<?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-10274580</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:18:08.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xboonx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-115944019194567699</id><published>2006-09-28T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T03:45:07.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prat</title><content type='html'>It's fine to be a prat, you know, but if you insist on being a &lt;b&gt;sanctimonious&lt;/b&gt; one, that is not acceptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't mind, I'll rather be the pot. You can be the kettle. Well, actually I don't really mind, since both are black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-115944019194567699?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/115944019194567699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=115944019194567699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/115944019194567699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/115944019194567699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/09/prat.html' title='prat'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-114526795855377726</id><published>2006-04-17T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T03:01:33.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE HER</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am stupid, I am lousy, I cannot run 2.4km and get a c without getting paralysed, I am &lt;strong&gt;GULLIBLE&lt;/strong&gt;, I have LOW--make that &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;--standards, but at least I have MORALS, and I KEEP MY PROMISES. I don't TELL LIES SPECIFICALLY TO HARM PEOPLE, and then turn around and act like a saint saying that that lie was to HELP THEM.&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/10274580-114526795855377726?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/114526795855377726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=114526795855377726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/114526795855377726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/114526795855377726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-hate-her.html' title='I HATE HER'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-114147149284142638</id><published>2006-03-04T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T03:38:09.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nohari window</title><content type='html'>-looks at Nohari window:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;I AM NOT UNIMAGINATIVE I AM NOT UNIMAGINATIVE I AM NOT UNIMAGINATIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I AM NOT HUMOURLESS I AM NOT HUMOURLESS I AM NOT HUMOURLESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;-sulks.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Very pretty fjord in Norway. Taken from Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/787/1600/Sognefjord%2C_Norway.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/787/320/Sognefjord%2C_Norway.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-114147149284142638?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/114147149284142638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=114147149284142638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/114147149284142638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/114147149284142638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/03/nohari-window.html' title='nohari window'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-114147089707145371</id><published>2006-03-04T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T03:14:57.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flight of the bumblebee</title><content type='html'>Oh no no no I am hooked to the mtv of The Flight of the Bumblebee by Maksim. HOW does he coordinate his fingers like that?!?! How come they don't get tangled up?! My left hand is practically paralysed and he can play the piano keys with his left hand's fingers at the speed of 280690hits/nano second. blah. And I like the ballet in it! I love the dancers' pirouettes! They dance like they're skating ok. ahhhhhhh. &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But then Flight of the bumbleBEE reminds me of miss t and miss t reminds me of geog[which I haven't done, but I now know that Myanmar/Burma has an outstanding source of jade and natural rubies, and the Southernmost town in the world is Puerto Williams in Chile] which reminds me of Monday which reminds me that I have two tests next week. YAY!&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rondie H.!! Pong!! CONFERENCE!! It shall be called the MenSaN conference a la Yalta conference. Because it will be held on MSN and MSN conference just sounds stupid but MenSaN conference hints at our genius...tosity. geniustosity. MenSaN:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-114147089707145371?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/114147089707145371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=114147089707145371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/114147089707145371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/114147089707145371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/03/flight-of-bumblebee.html' title='flight of the bumblebee'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-114070161106610084</id><published>2006-02-23T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T05:33:31.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to ping about ping</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;CHOO SONG &lt;s&gt;PONG&lt;/s&gt; PING!! &lt;/font&gt; an entry entirely dedicated to you, about you!YAY please read the following monologue:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msT:and whose email is this?? PEEKAMOO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msT:SONGPING! PEEkamoo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msT:what is this? PEEkamoo. peeKAmoo. peekaMOO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msT:haiyah. SONGPING of all people. PEEKAMOO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msT: you email address is INDECENT lah! INDCENT!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msT:shall I give you all decent gmail accounts?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-looks at pong's face. -bursts into uncontrollable, hysterical laughter!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ooh! please help me do the nohari and johari windows! thank you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-114070161106610084?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/114070161106610084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=114070161106610084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/114070161106610084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/114070161106610084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/02/dedicated-to-ping-about-ping.html' title='dedicated to ping about ping'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113870241666688996</id><published>2006-01-31T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T02:13:36.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiming ROCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;TAY AIMING ROCKS:)&lt;/font&gt; mingzi!! I shall repay you by giving you a nice little pet cockroach for your birthday:) With extra long feelers like my ballet shoes:) And you'll have to feed it frozen strawberries with chocolate!! YAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113870241666688996?