were still busy forming up and Cech, who was caught off his guard. Mourinho introduced Bridge and Drogba right at the restart and the subs provided just the right ingredient that Chelsea needed. Gudjohnsen rose to head in a goal from Lampard's freekick and Arsenal's defensive weakness at set pieces was once again exposed. At that note, both teams started pushing forward to get the winning goal and secure 3 points. But alas, that was not to be as they squandered off perfect opportunities. Lampard's header was blown wide as he was left unmarked and had much space to put Chelsea up front. The Gunners suffered another blow as Henry uncharacteristically blasts his shot wide just eight yards out. Flamini's penalty appeals were ignored and van Persie's Dribbled effort went  just wide. A great game nonetheless, with each team having the potenial to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AC Milan 6-0 Fiorentina&lt;/strong&gt; (Clarence Seedorf 16, Giorgio Chiellini 22 (og) , Andriy Shevchenko 52, Hernan Crespo 61, Andriy Shevchenko 73, Clarence Seedorf 81)&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say? I absolutely love a good thrashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110291221442765916?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110291221442765916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110291221442765916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110291221442765916' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110274320022658268</id><published>2004-12-11T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T14:53:23.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to Angel for lending me her baby, "The Five People You Meet In Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It truly is a nice book, most amazing. The way Mitch Albom described the different scences, the laguage and style he uses, the flow, all of which were phenomenal. Thank God for delivering such a good book to my hands. Food for thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"There are five people you meet in heaven. Each of us was in your life for a reason and you may not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For understanding your life on Earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People think of heaven as a paradise garden, a place where they can float on clouds and laze in rivers and mountains. But scenery without solace is meaningless. This is the greatest gift &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can give you: To understand what happened in your life. To have it explained. It is the peace you have been searching for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am your first person, Edward. When I died, my life was illuminated by five others, and then I came here to wait for you, to stand in your line, to tell you my story, which becomes part of yours. There will be others for you, too. Some you knew, maybe some you didn't. But they all crossed your path before they died. And they altered it forever."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Fairness does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone." - The Blue Man, in "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" by Mitch Albom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;+++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take one story, viewed from two different angles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take a rainy Sunday morning in July, in the late 1920s, when Eddie and his friends are tossing a baseball Eddie got for his birthday nearly a year ago. Take a moment when that ball flies over Eddie's head and out into the street. Eddie, wearing tawny pants and a wool cap, chases after it, and runs in front of an automobile, a Ford Model A. The car screeches, veers, and just misses him. He shivers, exhales, gets the ball, and races back to his friends. The game soon ends and the children run to the arcade to play the Erie Digger machine, with its claw-like mechanism that picks up small toys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now take that story from a different angle. A man is behind the wheel of a Ford Model A, which he has borrowed from a friend to practice his driving. The road is wet from the morning rain. Suddenly, a baseball bounces across the street, and a boy comes running after it. the driver slams on the brakes and yanks the wheel. The car skids, the tires screech.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man somehow regains control, and the Model A rolls on. The child has disappeared in the rearview mirror, but the man's body is still affected, thinking of how close he came to tragedy. The jolt of adrenaline has forced his heart to pump furiously and this heart is not a strong one and the pumping leaves him drained. The man feels dizzy and his head drops momentarily. His automobile nearly collides wth another. The second driver honks, the man veers again, spinning the wheel, pushing on the brake pedal. He skids along an avenue then turns down an alley. His vehicle rolls until it collides with the rear of a parked truck. There is a small crashing noise. The headlights shatter. The impact smacks the man into the steering wheel. His forehead bleeds. He steps from the Ford Model A, sees the damage, then collaspes onto the wet pavement. His arm throbs. His chest hurts. It is Sunday morning. The alley is empty. He remains there, unoticed, slumped against the side of the car. The blood from his coronary arteries no longer flows to his heart. An hour passes. A ploiceman finds him. A medical examination pronouces him dead. The cause of death is listed as "heart attack." There are no known relatives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take one story, viewed from two different angles. It is the same day, the same moment, but one angle ends happily, at an arcade, with the little boy in tawny pants dropping pennies into the Erie Digger machine, and the other ends badly, in a city morgue, where one worker calls another worker over to marvel at the blue skin of the newest arrival.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;+++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My funeral," the Blue Man said. "Look at the mourners. Some did not even know me well, yet they came. Why? Did you ever wonder? Why people should gather when others die? Why people feel they &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; should?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It is because the human spirit knows, deep down, that all lives intersect. That death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You say you should have died instead of me. But during my time on earth, people died instead of me, too. It happens everyday. When lightning strikes a minute after you are gone, or when an airplane crashes that you might have been on. When your colleague falls ill and you do not. We think such things are random. But there is a balance to it all. One withers, another grows. Birth and death are part of a whole."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It is why we are drawn to babies..." He turned to the mourners. "And to funerals."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eddie looked again at the gravesite gathering. He wondered if he'd had a funeral. He wondered if anyone came. He saw the priest reading from the Bible and the mourners lowering their heads. This was the day the Blue Man had been buried, all those years ago. Eddie had been there, a little boy, fidgeting throughout the ceremony, with no idea of the role he'd played in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I still don't understand," Eddie whispered. "What good came from your death?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You lived." the Blue Man answered. - "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" by Mitch Albom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110274320022658268?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110274320022658268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110274320022658268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110274320022658268' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110258678362179801</id><published>2004-12-09T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T18:06:23.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now's time for a wrap up on Week 1's lectures so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting subjects: Photography, where there would be outdoor outings to take pictures of nature, buildings and such. Miss Ng showed us a slideshow of the seniors' photoshoots. They really did a wonderful job! Persuasive Communication, I can't believe I'm actually saying this. But I've looked through all the lecture notes and it seems fun enough. Oh wait, except the part where we have to wear formal attires to school for every PerComm lecture and tutorial. But the grooming, oral presentaion, speech writing, networking parts are sure gonna be pretty useful for the working world. They even give tips oh how to make small talk! Like how spastic is that man! Psychology, where the lecturers and tutor seem friendly and amazing at the same time. They really do have an in-depth knowledge on the subject. Memory, Personality and Intelligence are some real cool topics to be taught. I think I would be getting the first textbook eversince I came on campus - The Psychology text. It has fascinating areas like dreams and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just completed writing an article for the newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that RK's and H4's soundtrack rocks. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110258678362179801?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110258678362179801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110258678362179801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110258678362179801' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110248834697692409</id><published>2004-12-08T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T14:45:46.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so Psychology tutorials got of to a good start... so far. Mr Brian turned out to be an alright tutor, instead of the big mean guy I was expecting, so, that was good. We did some tests today and it was real cool. I'm actually looking forward to lecture where Mr Neufeld teaches again. He's really great man, somewhat like Mr B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal qualified for the Champions League after a thrilling match which saw four goals scored in quick succession in the first half. Critics, go wipe your sorry asses! The Gunners are backing in power, and flying high, I hope. Chelsea qualified too though they slumped into their first defeat of the competition. AC Milan qualified too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More deadlines added, I feel a major migraine coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110248834697692409?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110248834697692409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110248834697692409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110248834697692409' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110242911155540560</id><published>2004-12-07T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T19:04:17.