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113870241666688996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113870241666688996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113870241666688996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113870241666688996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/01/aiming-rocks.html' title='aiming ROCKS'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113868068057767548</id><published>2006-01-30T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T20:11:20.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boonmeng!</title><content type='html'>hello! happy belated new year:) [wait. i've wished you already.mmm.]your blog is finally done! :D i'll be collecting the fees for this masterpiece in a few days, so please take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**this entry is posted by the grand creator of this template.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113868068057767548?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113868068057767548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113868068057767548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113868068057767548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113868068057767548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/01/boonmeng.html' title='boonmeng!'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113828323430961016</id><published>2006-01-26T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T05:47:14.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yuan shih kai</title><content type='html'>Yuan Shih Kai &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;died-ed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in 1916 of a sudden stroke.&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;mstan: I was counting how many girls have ponytails in your class.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class: errr....???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mstan: Do you want to know how many?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class: err...???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mstan: 30!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Interesting fact!8 girls in 4Grace have short hair!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty: This year is the Dog year, so we should respect dogs. Quick, respect me. I'm a bitch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I couldn't stop laughing after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113828323430961016?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113828323430961016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113828323430961016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113828323430961016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113828323430961016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/01/yuan-shih-kai.html' title='yuan shih kai'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113707790303748953</id><published>2006-01-12T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T07:07:24.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AARGHHHHHHH.</title><content type='html'>Packing up. Piece of litter o the floor. -kicks it away. [i.e. didn't pick it up]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Characters intro:&lt;br&gt;a.)Astonishingly thick person [ATP],late-thirties&lt;br&gt;b.)Me, teenaged&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATP: (petulently, like a little kid tattletale-ing to his teacher)eh, How can you do that?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:(thinks)I just did.&lt;br&gt;ATP:(still pretulantly.)I saw you kick it.&lt;br&gt;-cues eye-rolls.&lt;br&gt;ATP:you have no integrity!&lt;br&gt;me:(goes to pick up litter)&lt;br&gt;ATP:(rambles on behind me about having no integrity and not setting example to younger ones.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay. &lt;b&gt;THAT'S IT. I've HAD IT.&lt;/b&gt;SHUTUP.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;HOW MANY TIMES MUST I SAY THIS?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.)the younger ones have BRAINS. They are at least THIRTEEN. They don't need ME of all people, to teach them what to do. Even if they really saw me kicking the err, &lt;i&gt;litter&lt;/i&gt;, they wouldn't have followed. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)YOU don't seem to be setting a good example to the younger ones too. You just stand there and tell people to get out of the room and order innocent students to pick up litter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)YOU got integrity you go pick lah. If you really are such a morally-perfect person [which you are not, but I'll just play along with your deluded assumption about yourself], why don't YOU GO PICK THEM UP, EEJIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Main Entry: in.teg.ri.ty &lt;br&gt;firm adherence to a code of especially moral or artistic values : INCORRUPTIBILITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not kicking litter doesn't seem to be part of a "code of especially moral or artistic values". &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/10274580-113707790303748953?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113707790303748953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113707790303748953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113707790303748953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113707790303748953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2006/01/aarghhhhhhh.html' title='AARGHHHHHHH.'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113480248702759580</id><published>2005-12-16T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T22:54:47.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>daniel and keita</title><content type='html'>Devina:*rambles on about Keita*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:Daniel Radcliffe is cuter.&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;devina:erm ok.if he doesnt smile with his mouth open i guess he's ok&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:erm. okkkkkkkkkkkk.......whats wrong with his mouth anyway&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dev:when he smile with mouth open hor&lt;br&gt;his face totally scrunched like a sponge&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:DOES NOT!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dev:does !&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:unless you were talking about keita. in which case, YES&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dev:-_-&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113480248702759580?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113480248702759580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113480248702759580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113480248702759580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113480248702759580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/12/daniel-and-keita.html' title='daniel and keita'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113473061698254435</id><published>2005-12-16T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T02:56:56.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah de blah de blah</title><content type='html'>I am sick of my layout. I don't even like emily much. 3 more days to Huang and his stupid exams.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please visit&lt;a href="http://www.georgianicolson.com" onMouseOver="window.status=' this is full of fabbosity (:';return true"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; for a bit of a laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113473061698254435?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113473061698254435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113473061698254435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113473061698254435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113473061698254435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/12/blah-de-blah-de-blah.html' title='blah de blah de blah'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113255085650253916</id><published>2005-11-20T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T21:27:36.