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Papa! =) Love you lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology lecture was really fun, not because the subject is that interesting, but rather we had a really great lecturer who was amazing! He was good in his teachings and generally made us laugh a lot. Yeah, I think he was alright. We can choose to attend any lecture, so that means that I need not always attend the evening class. That's just superb. I'm planning to go to the one from 2-3pm on Wednesdays and Thursdays. Hopefully that'll leave me more time to do my own course stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of the deadlines are coming up, the pressure's starting to mount up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110242911155540560?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110242911155540560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110242911155540560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110242911155540560' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110238880570200710</id><published>2004-12-07T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T11:06:45.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what? I think I'm gonna have a hard time trying to fit into my class. 'Cos everyone's got thier own cliques and friends, I think I will be outcasted. What a sad thing. Guess I'll have to rely on out-of-my-course friends then. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110238880570200710?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110238880570200710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110238880570200710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110238880570200710' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110230321686265437</id><published>2004-12-06T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T11:20:16.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Distinction has changed so much I almost thought I was in the wrong place or it had closed down when I visited yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green walls, three rooms and a brand new white sparkling reception greeted my eyes when I stepped inside. But although the exterior is changed, the interior will forever be the same. It will still be the Bro-Elaine-Kelly-Melis-Pauline-I period that we remember all too fondly. My best moments, all spent there. Wow. Thankfully, Low is still the same old tutor we met 5 years ago! Still the same smiley and tall guy, wearing the same old clothes. But Distinction has definitely taken a change for the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta run and prepare for school now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110230321686265437?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110230321686265437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110230321686265437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110230321686265437' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110216143298703077</id><published>2004-12-04T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T19:57:12.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Template! Navigate and give me your comments. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got Collision Course. Its awesome, tracks like Dirt Off Your Shoulder/Lying From You, Jigga What/Faint and Numb/Encore totally rocked my pants off. But tracks like Big Pimpin'/Papercut and Izzo/In The End, which just served to ruin In The End (my favourite track). Cclia, if you want, I can send the tracks to you yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two days left till the end of freedom and start off school. Though I always feel apprehensive starting school (due to the chance of seeing people you DO NOT want to see), there's still a flutter of excitement for what lies ahead. Been going out the past few days, trying my darnest best to enjoy and savour every un-chaotic moment I have now. Come 6th December, all trace of peace would be long cast behind, resuming my hectic and busy campus life. Semester Twos' are usually much more fast-paced, and I just hope that by God's hand, I would tide through the events steadily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110216143298703077?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110216143298703077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110216143298703077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110216143298703077' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110195449705566300</id><published>2004-12-02T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T15:24:26.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I've thought it over. Psychology may not be that bad after all. Its kinda like a blessing in disguise. See, if and if my first choice fails, -touchwood- I'll have Psychology to fall back on! It'll be quite fun i hope.At least I have Faizal in my lecture group and KT for my tutorial group. So I'm not that alone. I wonder how Arts Appreciation will go. It sounds so much fun! But anyway, I've just about resigned myself to my fate. Well, God always has a plan for me. So we'll just see how it goes. Should turn out just fine I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other sujects, I've got Darryl David &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; for Journalism - Feature Writing. Darn. I think its a bad thing, 'cos I really feel that Selvan's better in the field of journalism during the last semester under him. He's a great teacher, a tad boring, but that's how news is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Kwee Hoon for Photography. Hmm, it seems to be alright, (though she sprouts out her words like a rifle gun) 'cos she seems to be pretty lenient with her charges. Anyways, will really be looking forward to learn more about Photography under her, just like GDF last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth Wong's the tutor for Media Marketing Principles. Erm, I heard from classes under him last sem that he isn't that good a tutor, always putting off questions that the students ask. Like: "I'll tell you that during lecture," then when lecture comes, he says: "i'll tell you that during tutorial."  That's really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia Nah for Persuasive Communication. This is one subject that gets me wondering, what the hell is it about? Is it like salesman talk where you persuade people to buy your product? Anyway, just hope that I don't have to do journals all over again. That seems to be DD's fave activity for any subject he's in charge of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110195449705566300?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110195449705566300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110195449705566300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110195449705566300' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110188028021795738</id><published>2004-12-01T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T13:53:30.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 432px" height="888" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/nt.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Treasure &lt;/strong&gt;- Cool treasure hunting show that I just gotta catch! Treasure hunter, Benjamin Franklin Gates (Nicholas Cage), has been searching for a treasure no one believed exsisted. The Founding Fathers have left behind clues to the treasure's location right in front of our very eyes. As Gates progresses, he is lead to the last place anyone thought to look: a map hidden on the back of the Declaration of Independence. But what he thought was the final clue is only the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my brother has gone for his first day of work at the travel agency. Way cool! He does miscellenous and basic stuff like keying in infomation and answering calls whilst waiting for his daily schedule, where he has to go to the airport, hold up a sign, and wind up the tourist under his company. Its really such a good way to improve on your interpersonal skills. Too bad I can't take it up due to school reopening. Sigh. Plus he earns 1K a month and has free lunches! I'm green with envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110188028021795738?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110188028021795738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110188028021795738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110188028021795738' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110173892304983961</id><published>2004-11-29T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T22:35:23.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. The review David did for the Linkin Park/Jay-Z: Collision Course CD was great! I got to know the track listing and vaguely, what to expect. I wonder if he would ever read this since I still have not given him my new url to update, but it really was a nice "favour" for me. Hah. Cclia, you'll like to check it out when you come back from Vienna. Hope he doesn't mind, but here's the address anyways - &lt;a href="http://www.bagel05.blogspot.com"&gt;www.bagel05.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. I still have not found the time to put it into my links column, so just make do with it yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110173892304983961?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110173892304983961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110173892304983961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110173892304983961' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110161318088805569</id><published>2004-11-28T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T11:39:40.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; The Forgotten &lt;/strong&gt; - Nice show. Great effects. Shocking moments. But, quite a vague storyline. The mother-son bond was the main moral of the story. It was still enjoyable despite the not-so-good plot. The shocking moments when the car got hit, almost made me jump out of my seat. But the parts where people suddenly got sucked away was a tad too much and soon becomes a cliche. Julianne Moore acted the part of a distraught mother well, as did Dominic West. Linus Roache's robot-like stance was commendable, he played the part of an unfeeling alien well too. Anyway, I won't mind watching it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Princess Diaries 2 &lt;/strong&gt; - I can practically memorise the whole show, I watched it thrice in a row! All thanks to my niece. Hah. Oh yeah, its sweet, has some funny moments, but after sometime it starts to wear off. My favourite was Erik Bragg, who plays Lionel, an over-enthusiastic summer security intern. He was hilarious! And not forgetting oh-so-cute! Oh and also Hector Elizondo! He was splendid in his role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110161318088805569?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110161318088805569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110161318088805569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110161318088805569' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110084675564773313</id><published>2004-11-19T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T14:52:09.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some movie updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; HEIGHT: 292px" height="823" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/starwarsIII.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Star Wars III - Revenge of the Sith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three years of fighting, the Clone Wars are nearly over. The Jedi Council dispatches Obi-Wan Kenobi to bring General Grievous, the deadly leader of the Separatist droid army, to justice. Back on Coruscant, Chancellor Palpatine has grown in power and to his closest ally, Anakin Skywalker, he reveals the true nature of power and the promised secrets of the Force in an attempt to lure him to the dark side. Slated to release on May 19, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v336/tansq/chocolatefactoryposter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the Roald Dahl book of &lt;i&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/i&gt;. It features eccentric factory owner, Willy Wonka (Johnny Depp) who creates and invents all sorts of wierd sweets and chocolates. He holds a contest to select the hier to his chocolate factory. Five lucky children are chosen through drawing Golden Tickets hidden in Wonka's various chocolate bars and they win a guided tour of the legendary candy-making facility that no outsider has seen in 15 years. Starring Freddie Highmore as young Charlie. Slated to release on July 15, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110084675564773313?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110084675564773313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110084675564773313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110084675564773313' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110074832682974748</id><published>2004-11-18T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T11:25:26.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Argentina 3-2 Venezuela &lt;/strong&gt; (José Rey og 4, Juan Román Riquelme 45, Javier Pedro Saviola 65. Ruberth Morán 31, Leonel Vielma 73)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez. I didn't know that Saviola actually played for Argentina. I mean, I know he was in the national team but I never knew that the coach would use him. But, all was well, he scored! Going to Monaco was probably for the better, he regained quite a bit of his scoring touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Spain 1-0 England &lt;/strong&gt; (Asier Del Horno 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well am I glad that Spain won! And that totally undeserving England lost. Tempers flared and were on an all time high, as the "friendly" prgressed. Hardly a friendly at all when the Spainish fans hurled racist comments at England players, Rooney lost his grip as he commited a series of stupid and idiotic fouls. Like pushing 'keeper Casillas and tearing of the black armband which the whole team put on in respect to the late Liverpool defender Emlyn Hughes before leaving the field when being subbed off. What childish, immature behaviour coming from a top-class national player. However, Robinson did good to save Raul's penalty. But all in all, England was totally ooutplayed by Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Turkey 0-3 Ukraine &lt;/strong&gt; (Oleg Gusev 9, Andriy Shevchenko 17, Andriy Shevchenko 90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. What a waste that I missed this important match! Turkey upset by Ukraine who are at the top of Group Two with a five point lead. I would really like to see Ukraine go through to the later stages. They really do have the potential to do well, especially with in-form striker Shevchenko heading the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Andorra 0-3 Netherlands &lt;/strong&gt; (Philip Cocu 21, Arjen Robben 31, Wesley Sneijder 78)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why Van Der Sar performs better for his national team then in the domestic league. But, anyway, as usual, the spotlight falls on Robben, who never lets down, being more and more impressive everytime he plays. besides assisting and creating loads of chances for his team mates, he also managed to nab a space on the scoresheet for himself. Van Nistelrooy hobbled out of the match with a hip injury and I'm hoping that it will keep him out of playing for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Luxembourg 0-5 Portugal &lt;/strong&gt; (Ben Federspiel og 11, Cristiano Ronaldo, 28)Nuno Maniche 51, Pedro Pauleta  67, Pedro Pauleta pen 83)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they did not shine in the Euros, this is undoubtedly another team to watch out for in the World Cup. With the likes of Deco, C. Ronaldo, Boa Morte and Pauleta, I'm sure they would go quite far in the World Cup this time. Well, hopefully that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Georgia 2-2 Denmark &lt;/strong&gt; (Georgi Demetradze 33, Malkhaz Asatiani 74. Jon Dahl Tomasson 9, Jon Dahl Tomasson 64)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. AC Milan strikers &lt;i&gt; are &lt;/i&gt; something, what with Shevchenko scoring twice &lt;i&gt; and &lt;/i&gt; now even Tomasson is on fire for his country. But anyways, by drawing with Georgia, gives Ukraine an added edge to this competiton. This is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110074832682974748?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110074832682974748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110074832682974748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110074832682974748' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110058316597127236</id><published>2004-11-16T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T13:32:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Linkin Park and Jay-Z's Numb/Encore is really good. Jay-Z's one helluva cool emcee. Cclia, pop by the Linkin Park website to listen to it yuh? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110058316597127236?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110058316597127236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110058316597127236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110058316597127236' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110057271949262871</id><published>2004-11-16T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T10:38:39.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few days have been Hell for me. Yes, that's Hell with a capital H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The computer is out of bounds (keyboard and mouse imprisoned under my Mum's hand)&lt;br /&gt;2.  The TV remains off (the large part of the day)&lt;br /&gt;3. Books borrowed from the Library finished&lt;br /&gt;4. No talking to my Brother&lt;br /&gt;5. No friends to chill with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I have absolutely nothing to do at home and out of home. The solution? Digging out &lt;em&gt;Ancient&lt;/em&gt; books to read. I even had to resosrt to something as juvenile as (embrassing to say,) The Three Investigators and Usbourne Adventure books. Pathetic factor - 10/10. And with the books done, I turned to fixing puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth and The Forgotten are out! But the former unfortunately, is rated M18 at Cine. But no worries, it is only NC16 at GV. That gives me the right to watch! It is rated so due to sexual references. How corny is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110057271949262871?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110057271949262871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110057271949262871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110057271949262871' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-110025409700820535</id><published>2004-11-12T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T18:09:25.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright everyone, there's a change to my blog address - &lt;a href="http://www.tansq.blogspot.com"&gt;www.tansq.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do update yer address books aight? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-110025409700820535?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110025409700820535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/110025409700820535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#110025409700820535' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109929641227185168</id><published>2004-11-01T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T16:06:52.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew. The coding for David's blog is almost finished! And honestly, I think the outcome is turning out to be pretty good, its looking neat and tidy and cleaned up and all that kinda stuff. I was feeling bad that it took so long though. Haha, I knew he'd like it to be released on the 1st of November, so I had tried to rush it out for him. Special Big Thanks goes to Amelia who helped me figure out everything at the last minute, putting up with my continous grumblings, complaints, questions and idiocrisy. Thanks so much dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I thought all was over for my html coding "job", Kengtzu offered me another, to code and help design her's. I was about to reject (no offence KT), when I thought that it was quite a great idea, polishing up some rough "skills". So I shall get started by coming up with the layout while chilling in front of the com this cold wet afternoon. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109929641227185168?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109929641227185168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109929641227185168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109929641227185168' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109928918396460558</id><published>2004-11-01T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T14:11:03.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Lord has been good to me this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brimingham City 0-1 Crystal Palace &lt;/strong&gt;(Johnson 41)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Johnson is a little piece of something. His track record has been so consistent and good till the point that whenever you see Crystal Palace scoring, you can almost be sure that that guy netted the goal or at the very least was heavily involved with it. Very impressive form that Johnson sure has. Too bad he is out of my reach in Fantasy. I would have expected Brimingham to take this game but i guess they can't do it with Izzet still injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arsenal 2-2 Southampton &lt;/strong&gt;(Henry 67, Van Persie 90. Delap 80, 85)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Never would have expected this scoreline too but seems that the Gunners &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; indeed suffering from the post-Man U trauma. Haha. Rory Delap scored two magnificent headers in just a space of 5 minutes! Just look at that man! But van Persie's goal was fabulous! He cut the ball back, juggled it between his legs once, then unleashed a curler. Truly great stuff! And how could Henry miss a penalty?! Heard from my brother that this will cause him to lose 8 points in Fantasy! Outrageous. But still, he recovered and scored. And he gave me 19.23 for Fantasy. Though its not really good, what more can i expect? and Wenger rested Pires. Thus he gave me a miserable 6.32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlton Athletic 1-2 Middlesbrough &lt;/strong&gt;(Johansson 45. El Karkouri og 21, Zenden 58)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I did not catch this match. So, i don't really have any comments on it. Although I'm rather happy that Boro won and hence is now above Man U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everton 1-1 Aston Villa &lt;/strong&gt;(Bent 33. Hendrie 26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I was rooting for Everton to win. So that thier third place would be more secure and prove as a scorning point at Man U. Yobo did not play! and he was not even no the subs bench or injured! What happened to him?! My points just had so many blanks in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fulham 2-0 Tottenham Hotspurs &lt;/strong&gt;(Boa Morte 33, Cole 61)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first when i saw that Fulham had won and had a cleansheet, i went directly to Gamecast to check the number of saves the keeper did. Happily clicking, to my horror, i realised that van der Sar did not play that day. Instead it was substitute keeper, Mark Crossley. I was crossed I'm telling ya. Then van der sar's name was not showing up on the subs bench too! Then Physioroom confirmed my worst suspicions. HE IS INJURED WITH NO RETURN DATE. Like what the hell?! I have practically no money to buy a new, good, keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portsmouth 2-0 Manchester United &lt;/strong&gt;(Unsworth 53 pen, Yakubu 72)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one match that I enjoyed to the fullest. No joke, Manchester just lost their foothold again. Fergie's got to shake 'em up again, perhaps he'd better kick a few more boots at some players to get them cracking. Unsworth is my hero. He gave me a whooping 21.14, sealing Manchester's fate as LOSERS! I had a ball of a time cheering Ports on thatnight. But I'm more than dissapointed that Smith did not perform, his points hitting a rockbottom low of 0.88.