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dark times lie ahead, harry</title><content type='html'>I didn't know that when they say GOF would be much darker than the three behind, they meant it &lt;i&gt;LITERALLY&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But the underwater scene was FANTASTIC and the Graveyard scene was.THE.BEST.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Daniel's acting ROCKS!! And him in dress robes!!-speechless- Neville is taller than he is:D Fred and George were ultra funny(:Voldemort sounded very friendly, contrary to what I imagined, but the face was good. I don't like the maze scene though, but I supposed there was really no time. The dark mark's quite pretty!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The audience was NOT. This pair of retards sitting behind us kept budoh-ing throughout the whole movie. If you don't like the movie, please feel free to leave. No one's asking you to stay here and interrupt the rest of us who would actually like to watch the movie. And the girl kept screaming and screaming. Like, roller-coaster scream whenever some creature pops out. That is so ****CENSORED**** !!!!!!! BLEARGH YOU ARE SO LUCKY YOU DIDN'T GET A FREE CHEESE FACIAL WITH NACHOS BITS FROM ME YOU BUDOH.erugh -stomps off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113255085650253916?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113255085650253916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113255085650253916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113255085650253916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113255085650253916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/11/dark-times-lie-ahead-harry.html' title='dark times lie ahead, harry'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113177590233725984</id><published>2005-11-11T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:12:03.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lao zob's wrong extracts</title><content type='html'>In reply to the, ahem, &lt;i&gt;partly true&lt;/i&gt; entry lao zob posted on my guestbook, &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I DID NOT SAY THE BLACKCURRaNT DRINK THING!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok, fine, I did, but it was not the whole truth! What happened was, &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;zob:&lt;/b&gt; no pink guava! They only have the normal-colored guava drink!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt;zob. Guava tastes the same no matter what colour.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;zob:&lt;/b&gt; but not pink I don't feel like drinking leh. [&lt;i&gt;-whispers:god how retarded.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt;umm, then you buy the blackcurrant one lor. Blackcurrant's NICE! or at least the fruit tree fresh one is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;zob:&lt;/b&gt; but guava looks nicer!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; blackcurrant is nicer lar!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;zob:&lt;/b&gt;[to yiling]can I trust her?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yiling:&lt;/b&gt;[nods]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;zob:&lt;/b&gt;ok, then I buy blackcurrant lor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt;Eh, lao zob, you know ah, if you spin in mid air three times and do ten cartwheels, then take off all your clothes hor, you will turn into a fairy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS WHAT HAPPENED. -looks at zob.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes lah, I DID say the water thing and the lupin-sirius thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113177590233725984?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113177590233725984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113177590233725984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113177590233725984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113177590233725984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/11/lao-zobs-wrong-extracts.html' title='lao zob&apos;s wrong extracts'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113135506133984223</id><published>2005-11-07T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T01:19:43.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>madness at food court</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt;How old is your mum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jingliang&lt;/b&gt;:[mumbles through &lt;s&gt;karina&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carona chicken]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt;FIFTEEN?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jingliang:&lt;/b&gt;[splutters]NO!!! You think my mother gave birth to me when she was zero years old ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt;YES, cannot meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jingliang:&lt;/b&gt;WHAT, YOU THINK WE'RE AMOEBAS AR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt;: -bursts into uncontrollable laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an annoyingly prattish piece of randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, very good," interrupted Snape, his lip curling. "Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. '&lt;i&gt;Ghosts are transparent.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113135506133984223?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113135506133984223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113135506133984223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113135506133984223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113135506133984223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/11/madness-at-food-court.html' title='madness at food court'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113125672908749944</id><published>2005-11-05T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T19:36:27.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicked this from yiling who nicked it from belinda</title><content type='html'>nicked this from yiling who nicked it from belinda(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; cherboonmeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthdate:&lt;/b&gt; 280690&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/b&gt; Hospital [yes, I am being purposely thick]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current location:&lt;/b&gt; singapore ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyes:&lt;/b&gt;very very dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hair:&lt;/b&gt;brown:( I want black hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height:&lt;/b&gt; 159 &lt;i&gt;inches.&lt;/i&gt; DUH, cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Righty or Lefty:&lt;/b&gt; Righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zodiac Sign:&lt;/b&gt; cancer/horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your heritage:&lt;/b&gt; chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your weakness:&lt;/b&gt; huh?err..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your shoes you wore today:&lt;/b&gt; I haven't worn any shoes yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your fears:&lt;/b&gt; BUTTERFLIES AND MOTHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your perfect pizza:&lt;/b&gt; lots of cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your perfect Ice Cream Sundae:&lt;/b&gt; hot fudge sundae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goal you'd like to achieve:&lt;/b&gt; I don't KNOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your biggest pet peeve:&lt;/b&gt; people stepping out of a room without offing all the switches/leaving the door open when the air-con is on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: when is night time coming?&lt;br /&gt;Your best physical feature: err. -looks carefully. My...nails?&lt;br /&gt;Your worst physical feature: They are all equally bad. I don't discriminate.&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: depends&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: can you please phrase better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level four-this or that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: neither.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: macs&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates:I don't like dates, I like wolfberries. [again, I am being purposely thick]&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: doesn't matter, Kitty 'endorses' both:D&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: lipton&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: depends&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: anything lah, as long as it works&lt;br /&gt;Summer or Winter: summer&lt;br /&gt;Soggy Cereal or Crunchy cereal: mixed&lt;br /&gt;Cats or Dogs: both&lt;br /&gt;Tv or Movies: both&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust: love&lt;br /&gt;outdoors or indoors:indoors&lt;br /&gt;Day or night: night&lt;br /&gt;money or health: health&lt;br /&gt;knowledge or beauty: knowledge&lt;br /&gt;showers or baths: baths&lt;br /&gt;blondes, brunettes or redheads: brunettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level five-Do You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: no&lt;br /&gt;Cuss: uh, lalalalalala. ok, sometimes lah, but rarely.&lt;br /&gt;Sing: yes, doesn't everybody?&lt;br /&gt;Take showers daily: NO, I shower once every 63 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush: yes&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love: I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;Want to go college: yes&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: well, duh.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: huh.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in Heaven and Hell: no. go read "saved by the light"&lt;br /&gt;Believe in ghosts: NICE ones. Like Casper and Nearly Headless Nick, for instance&lt;br /&gt;Believe in aliens: no, not even ET.&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: yes, I am the queen of motion sickness&lt;br /&gt;Think you're attractive: OBVIOUSLY NOT DUH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: yes&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: when I'm indoors(:&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6-IN the past 2 months have you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: yes&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of Oreos: -blinks in shock&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: no&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: yah&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: no&lt;br /&gt;Made homemade cookies: no oven how to make?&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: NO. swimming yes&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: no, why would I do that?&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything: no, what kind of question is that?!&lt;br /&gt;Cried: yes&lt;br /&gt;Hurt someone you love: -looks at the sky and whistles&lt;br /&gt;Told a lie: white lie yes. It's literally impossible for me to lie, ask anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level seven-Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: no!&lt;br /&gt;Been called a tease: -.- no&lt;br /&gt;Got beaten up: no!!&lt;br /&gt;Started a rumor on purpose: excuse me, do i seem like such a person?!&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken: -looks at ping. Is that counted?-points to teens magazine&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone of the same sex: no&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on someone: no! I'm morally upright ok!&lt;br /&gt;Lied on a resume: I haven't written a resume, I'm fifteen-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age you hoped to be married:&lt;/b&gt; 24? 25? 26?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number and name of children:&lt;/b&gt; 3! err, they shall have eight names each. ahh, too many names, too little children. or maybe I should just have 18 kids -looks at ronda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dream wedding: &lt;/b&gt;it's not so much the wedding as the marriage, isn't it? ok lah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you want to die:&lt;/b&gt; not cruelly; with somebody I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where do you want to attend college:&lt;/b&gt; anywhere good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dream job:&lt;/b&gt; doctor? mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Country you want to visit:&lt;/b&gt; England!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level nine - In a guy/girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best eye colour:&lt;/b&gt; Anything not too light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best hair color: &lt;/b&gt;black(: If I can't have black hair, my kids should be able to have black hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Short or long hair:&lt;/b&gt; short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height:&lt;/b&gt;170+? [my mum says 175 st least, but I'm not so tall either and besides it's MY guy, not hers.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best weight:&lt;/b&gt; not overweight/underweight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best clothing:&lt;/b&gt; huh err, for him or for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best first date location:&lt;/b&gt; i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best first kiss location:&lt;/b&gt; ditto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most attractive quality:&lt;/b&gt;whose? his? kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One quality you MUST have:&lt;/b&gt; err, huh? I must have for him or me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One bad quality you can't deal with:&lt;/b&gt; irresponsibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number of people I could trust with my life: &lt;/b&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number of CDs that I own:&lt;/b&gt; a lot lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number of piercings:&lt;/b&gt; 1 pair [yiling's answer. Very interesting!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number of tattoos:&lt;/b&gt; none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number of times my name's been in the news:&lt;/b&gt; none. oh once. in the obituary. As in, it was under my grandfather's obituary, not mine! But they printed it wrongly as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number of scars on my body:&lt;/b&gt; can't be bothered to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nmber of things in my past that I regret:&lt;/b&gt; a lot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113125672908749944?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113125672908749944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113125672908749944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113125672908749944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113125672908749944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/11/nicked-this-from-yiling-who-nicked-it.html' title='nicked this from yiling who nicked it from belinda'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113116379006693238</id><published>2005-11-05T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T20:11:14.