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;West Bromwich Albion 1-4 Chelsea &lt;/strong&gt;(Gera 56. Gallas 45, Gudjohnsen 51, Duff 59, Lampard 81)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals Galore this match was. Duff and Lampard both assisting 1 goal and scoring 1 goal each, 24.70, 16.35. I am on cloud nine now.. But, Robben assisted one and his price is officially out of my reach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blackburn 2-2 Liverpool &lt;/strong&gt;(Bothroyd 16, Emerton 45. Riise 7, Baros 54)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one sad match. Cisse got his leg broken and had to be carried off. Reports say he may not play another game through the rest of the season. That's sucha beast. Darn that disgusting defender. Could have Broken his leg totally and ended his career prematurely. Like how bad is that! And Emerton, scoring one and assisting another. When can he go down on form?! I so regret not buying him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bolton 2-1 Newcastle United &lt;/strong&gt;(Diouf 52, Davies 70. Ambrose 55)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEARER!!!!!!! WHY DID YOU NOT SCORE?! Throughout the whole match he just did nothing and napped. Like how infurtriating is that?! I want to buy Bergy, but sadly, can't afford him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sampdoria 0-1 AC Milan &lt;/strong&gt;(Shevchenko 76)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's a darling. Shevy came off the bench to settle this match with a decisive goal. And he only got back the day before as he had to accompany his wife through her delivery! AWW.. sweet! From what soccernet says, its a boy, Jordan. But i dislike the name! Its so common and its not Ukrainian! But anyway, he was so proud and happy that it was just so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'It has been an amazing two days,' said Shevchenko, who also celebrated the birth of his son, Jordan, on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;'I only rejoined the team this morning and now I've scored the winning goal.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. ain't that sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109928918396460558?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109928918396460558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109928918396460558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109928918396460558' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109868214159324386</id><published>2004-10-25T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T13:29:01.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Manchester United 2-0 Arsenal &lt;/strong&gt; (van Nistelrooy 73 pen, Rooney 90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. so nistelrooy put a damper on the big 5-0 celebration. their unbeaten run was shattered by manchester united. but heck, there is still one more game in the season at highbury and we shall see if the gunners can get thier revenge. oh yeah, i was a tad dissapointed at how every thing turned out. the refree, mike riley, has a record for favouring the old trafford side and awarding penalties to them. just arsenal's luck that they got him. the contact campbell had with rooney was way minimal, even i, sitting in front of the tv set, hundreds of miles away from the real action could tell that. riley's a blind ass for failing to see that fact and went on to award manchester with the controversial penalty that ruud netted. and when rio pulled ljungberg down at the edge of the penalty area, he was not sent off. and how cole was stamped on by ruud and the succession of fouls on reyes was left unseen and unpunished. but the thing that disgusted me the most was that the gunners were giving up and shaking thier heads the moment ruud nailed that ball. they did not really make an effort to get back into the game anymore, which was why rooney could add in another at the last minute of stoppage time. but overall, both sides were good and that it was a good game, but not a fair one. but a win &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a win, a loss &lt;i&gt; is &lt;/i&gt; a loss and a record broken &lt;i&gt; is &lt;/i&gt; a record broken. but 49 games unbeaten is a pretty hard record to equal, much less surpass. and i'm very sure that however good manchester united is, they would be totally uncapable to touch this record. arsene wenger had this to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Rooney told my players he had not been touched,' 'There is a deep feeling of injustice among my players because it is quite clear there was no contact. It feels like we have been robbed. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We are not happy about the penalty, or the tackle by Rio Ferdinand on Freddie Ljungberg in the first half, or the fact Reyes was kicked off the park. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ashley Cole has a big bruise on his shin and nearly didn't come out for the second half after the incident with van Nistelrooy. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But these type of tactics are exactly what I expected from Manchester United. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This is what they always do when they are in a difficult situation and playing against us. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am proud of my players and we are still a great side. Now we just have to go on another unbeaten run.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so man utd fans, just go to one corner and suck your thumb cos the gunners gon' get you the next time. and that time, it will be fair and square. so long, suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Newcastle United 4-3 Manchester City &lt;/strong&gt; (Robert 49, Shearer 58 pen, Elliot 69, Bellamy 89. Wright-Phillips 64, Fowler 67 pen, Wright-Phillips 77)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. a seven goal thriller in the second-hlaf with close scares and scorings. what could be better than that?! and shearer, once again, scored through a penalty assisted a goal and gave me ok points for fantasy. i have to catch this match some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Chelsea 4-0 Blackburn Rovers &lt;/strong&gt; (Gudjohnsen 37, 38, 51 pen, Duff 74)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a frustrating half hour without goals, i was about to shut off when gudjohnsen shocked me with two goals in two minutes, all scored from the same spot. that guy is simply amazing. and then duff, my duff, finally shone for my sqaud when he got his name on the scoresheet by whacking in 1 goal. and of course, needless to say, lampard was there, assisting two of the four goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not catch much matches due to the fact that i have to cooperate to let my brother study in peace for his a levels. and practicals start today. hop he does well, really do hope so. i wish that history would repaet itself and that he would do as well as he did in his o levels given the short time used in studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, mum, dad and i went shopping yesterday. even though i returned home empty handed, i had made a mental note of what to buy when i go back again, without my father intow (he has this thing about saving money). and, i know this may sound childish but bear with me eh? i bought a cute little spongebob squarepants wallet at just 2 bucks downstairs at the bakery. and it is totally cute! oh and i have developed an unusual passion for buying plain clothes and mixing and matching them up. i'd rather wear my "own" creations then someting that's already pre made for you. don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109868214159324386?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109868214159324386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109868214159324386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109868214159324386' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109845011741892878</id><published>2004-10-22T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T21:01:57.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just logged onto the website to retrieve my results. and i feel so depressed now. i'm not bragging, but even though i am the top 25%, i still dun feel good about it. got a B+ for marketing, A for gdf, B+ for ess gra, B+ for journalism and B for med soc. no Zs. ohno. i feel the world sort of cave in on me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's cos earlier in the day, one of the crew from engine school got his results back and i took a look at it. i know i shouldn't be comparing but he got like, OMG, 3 or 4 Zs and the other 2 subjects was core subjects i think, so no grades were given and he passed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very lousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109845011741892878?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109845011741892878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109845011741892878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109845011741892878' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109844538630712621</id><published>2004-10-22T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T19:43:06.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after two days of rehearsal, we finally completed the students' cca awards show with a bang. took care of the malay dancers and the hip hoppers alright. thier dances were all really good. the show was punctuated with the TP song, which was a touching moment for the students all clapped thier hands in harmony despite groaning and sniggerings when the emcee annouced that the song was on next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the refreshments were the best part of the day! the crew joked our way through it all and ended up "taking-away" all the food! the show was fun. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109844538630712621?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109844538630712621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109844538630712621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109844538630712621' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109809340185390520</id><published>2004-10-18T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T18:02:03.