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince</title><content type='html'>I finished HPHBP yesterday!! And I am feeling so depressed now :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm the last person in the whole of st nicks to read HBP. I hate snape. Even if he turned out to be good and dumbledore actually not dead, I'll still hate him. Hah, I TOLD Lei not to trust him she don't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, dumbledore, dumbledore. -shakes jk rowling like a leaf. WHY?! If I could punch snape, I would but I can't because he DOESN'T EXIST. But that is not the point! I still hate him. -stomps off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113116379006693238?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113116379006693238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113116379006693238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113116379006693238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113116379006693238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-113082201214611313</id><published>2005-10-31T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T20:05:28.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>after 'o's</title><content type='html'>DOUDOU!! I'm updating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to say. Hmm. Yay, chinese's over! YAY! And i sahll get B3 and get kick out of HCL. Goodness. I should have studied!!! Doudou, there is nothing to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming swimming swimming swimming(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-113082201214611313?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/113082201214611313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=113082201214611313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113082201214611313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/113082201214611313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/10/after-os.html' title='after &apos;o&apos;s'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-112927642489074292</id><published>2005-10-14T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T00:46:08.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>games carnival</title><content type='html'>Poor aiming sprained her ankle:(huh, she can't dance for 2 weeks. I shall follow her around and be her gen pi cong so if she trips again I can help her. &lt;s&gt;by pushing her down the stairs heh heh heh&lt;/s&gt; erpsk, no lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games carnival yesterday! I played table tennis. Oh did I say play? No I actually don't mean play. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, my class people refused to play in the singles match with Hope yeaterday so they sent me against kelda and I lost to her 1-24. Oh my god that is how funny?!?!?! TWENTY-THREE POINTS!!! The umpire was very pissed though, cause she kept having to announce the new score every 1 second, the time Kelda took to lop my serve over the net. hahahahahahahahahaha 1-24!! You may think that I am being fake-happy, but I am genuinly not, cause I really don't care, and 1-24 is really quite funny if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY-FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am feeling a bit mad because I saw a shop yesterday, and it had a RIDICULOUS name. It's called naff, how naff is that?! I shall open a shop next time and name it daft. NAFF! AHAHAHAHAHA! naff!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Ronda, Lingg and I were being NAFF yesterday, trying to decide who SOMEONE [ I shall call her "herself" like Marian Keyes calls her husband in her book]looks like. It was quite frustrating as we just COULDN'T decide who herself looks like.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, after much intellectual delibration, we decided that herself looks like, a.)huo jian hua, b.)mr wong, c.)Wu yan zu, d.)Naima&lt;br /&gt;I think herself knew that the three of us mad eejits were talking about her. But we were honestly trying to figure out who she really looks like what. And herself really did look like huo jian hua.bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my err, disastrous trial at "playing" ping pong, we watched the REAL ping pong people [ppp!] play [pppp!!!!] ping pong[PPPPPP!!]. They were ultra cool, it's like watching Li Jia Wei play, complete with the stamping everytime they serve and the fast reflexes. WOWEE, I can never respond this fast. I am a DELAYED REACTOR, as song ping says. I'm like copper, unreactive. But the ppp were stupendously fantastic!! -blinks in shock. And watching the pppppp is extremely entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing we went back to class and Xiangli [who played all our class's ping pong singles games after my attempt] gave out the chocolates mrs ang gave us:) One bar was full of holes and kitty went,"honeycomb weathering!" Post-exams trauma lah, I tell you. I wished we had time to warn miss tan before she started on our class's geoggers paper. I recommend she consult a doctor and get proper prescriptions for strong sedatives [strong enough to calm 89 furious grizzly bears].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-112927642489074292?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/112927642489074292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=112927642489074292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/112927642489074292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/112927642489074292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/10/games-carnival.html' title='games carnival'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-112693782819331488</id><published>2005-09-16T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:17:08.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid eejits</title><content type='html'>People nowadays are getting more and more absurd. They like to jump to conclusions. I have four words for both of them: you are bloody eejits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she: Take out your foolscaps and copy this question down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: [reaches down to take chem file to take foolscap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she: BOON MENG STOP READING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: [started back up in shock] I am NOT READING!!![you UTTER COW you stupid mad old geezer you knucklehead mcspazatron (from spongebob)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she: [stares at me] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: [stares back]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she: put your book on my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I please take off my socks and slap your eyeballs? oh. right. I forgot. You are BLIND anyway.  WHO reads books with the book on the floor and with your thighs plastered to your stomach?! AND your head UNDER THE TABLE?! correct answer: NOONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the mooncake festival buffet table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: Why aren't the food heated? It's supposed to be your responsibility. Go and borrow a lighter. Don't borrow from me, I'm not a smoker, I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: We don't know how to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: take the lighter and light. Go and borrow. Go borrow from a smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: But we don't know how to light the wax thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: You got no lighter how to light? Go and borrow from someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: BUT EVEN IF WE HAVE THE LIGHTER WE ALSO CANNOT LIGHT BECAUSE WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO [you mad old codger, SHUT UP.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone: DO YOU HAVE A LIGHTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: No, I don't. I don't smoke what. I don't look like a smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: [not-so-softly]you don't?!?!?!?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WOW. you're not a smoker. SO? What are we suppose to do? Applaud and thank you fervently for not smoking? Fall at your feet and kiss the ground you walk on? HELLO SO WHAT if you're a non-smoker? The WHOLE LOT OF US HERE are non-smokers too, if you would like to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I throw you a piece of cloth, scissors, rulers, needles and thread and tell you to make a dress?? yes I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-112693782819331488?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/112693782819331488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=112693782819331488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/112693782819331488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/112693782819331488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/09/stupid-eejits.html' title='stupid eejits'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-112325793135410461</id><published>2005-08-05T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T09:10:55.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tanshuwei and the bee</title><content type='html'>Readers' Request: I'm blogging!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[well, actually no one has asked me to blog. shush.]&lt;br /&gt;This week started off as bad, but it quickly became good again, although next week will be bad once more because I just KNOW I've failed chinese:( Anyway, onto the funny things. This story shall be called "miss tan and the bee"[ohhoho doesn't this sound like the makings of a best-selling author???] and it is really funny [I've gotten it to rhyme!!]. Today during SS, miss tan picked up meiling's lit-turn-geog file and went WHAMM!!! against the notice board and we started as we watch this small black thing slide down into Daphne's book box. A BEE, naturally. Then after lessons, we went to check up on the Bee and found that it wasn't dead! It was just a little crossed-eyed [well, we couldn't really see its eye it was hard enough trying to differ its back and front, sort of like me, if you understand. Kitty will. Unfortunately.] and so Deafni took it out to the balcony and it flew dazedly away. Xiangli and I told miss tan,"How could you kill the bee? So cruel." [I silently added,"Although if is were a butterfly/moth it would be a different matter altogether, she is free to kill as many as she wants".] and so on and so forth and miss tan gaped like a goldfish [a gold fish with curly black ringlets, but nevertheless a goldfish] and finally did this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She STUCK OUT HER TONGUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! -out of control laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had Chemistry test on Wednesday which was bloody unfair because I distinctly remember her saying that the test would be on Thursday. Plus I had the support of approximately 6.3109million people. Hmm. AND she said, and I quote, "Before I come into class for the next lesson [i.e. Wednesday], please get into your groups and mark your worksheets and discuss the answers." SO I had a sulk and refused to study[and anyway it was way too late]. And we got out papers back today! She said there was one failure and I was so sure it was me and I had the perfect reason as to why i FAILED. But in the end I didn't anyway thank to vivien's forced teaching and I was feeling quite disappointed. I'm weird. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read through what I've typed and realised that I sound like an egotistical prat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-112325793135410461?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/112325793135410461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=112325793135410461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/112325793135410461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/112325793135410461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/08/tanshuwei-and-bee.html' title='tanshuwei and the bee'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-112028621468431481</id><published>2005-07-01T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T23:42:15.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jubilate II</title><content type='html'>YES IT'S OVER! No more dancing in stupid halls not meant for dancing in! I appreciate the dance studio very much now. I will never wear shoes inside anymore. Except for ballet shoes of course, but you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the studio at 10.30 and &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; huang made us all go to the hall for bloody ji ben gong. And he reprimanded us for being late. HELLO?! Whose fault is that may I know?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ate orange bowl and went down to forum to ji zhong for the bus. Sat with mingzi. She gave me cat food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCH was pretty and the holding area wasn't half bad! Zhuang lao shi said there isn't any holding area. Hah, teachers LIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the auditorium thingy to go through the formation. There was a screaming match going on between mr mohan and one of the technicians. the one with blond streaks that made him look bald. Quite funny though. Huang was like,"HUAN! HUAN FORMATION!" and we were all staring at them, not moving. Went back to holding area to change into costumes and do makeup. I washed my face in the loo while lei taught ling the finale[very very extremely stupid] steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty tried to cover up her pimple with about 5 bottles of foundation so in the end her nose look fluffly. Put blusher. Inez's mutti did our white stick. The white stick is 2 years old, did I mention that?&lt;br /&gt;Then went to mrs koh for the eyeliner. I told her to draw thicker because I have "weird eyelids" and she seemed happy. Then zhi xuan and lynn did the bottom liner and the glitter. ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat around then inez's mutti came to powder our whole face with blusher and nicolette said I look like a cherry!!! Wiped them off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lynn told us to draw our eyebrows but after seeing debc's I decided to put my brows in the hands of aiming's instead. I don't want severe navy eyebrows. Thank god aiming is an artist! I love her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy zhuang came to visit us before the performance! She gave us kit kats and the modern dancers roses! HAHAHA, Trisha was so jealous! Took lot of photos, all not with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Manda came down during intermission to give me a daisy! yay! and xue xiao gave me a rose! Then band started playing then our turn! Damn scary! Forgot to mark my place again! Very nearly killed myself. Then the rest went back and the finale people waited backstage. Finale was stupid lah. Oh well. Stupid steps stupid results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home in the bus then met my vati and he drove me home! Saw a medium-sized white with black stripes [YUCKS!!!!!!] M_TH. SCREAMED. Yesterday, I saw a dead one I think. It was folded in half anf my vati was like,"No lah, it's a leaf, don't scare yourself.". But I masochistically went to inspect and shouted,"Eh, I THINK IT'S NOT A LEAF LEH!" and shrieked and clutched my vati. The indian lady waiting for the lift was trying hard not to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br.i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mottephobia! And lepidophobia. WHY??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arachibutyrophobia- Fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth.err.