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Birmingham City 0-0 Manchester United &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight. i'm really happy at this scoreline. cos that means that the "oh-so-almighty" fortress has finally been sent to its knees. ok, i know. a draw ain't significant of anything. what's significant would be the up and coming titanic clash between manchester united and arsenal. well, we shall see who is the winner and who goes home bruised, battered and shamed. my gut tells me its arsenal and mind you, i don't usually have that kinda good feeling about them ahead of clashes like these. but at the rate and quality that manchester are playing, i guess i, as well as the critics are writing off manchester's chances off taking it all. oh no, why am i droning on about that? i'm supposed to get on with the ft report! here i go: wells, there really is nothing much about this match. many opportunities lost and as new paper says, four strikers=zero goals. fergie should have gone with alan smith and rooney as strikers, using pace and skills to beat the opponents. i mean, they've got an ok midfield that is able to create chances, so why not go for the young, fast ones? and smith missed so many chances. i'm soo dissapointed in you boy. measly 5.43 piont. you broke my heart. tore it out and smashed it into bits. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arsenal 3-1 Aston Villa &lt;/strong&gt;( Pires 19 pen, Henry 45, Pires 72. Hendrie 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha. after that early scare, i had no doubts and am entirely unsurprised to see the gunners achieve such a scoreline. hendrie had a dramatic goal but delaney, 1/11 of my previous supreme fanatsy squad did a desperate tackle that sent henry sprawling in the penalty area. pries, cool clinical spot kick. sent postma diving the wrong way. henry, well just a typical thierry goal, nothing much to talk about it. but my was pires's goal B-E-A-UTIFUL. henry side-flicked the ball to pires and the frenchman smashed it into the net. henry that bleedin' genius.. he backheeled set up reyes but the spainard's shot was well saved by the keeper. and my darlings, pires and henry gave me a whooping 32.76 and 24.52 respectively to give my fantasy team a hugee boost. so much for 2 goals (pires) and 1 goal 1 assist (henry). elated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blackburn Rovers 0-4 Middlesbrough &lt;/strong&gt;(Hasselbaink 45, Hasselbaink 50, Boateng 57, Hasselbaink 90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not catch this match. but. HASSELBAINK! why have you become so good since you moved from chelsea?! why why why???!!! didn't i buy you!!! why did i stick to shearer??? oh sob. hat trick hero. hey! but he only got 28.55 points! i'm happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bolton Wanderers 1-0 Crystal Palace &lt;/strong&gt;(Davies 45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way to go bolton! haha. but it was expected. cpl aren't really looking to good at the moment. think they are the confirmed relegated team. aww, too bad, so sad. and okocha is STILL injured! all because of mr allardyce. you're taking too many risks! and thanks to an assist by n'gotty, 8.70 was added to my score. not bad for a defender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everton 1-0 Southampton &lt;/strong&gt;(Osman 88)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor southampton. to have two of its best strikers at red hot form injured just like that. ain't that bad?! without 'em two scoring power of beattie and phillps, well, let's just say the southampton were reduced to nothing at goodison park. AND everton are moving on just fine, even with the absence of mr high-profile-rooney gone. look who's third and who's at a lowly sixth? sure they may have only been 9 games into the season and 5 points ahead but i certainly hope that they can stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fulham 2-4 Liverpool &lt;/strong&gt;( Boa Morte 24, Boa Morte 30. Knight 50 og, Baros 71, Alonso 79, Biscan 90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. the goals all came after halftime. and thanks to a own goal by knight. gee, what &lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;the fulham defence doing?! napping?! and hence that caused van de sar to lose 4 goals, &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;a two goal lead away to liverpool. don't get me wrong, i'm ok with liverpool. its just the negative, get thet - NEGATIVE 7.18 points mr edwin van de sar gave me that pulled my scores down. i am thoroughly pissed with 'em!!! YOUUU.... i'm gona sell you! if only i weren't short of cash to buy robben before his points hit sky-high. you'll wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;West Bromwich Albion 0-0 Norwich &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. what can i say about bottom of the table clashes? nothing. so let's move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manchester City 1-0 Chelsea &lt;/strong&gt;( Anelka 11 pen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh. i was dissapointed with this scoreline. i mean, chelsea can definitely do much better than conceding a loss to city right? and it seems like lampard is the only one doing the work since he, at the very least, had 3 shots on goal. while the rest did nothing and shot off target. i've got no qualms about lampard's performance which gave me a respectable 12.87 score but i thought duff could do better. and after all that confidence instilled in me about duff by my brother, i had such high expectations of him. but he let me down. very well, i shall sell you off for your team mate robben. when i have figured out a way to get the extra 1 buck plus i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlton Atheletic 1-1 Newcastle United &lt;/strong&gt;( O'Brien 51 og. Bellamy 39)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantasy still hasn't updated but i am very unhappy about shearer not nabbing a goal. but he still gave me 13.49 through 5 shots on target. that helped pull my overall score up. hmm. not bad after all for the oldie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cagliari 0-1 AC Milan&lt;/strong&gt; ( Pirlo 19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuh, i agree with soccernet that shevy was not not his best that night and failed to connect properly with his team mates. couple of frustrating misses, especially that volley went just wide of the post. milan lost other chances in terms of tomasson too. and the decision to rest kaka and inzaghi? hope it pays off in the cl match with barca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Betis Sevilla 1-1 Real Madrid&lt;/strong&gt; ( Oliveira 30. Ronaldo 65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has gotta stop fast. they're slipping, and way worse than man u. with 7 games into the season, they're like 11th place at the middle of the table, trailing the leaders barca by a whole 9 points. how in the world are they gonna pick up? sigh. poor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all. my fantasy hauled in an impressive 99.26 &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;with 3 players who did not play. wow. i am happy. and i just saw my brother's pictures taken during their farewell assembly. very funny. and i heard that shyam was rapping to the beats of sean paul's get busy and some other song that i forgot. and many cheered for him! haha, i do not know how true is this, but i sure am gonna ask him if he comes to the steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109809340185390520?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109809340185390520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109809340185390520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109809340185390520' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109748643397077615</id><published>2004-10-11T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T17:20:33.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my second skin is upp upp and away! pls everybody, do me this huge, humongous favour and go review it kays? puh-lease. thanks a lot!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on a rampage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109748643397077615?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109748643397077615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109748643397077615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109748643397077615' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109747533737897351</id><published>2004-10-11T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T14:16:59.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant stop grinning! reeli!!! im soo proud of myself =) i just submitted a skin to blogskins and thanks to all who left me comments! i love u guys!!! see, im on a high now. came up with the idea of improving my html and technical skills (as cliff yap wld put it) and try it out on smth tt i love doing! so guys pls chck it out at &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/info.php?sid=19421&lt;/a&gt; and leave ur comments there aight? and go ahead and dl it too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109747533737897351?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109747533737897351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109747533737897351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109747533737897351' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109713118789985802</id><published>2004-10-07T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T14:39:47.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are over&lt;br /&gt;and the hols are here&lt;br /&gt;there stands a lil girl&lt;br /&gt;grinning ear to ear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. aint tt cute? i came up with it on my way to the dentist. darn i had to put the metal bck cos i told him tt i tot i felt my teeth move. bummer. and yes, exams r OVER! yeah! i can finally slack my way to dec 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i caught the repeat telecast of ac milan v reggina. reeli nice. shevy's 2nd goal was splendid! a 20 yard stirke from outside the penalty box. perfect. and real's form been dissapointing and i swear its the epl players bought over tt are jinxing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh my fantasy team's not edited yet, hafta wait for my bro's advice to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's bowling for columbine tml on axn! gosh im sooo happy! for all of u who dont noe, its kinda like a documentry of some sort abt the columbine shooting some few years bck, i tink it was '97 or '98, which killed 15 odd ppl. im not too sure though. gona go out with angel and ter for my belated bday celebration from them. haha, is wimbledon nice? we r gona watch tt. hope it is.. which reminds me i better getting going to bk the tix b4 it gets sold out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109713118789985802?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109713118789985802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109713118789985802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109713118789985802' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109695699404938963</id><published>2004-10-05T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T14:26:46.