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-112028621468431481?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/112028621468431481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=112028621468431481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/112028621468431481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/112028621468431481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/07/jubilate-ii.html' title='jubilate II'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111919341524124772</id><published>2005-06-19T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T08:11:27.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nike dunk shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Hello&lt;/s&gt;Hi Kitty, welcome back from Malaysia! Here at xboonx customs we make sure that the things you bought from Malaysia are safe and free from any illegal and/or dangerous substances like: Arsenic in foodstuffs; Cocaine powder; marijuana; heroine[with the exception of your sister, the little girl over there wearing her underpants over her pyjamas bottom]! This is a non-invasive, friendly and absolutely free service! No conditions or limitations[unlike in history source-based questions where you have to go and argue with the source to get 1 point. Which is completely pointless because if the source has limitations and cannot provide you with the full information it is a bad sorce and it should not even exist.]! Come join our simple pimple programme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, you hand in all the items from overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I will use a extra large microscope[no this is not an oxymoron] to view for suspiscious white particles on surface of items put forward.&lt;br /&gt;Then the items will be put into a high security room and x-ray for ....er...some things lah.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, suspiscious items will be detained without bail and will henceforth belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like your, you know, totally stupid and ugly and useless and abysmal and a facsimile of a sham of a shoe, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NIKE DUNKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gr[no, this is not the chemical symbol whatsit of a new element to be added into the periodic table. This is merely a sound of indignation. I am very full of indignosity and angstosity now.]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songping[u] bought a Father's Day card when she had 3 nice nice ones already for $7.80.  I feel quite appeased now. Please blame it on my sadistic nature.err.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111919341524124772?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111919341524124772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111919341524124772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111919341524124772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111919341524124772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/06/nike-dunk-shoes.html' title='Nike dunk shoes!'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111857085521170707</id><published>2005-06-12T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T03:23:55.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>I have 11 comprehension passages to do this holiday! -cheers and screams in excitement[not]! And 2 maths papers! And chinese! And Geog GRADED assignments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leips loan me VCDs! She is so weird, she puts her vcds backwards. Like her Shrek 2, she puts disc 2 first then disc 1 so I ended up watching the ending before I knew what was going on. hmm. She loaned me Lord of the Rings! The first one. I am trying to not hate it. But Elijah Woods really looks like Daniel Radcliffe, how come no one thinks so?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the birdpark pictures! Just not uploaded yet, sorry SILLY(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111857085521170707?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111857085521170707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111857085521170707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111857085521170707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111857085521170707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/06/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111721300156423625</id><published>2005-05-27T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T09:56:41.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flat potato</title><content type='html'>I am living in a parallel universe. I hereby thank everyone for making this June holiday possible as any more contact with the flat pear [as mentioned in ping's blog, please refer] will be SEVERELY &lt;b&gt;DETRIMENTAL&lt;/b&gt; to my mental health. And my mental health has deteriorated a whole ding-dang lot the past few days due to the presence of, err, well, [I CAN'T WRITE/TYPE that word down, I will pass out!!!] let's just say...INSECTS WITH A WINGSPAN OF AT LEAST 23789METRES AND HAVE BLOODY FREAKY PATTERNS ON THEM. My god, I feel peaky just THINKING about it....them. Maybe I should go consult a vet. What am I saying?! I don't mean vet I meant doctor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Noah had woodpeckers in his ark, where did he put them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he had hippopotamus too? And if he did, did he give them lime green blouses to wear? Also, did they have flat faces? And do they use bad grammar? Do they need voice lessons like margaret thatcher did?[I read that on Adrian mole] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, by now, you still do not know what I'm getting at, I suggest cyanide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111721300156423625?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111721300156423625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111721300156423625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111721300156423625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111721300156423625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/05/flat-potato.html' title='flat potato'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111582189926545361</id><published>2005-05-11T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T04:43:08.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody hall</title><content type='html'>Bloody &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;H&lt;s&gt;e&lt;/s&gt;all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why why why?! WHY?! I hate huang. I hate huang I hate huang. Modern dance have no bamboo. WHY THE HALL?! the dirty dusty leafy HALL?! Is he too wrapped up in his nose-picking to notice us perspiring like running taps after EACH dance?! Has he picked out his entire brain at some point while picking his nose?! Has he donated his cornea?! Or has seeing the scratches on our studio floor[made by HIM, might I add] turned his brains[if any] to potassium iodide?! [i don't know what potassium iodide is, actually, but it came out just now so I made something up for the chemical equation.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I solemnly swear that I will prattle on NON-STOP during dance. Even during centrework. I don't know why I am trying to accomadate him. Is it because of his charm? noooooo, it's because of CCA points! And if this doesn't yield any points/hours, I really will kill him. I will do a senace thing and call hitler back then tell him huang is a jew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err, on seconds thought, no. no, not senace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111582189926545361?