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Arsenal 4-0 Charlton Athletic &lt;/strong&gt;( Ljungberg 33, Henry 48, Henry 69, Reyes 70)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. wad a thumping arsenal handed out. brilliant game they had! bergkamp, ljungberg, reyes and henry were all key players and they saw to it that the charlton defenders were quaking in thier boots as they nutmegged the defenders so many times that i cant count. Ole! henry displayed yet another wonderful performance has his atrocious bckheel saw the ball roll into the net, undisturbed. that was one shot im nvr gonna forget. then as if tt was not enuff humiliation, he cooly chiped the ball over the keeper, hit the crossbar and went smashing into into the bck of the net. then he latched on a lost ball by euell and passed it on to bergkamp who in turn lured the keeper out before clipping the ball bck into ljungberg's path. with a simple tap at the empty goal mouth, they were 1-0 up. and ljungberg turned provider just 1 minute after henry got the third goal, as he slid the ball pass bergkamp's dummy, to reyes who was unmarked to drill in the fourth and final blow with his left foot. and that, sealed the victory for the gunners. and as the commentator siad, "a truly fitting name for them, the GUNNERS!" B-E-A-UTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blackburn Rovers 2-2 Aston Villa &lt;/strong&gt;( Ferguson 30, Emerton 63. Angel 25, Mellberg 80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din catch this match so i cant say how it was. but 1 thing is for sure. i am stupid to not follow my bro's advice to buy emerton. now i can only watch him score and think abt wad cud have been if i had bought him for my fantasy. my points is sure to BAO! darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Southampton 0-0 Manchester City &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this match finished rather dissapointedly as both sides had to settle for a bloody stalemate and share a point. thak god i din watch tt match. but i was kinda dissapointed that anelka, after proving to be an asset to my fantasy squad last season, failed to scored and had lil shots on target. the same goes for beattie and phillips. i would hv expected a better performance from beattie but not to blame, physioroom now states tt he is injured. damn. and in all fairness, phillps had quite a good game but just lack the luck tt day to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everton 0-1 Tottenham Hotspurs &lt;/strong&gt;( Pamarot 53)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everton are reeli nthg without rooney man. poor things. i tot they cld have performed better but alas! tt was not to be. and i must say tt tottenham is not as fun to watch as before, with the absence of the beloved Teddy Sheringham. i miss tt guy so much u hv no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Norwich 2-2 Portsmouth &lt;/strong&gt;( Huckerby 63, Charlton 67. Yakubu 37, Berger 65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my my, since whn has berger been this on form? hmm. this was one of the more exciting matches played out. the scoring times of the 2 teams are soo close that watching the match just gives u heart attacks. but then again, it was kinda expected cos Norwich are known for come bcks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;West Bromwich Albion 2-1 Bolton Wanderers &lt;/strong&gt;( Kanu 57, Gera 65. Giannakopoulos 73)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my i cld hv cried or died watching this match! wth?! WBA WON?! ok, now THIS -points to score line- is perfectly ridiculous! how can wba have won?? how cld bolton have lost?! omg.. it was rigged, i noe it was! oh gawd, poor nolan.. had an injury and congrats to bolton for taking the risk to play okocha who got injured again according to physioroom's reports. gosh, talk about poor judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manchester United 1-1 Middlesbrough &lt;/strong&gt;( Smith 81. Downing 33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, tts MUCH better! my alan smith scoring 1 measly goal. but his points din BAO! im soo sad!!! my fantasy is damn low man! and i dunno y, but wayne rooney reeli din score! and for those who have seen my nic, i cant believed it actually worked and cursed him! yay!!! and heres to you, SIR ALEX FERGUSON, STOP PLAYING ROONEY AS AN ATTACKER, COUNT ON SMITH U BUGGER! LOOK WAD HE DID, SCORED A GOAL! SO STOP PUTTING HIM ON THE SUBS AND TRUST HIM AND PUT HIM ON THE 1ST XI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brimingham City 2-2 Newcastle &lt;/strong&gt;( Yorke 23, Upson 57. Jenas 3, Butt 67)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. wad was shearer doing?! napping?! he din even do anything! look at gamecast, his slot was completely empty! how do i get points for sucha lousy performance?! damn YOUUUU!!!! i will say this rare thing now... ALAN SHEARER GO GET THAT SHITE GOAL!!!!!!!! and my izzet! my poor poor izzet! after sucha nice performance last week, i went in to gamecast finding him being subbed of at the 36 min! tts not even halftime! and i knew smth was wrong then, hence, i follwed instincts and clicked the link to physioroom immediately. i scrolled down and there it was, like a bombshell dropping on me. tt guy is injured. with NO return date. OMG! im soo dead for next weeks match. all my players, KEY players mind u, r injured!!! AHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chelsea 1-0 Liverpool &lt;/strong&gt;( Cole 64)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good. at least lampard assisted in tt goal. aww.. he is sucha darling..! and poor liverpool, better pull up thier socks man! and heres to the liverpool management: congrats for firing Houllier. look wad u have done. sold off murphy and OWEN! how cld u? even tho owen is a lil lousy, but murphy?! gee. i nvr thought u, BENETIEZ wld be soo idiotic to sell mucha playmaker off! u bloody arsehole. LOOK WAD U'VE DONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crystal Palace 2-0 Fulham &lt;/strong&gt;( Johnson 53, Riihilahti 60. Pearce sent off 6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i noe im crying. my van de sar... wad happened to you???? after a stunning 9 saves last wkend u had to go and let in not one but two goals to a team like Crystal Palace?! gawd! now my fantasy points have dropped so much thanks to you! yes, YOUUUU!!!!! i shld have trusted lehmann! nooo....!!!!! and wad happened to malbranque, another of my elite chart topping squad last season? without saha, fulham are nthg too?! VAN DE SAR!!!!! U BETTER SAVE 20 GOALS NEXT GAME BFORE I SELL U FOR LEHMANN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109695699404938963?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109695699404938963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109695699404938963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109695699404938963' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109681506773413991</id><published>2004-10-03T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T14:25:16.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Manchester United 0-1 Middlesbrough &lt;/strong&gt;(Downing 33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE: THIS IS NOT A FT REPORT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo. man u just went 1-0 down at old trafford. whee. courtesy a Downing 33th minute goal. but hey, man u is sure to fight bck. soo.. we'll just see how it goes. may boro take 'em down! (but dun ever count on it. man u's so unpredictable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brimingham City 1-1 Newcastle United &lt;/strong&gt;(Jenas 3, Yorke 23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE: THIS IS NOT A FT REPORT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. shearer better get a goal or at the very least assist. if not, my buying of him is so not worth the while. my fantasy points gon bao if he nets 1 or 2. esp if its a winning goal. soo.. here's smth i'll rarely say: GO SHEARER!!! SCORE TT SHITE GOAL!!! n gimme my points!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chelsea V Liverpool &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, liverpool's gon go down too man! with merciless killers like lampard, drogba and gudjohnson, liver's gonna hafta fight super damned hard man. may the best team win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the FT reports come out, im gon enjoy some dazzling football action on the pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109681506773413991?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109681506773413991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109681506773413991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109681506773413991' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109671502569901772</id><published>2004-10-02T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T19:03:45.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i think i have sports-sickness. here are the list of sports i miss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soccer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shevy got his 28th bday goal! -squeals-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, n so glad to see inzaghi get bck into form after those nagging injuries. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arsenal, u dissapointed me!!! so wad if rosenerg is a side tt has nvr lost a single cl match since 2001?! u guys are supposed to be so much better than tt! but i guess, like my nephew puts it, arsenal-better in epl than cl. darn. this is getting oh-so-irritating!!! = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epl's on ltr! oh yeah!!! arsenal better recover and prove themselves man. and damn, italian league n spanish league is not on till tml! at least for both ac n real. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tennis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh n how did ferrero do in his match against that frenchie??? is spain going for the world cup? i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Golf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and american express golf tournament is up too! gosh and the prize is huge man. tiger woods can miss this act, cos he is soo damn rich anyways. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pool and Snooker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i miss the pool they have on espn... what happened to afren ryes, hunter, white, o sullivan and all the others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Winter X Games and X Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh and when is the winter x games?! i soo miss watching shuan white in action on the snowboard. its so much better than his sk8boarding! and speaking of tt, i miss it too.. more of the x games pls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surfing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo.. surfing competition coming up soon! cant wait to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight tts nuff said i guess. i shant say more. it'll take me more than an eternity to get done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. my brains are bursting. all tt exam studying.. gee, i think i got fried man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109671502569901772?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109671502569901772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109671502569901772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109671502569901772' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109642158339113734</id><published>2004-09-29T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T09:33:03.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Man Utd 6-2 Fenerbahce &lt;/strong&gt;  ( Giggs 7, Rooney 17, Rooney 28, Rooney 54, van Nistelrooy 78, Bellion 81. Nobre 47, Sanli 60.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. its official. ronney &lt;i&gt; is &lt;/i&gt; a WONDERKID. yuh, im admitting that now that man utd will no doubt be a threat to europe, england and the world again. darn. they now have like a totally unstoppable squad. final they have regained touch. god no. this is bad. bad bad bad for everyone. NOOO! this CANNOT DO! = ( Rooney u bastard, how can u betray ur Everton?! blardy sucker. i'd rather have everton winning the league than man u! grr. but really, seriously, man u matches r gona get more and more exciting man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Monaco 2-0 Deportivo La Coruna &lt;/strong&gt; ( Kallon 5, Saviola 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERFECT. Saviola finally going on form that dude. and since whn was he being sold to Monaco?! blardy Barcelona! i curse YOUUUUU! = ( hmph! Saviola wld show u tt it was a tragic desicion u made!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Real Madrid 4-2 AS Roma &lt;/strong&gt; ( Raul 38, Figo pen 53, Raul71, Carlos 79. Rossi 3, Cassano 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tts wad i call a COMEBACK in true REAL style. oh yeah, real 2-0 down, came bck as you can see from the score line. muahaha, real's bck on form to haunt all u guys! chck out captain Raul da man! he is hot and his skills are even more HOT! sizzling baby! go Raul GOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; AC Milan V Celtic &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts tonight and shev wld be playing! whee! and its his birthday too! just 4 days after mine... sigh... oh n chck out wad he said abt playing on his bday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It's going to be a special occasion,'' admitted Shevchenko.&lt;br /&gt;You don't often get the chance to play on the day of your birthday.'' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo! tt guys SOOO cute!!! well and i wish them all gd luck and may shev get the bday celebration he wants! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. im going crazy! must be post-champions league fever. =) -grins maniacally-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109642158339113734?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109642158339113734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109642158339113734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109642158339113734' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109618024403970572</id><published>2004-09-26T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T14:30:44.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy happy happy 18th bday to my BRO!!! whee... even though u've got on my nerves, u r nonthless my fave bro yuh? hehe, stay funky man and grow up! be more mature and study hard! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuffed myself so full ytd at carlton where i had my bday dinner with my family. i love them! even though they may be quite naggy and stuff sometimes, they're gr8 overall! =) nthg beats hving ur family with u on YOUR DAY i guess! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to yw, jw, cheryl, booboo who wished me happy bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona go pooling ltr den terminal at 7 with my bro n nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giddyup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109618024403970572?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109618024403970572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109618024403970572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109618024403970572' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109609830771913378</id><published>2004-09-25T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T15:45:07.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy bday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho it wasnt very happy, till now, but i guess god was still trying to cheer me up? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to the sounds of simple plan's god must hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down for breakfast wif bro n nephews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came bck home to bathe, slack. watched a whole load of tv since angel cancelled the outing today. = ( and i had no one to celebrate it with. my mum? nah.. bz manicuring her fingers and toenails. AND. she's celebrating it with me tonight since i told her i was going out wif angel n ter today. bro's stuck to the com as ever. so i HAD to find solace wif the tv. my only source of comfort on this lonely and miserable saturday, supposedly MY DAY. -frowns-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god i have frens who still rmb. thanks a mill to sel, jill, wt, ame. 4. pathetic? definitely but i dun care dun mind. i dun give a hoot abt more.  -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore i was seen indulging in... none other than... SPORTS!!! k, tts like my comfort zone, like seriously, who needs ppl? -snorts- hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught tennis - the ATP show, starting of milan vs messina game and X Games 04!!! whee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X Games was nice! caught the skateboarding segment. the vert ramp. totally a blast! with the likes of bucky lasek, bob burnquist, andy mcdonald, SHUAN WHITE (my man tt dude. only 17 and.. in X GAMES?! darn!), PLG (Pierre Luc Gagnon), how can the vert not be EXCITING?! shuan white tt poor guy, completed his 2nd run clean and wonderful but got uncounted cos the judges werent watching cos they werent ready. im like, WTH?! u ppl shld be ready like ages ago, sit tight and watch tt man do his stuff dudes! as a result, his 2nd and 3rd run was so bad he only finished 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 2 for the third and final round was PLG and bucky. my god, bucky does live up to his name tt guy. he was MARVELLOUS! like totally stunning run tt was! way to go dude! PLG put up a gr8 performance and was leading thru the 1st and 2nd runs but was unfortunately ousted by bucky. but gd opponent tt buck. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. i reeli nd someone tt likes sports of all kinds to talk to. get wad i mean? like none of my frens like sports or even KNOW sports. this is criminalous!!! haha! but reeli, just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt day whilst doing the survey at jln besar, albert toh asked if we wanted to watch the match. and he was like "i tink u guys shld stay and watch it. at least the 1st half." and i was all "YES! I WANT TO OMG!" but the others were like "nah.. so &lt;em&gt;sian&lt;/em&gt;... s league got nthg to watch wad..." like hello?! i noe they r lousy but at least they hv the basic skills right? and its also all abt watching the match live! god... so spoiler ya noe?! i was so damn sad tt i cuden catch it. dun get me wrong i aint a biggg fan of the s league but i just like watching football in general so i wld watch any match, esp if its live. DARN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i NEED a sports person! (besides my bro tt is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109609830771913378?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109609830771913378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109609830771913378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109609830771913378' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109583304364514123</id><published>2004-09-22T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T14:04:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we nailed it baby! at least i think we did it quite well. ytd's presentation was super stiff and formal, n rather unnerving. this is nothing compared to those in JCs or in sec sch. man, we even had to wear formal attire, "presetation attire" they call it, complete with jacket, heels, blouse, pants/skirt and all! even carrying black buisness bags in our hand, like some pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole class 'cept for group three were in the mac lab, either finishing our presentation or just planning and timing and rehearsing our scripts. thank god we were the last group and had the chance to observe the rest and note down thier good points and learn from thier mistakes. i was up 1st and last for my group, was reeli stressed out cos i was doing both the intro and conclusion. but i rmbed wad mum told me and tried to be or at least act, confident. but i was reeli pleased about the whole presentation my group put up. even though it was scripted, i felt we seemed reeli professional and truly knew and understood wad we were doing. the same goes for the marketing presentation today. the "power suit" reeli helped! while some were freaked in it, i gained confidence through it. good work Teambac2! we ROCK! =) its a wrap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the last group work we had. the last presentation for the term b4 we switch classes and go on to exams and breaks. it was kinda sad, everyone crowding ard and starting to say goodbyes. boy it felt so wierd, it wasnt even the last day! ha, but i guess we were all on an emotional high then. had peer apprasial ytd and today and i gave my team members good scores , so Teambac2, no worries there! i hope i got good ones too. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lesson, we went for phototaking. our own one of course. there we were, all decked out in our formal wear, smiling happily into the cam. i felt like i was graduating! reeli.. the emotions then, so intense. we had a group pic taken too! =) my Teambac2. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there i was, somewhere in the pic, grinning in fufilment, for the 1st chapter was written. it was close to the finshing end and i loved every part of it. there were times where we had to rush for projects deadlines, esp on mon where three assignments were due. but those who had finished helped those who hadnt. hmm a lil bit of class spirit i see there! but the sense of achievement i felt when i handed in and saw my projects being completeted and graded was tremendous, perhaps even more than that of the o levels. i feel complete now, with things to call my own, work i could be proud of, a place that i could learn so much, lecturers and tutors who were just amazingly amazing. i'll never forget wad we shared. though there were still cliques and some of us still arent very close, it was still cool being part of TB 015/T 01. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as this term closes and we begin mugging for the exams, time-tables and plans for the next term are in progress too. i guess we'll just hafta wait till after the break to see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till then, take care TB 015/T 01, and god bless every single one of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, all i nd is some sleep, a TV, and a good book, before i start mugging for my exams. and meanwhile, i shall count down the days till my 17th and my bro's 18th bday.  4 and 5 more days to go! then i shall go study hard for the exams. well, i suppose i still can take out time to organise my fantasy squad before this sat/sun's game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;i&gt; is &lt;/i&gt; a &lt;strong&gt; WRAP &lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109583304364514123?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109583304364514123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109583304364514123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109583304364514123' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109559186507053674</id><published>2004-09-19T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T19:04:25.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear that bolton v arsenal matches are alwys exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arsenal finally got their 100% win rate broken. aww.... wad a waste. but as i always say, bolton is indeed a very worthy opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real's on a losing start. had two of its players sent off! walter samuel and salgado! the epl players bought over are jinxing them! i noe it! owen n becks... blardy becks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ac and chelsea's match ltr. i hv yet to see arjen robben score!!! hey tt guys supposed to be good man! how come the manager nv subs him on?! smotherer. and shevchenko's losing touch man. how can he?! tsk tsk tsk... go shevy! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109559186507053674?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109559186507053674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109559186507053674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109559186507053674' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109526269412273139</id><published>2004-09-15T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T23:38:14.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i a genius or what man?!!! woohoo! chck out this new blogskin! its made by me yeah??? im sooo clever -pats own shoulder- i even got the bold thingy solved! (ok i admit, tt was pretty ez, but to me defese, its was tricky too!) i noe it has got its imperfections, but it is still nice to me! ee haa!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109526269412273139?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109526269412273139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109526269412273139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109526269412273139' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109523645863021087</id><published>2004-09-15T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T16:20:58.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has taught me smth. survival of the fittest. even if u have to be a hypocrite and manipulate ppl. if this is the only way to survive, i am throwing away all ethical issues. hv to be ruthless and cunning to get wad u want. deceit. part of life. in this competitive world, u have to be cold, hard, strong. if u gif way to sympathy, to hesitate, the enemy can slash u b4 u even noe it. swift, swift. u r gona die. unemotional. thats the key. everything collaspes once the real work begins. everything. give it all up for fame, glory, power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i did get several As, i still dun feel happy. after all, what are they whn everyone else is getting the same? u r not the only one. the 5%. precious 5. how am i ever gona get it? each time i thought im closer, each time im let down by ppl squealing, "i got an A!" but, i feel happy for them, genuinely, honest. then i stop and think. am i the best? evidently not. it is so competitive. everything u do, u gotta get it perfect. its not like jc, where u can skip lecs, tuts, not hand in hw. its not. everysingle thing u do counts. its tough, but at the end of the day, u reap what u sow. if its a dry hard land, too bad. pick yourself up and try again. if its a bountiful harvest, then congrats. for ur work throughout the season has been justified and rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its often comforting, to noe that in a land of cold, u find that u have some place u belong. a certain grp of ppl that are true n will stand by u. its a blessing to have ppl care for u. and a blessing to have ppl to care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish adversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109523645863021087?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109523645863021087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109523645863021087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109523645863021087' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109457566802210580</id><published>2004-09-08T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T20:35:56.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the vending machine - i so totally do not trust this thing. it almost ate up my 50 cents whn i wanted to buy food. that oreo pckt just got stuck at the edge and din fall down to the bottom! i was like: "fuck you chee bai!" and started kicking at the vending machine. i was darn angry man. and the rest of the class joined in the "fun" too, until huimin suggest we buy another and thankfully both of them dropped, so thanks all you guys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;med soc lesson - was one of the greatest m&amp;amp;s tut i ever attended (but, then again, med soc? interesting? hardly a fitting word!) the "public forum" and the "wierdo" and the "thank you sir, for your comment". haha, was so cracky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avp - predators rule! they r great hunters, with thier sleek weapons and all, im like.. woah! the ending was sad when the predator died. aww... and the "guardian" predator gave the woman one of thier harapoons. soo cool! but was debating over the last part where mth burst out of the predator's stomach. it looked like a predator, but bro said its an alien. whatever, guess we'll hafta wait till avp 2 to find out the truth then! but predators rock anyway!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;princess dairies one and two (the royal engagement) - am currently watching the 2 but cuden finish it by today. anyways, tml is still another long day! whee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"they gave thier lives, so the hunt can begin..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109457566802210580?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109457566802210580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109457566802210580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109457566802210580' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109447853355021256</id><published>2004-09-06T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T21:52:31.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cinderella story - its those kind of movies that wld make everyone go awww... its super sugary sweet and there are moments where everything is just so typical and dramatic. but then again, i guess all romance comedies are that sappy. the plot was alright, ending off with the usual happily ever after. parts where it is just too good to be true. like how can the guy spot the girl through throngs of people where different kinds of clothing and all. overall, nice show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part was when her best friend came looking for her after her confrontations and chaos. here's wad he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Rhonda told me that i could find you here. I thought you might need a little hug..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109447853355021256?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109447853355021256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109447853355021256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109447853355021256' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109439593312996829</id><published>2004-09-05T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T22:52:13.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY ANNI MUMMY N POP!!! =)&lt;/strong&gt; may u two live together in bliss forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am catching up on my summaries. but hvnt even manage to complete one! darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad tt i cant use the vs/malay slangs that my bro taught me now in poly, esp in this course. hv been using them all my life but now... guess i'll hv to practice it on my relatives so tt i dun use touch lol... blardy hell, why does everyone in this course hv to speak so darn blardy well?! and why is it tt some ppl cant stand my swearing?! (esp whn they themselves swear too) so they think that they can slam ppl for swearing? what bull. biggest pile of bullshit i ever heard of. wads with the fake accents and "likes", "totallys" n "u noes"? u think those wld make u a brit? or an american? well, im like, sorree to tell u deariee tt u can like, dream on u noe, n like ur thinking sux like totally. ur mentality is so damn blardy childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109439593312996829?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109439593312996829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109439593312996829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109439593312996829' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109430792153588588</id><published>2004-09-04T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T22:25:21.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to ikea to get two beeg cushs for my room. oh yeah! then queensway to get my vans shoes. then orchard to eat lunch n get the bowls n plates b4 heading home. so darn tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. vans shoes dun come in .5 sizes! im soso sad cos my size is 8.5. so i had to settle for 8.0. hoping tt it fits me ok! -prays-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, it has a sig meaning for me, cos i saw him!!! omg... sooo hot.. ok relax! lol. kk, im being spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, im just an ugly duckling. awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109430792153588588?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109430792153588588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109430792153588588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109430792153588588' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109426551152650001</id><published>2004-09-04T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T10:50:46.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgomgOMG!!!! im super freaked now! gawd! ezams are in exactly 1 mth's time! shoot!!! oh man getting so damn stressed out now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to start studying! -nods firmly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: pls ref to sidebar for more details on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-distressed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go read more of mr c's work. cheer meslf up!!! = (((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109426551152650001?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109426551152650001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109426551152650001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109426551152650001' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536214.post-109423115194895424</id><published>2004-09-04T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T01:05:51.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my stomach hurts from all tt luffing. tears in my eyes. boyboy. so lol funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel angel, i noe its tough but cheer up kay? that fucked lec-er is a dumbass, dun bother to tell him anything nxt time rd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn, im becoming more vulgar ever since i read those... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536214-109423115194895424?l=tansq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109423115194895424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536214/posts/default/109423115194895424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tansq.blogspot.com/index.html#109423115194895424' title=''/><author><name>zilchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881721244567531665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