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111582189926545361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111582189926545361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111582189926545361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111582189926545361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/05/bloody-hall.html' title='bloody hall'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111485299238440033</id><published>2005-04-30T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T02:39:35.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Happy Birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huwen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111485299238440033?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111485299238440033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111485299238440033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111485299238440033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111485299238440033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-birthday-huwen.html' title=''/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111450219654010346</id><published>2005-04-26T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:57:25.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>physics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I failed Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And mr.Gan hasn't even marked it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111450219654010346?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111450219654010346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111450219654010346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111450219654010346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111450219654010346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/physics.html' title='physics!'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111430904048677204</id><published>2005-04-23T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:28:53.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I passed maths! and other misc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I PASSED THE MATHS TEST!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; wahahaha. But didn't really have enough time. So I left the ratio theorem question blank. I learnt it for nothing. Bloody freakin' hell. Still...Songping did it and I TAUGHT HER! yay! -pats halo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog test, on the other hand, was crap. I didn't take into account the contours while drawing the dendritic pattern. Oh another hand [I have no hands left], tan shu-wei didn't take into account the coutours too, and if she didn't I certainly need not for HER test. Still. At least I didn't draw a trellis pattern unlike someone -looks at ling and gets duffed up by her. Taught Pingzzers how to remember the 5 chem weathering processes: He Obviously Cannot See Her: hydration, oxidation, carbonation, solution and hydrolysis.-pats halo again(: Hah I didn't learn mass movement and biological weathering and they didn't come out! As expected. -smiles smugly at ping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 2.4km too. Nearly died of boredom. And lack of oxygen. Tried to recall the steps in all the weathering, but all I could thing of was frost-action and oxidation. Which made it worse because oxidation reminds me of oxygen. Our school track needs more trees. Particularly those with high chlorophyll content and high rate of photosynthesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leips's dentist bought another &lt;strong&gt;CLOWN FISH&lt;/strong&gt;. Leips has, as usual, mindlessly named it nemo [the 3278190th].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111430904048677204?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111430904048677204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111430904048677204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111430904048677204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111430904048677204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-passed-maths-and-other-misc.html' title='I passed maths! and other misc.'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111371298806822770</id><published>2005-04-16T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:45:57.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marche!</title><content type='html'>YOOlalala. Dance people went to Marche to celebrate our double golds(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Lingguly and Leips at Bishan mrt then met kitty and Stellina at Somerset. Saw Vicky. We waited for about 10 years before realising that noone was going to come anytime soon so we went off. Saw Trisha and Poh Hian at the escalator so we walked with them to Heeren. Queued for free yoghurt strawberry ice-cream. Leips wouldn't take then she keep eating Stellina's. Walked around for awhile before going to Marche. Bought ham and cheese crepe! and an oreo cheesecake. Not very oreoy though. And neither was it very cheesy. still. Took table photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then paid and went to cineleisure to take neos -looks at leips and urges her to shut up. Saw debsy, Cheryl, Geraldine and some others I couldn't remember. Ran to Taka because it was raining. Hah. Saw these pair of butterfly earrings! Then bought drinks and left. Went to northpoint to get my bag. Then home! So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DOUBLE GOLD! double yayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no thanks to &lt;i&gt;HER&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drypers!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111371298806822770?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111371298806822770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111371298806822770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111371298806822770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111371298806822770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/marche.html' title='Marche!'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111371235797450634</id><published>2005-04-16T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:32:37.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=6&gt;we got gold.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111371235797450634?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111371235797450634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111371235797450634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111371235797450634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111371235797450634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111347499824201163</id><published>2005-04-14T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T03:36:38.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comtemporary dance SYF!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh my bloody hell. Please PLEASE PLEASE let us got Gold, at least. Or better yet, Gold with honours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Reached school at 6.30am, was kind of late because the rest &lt;i&gt;ji zhong&lt;/i&gt; already.  Then went to do &lt;i&gt;ji ben gong&lt;/i&gt;, only the barre work though. After that changed, tied out hair and put foundation. Went to Pan laoshi for the white stick and then to someone's mum for eyebrow and eyeliner, then to another mum for eyeshadow and glitter [eee]. I like the eyeshadow and glitter mum becuase she's very conscientious. Hah, halfway through, someone told me to hold something and the next thing I know, this stiff pokey thing was thrust into my hands. Zhuang lao shi bought all of us roses! But they all drooped by the end of the day anyway. I'm going to keep the petals until they rot.eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went queue for the hands. Huang traced the outline on my arms. haha, my hand went numb! He said," xing le!" with &lt;i&gt;xie2 ying1&lt;/i&gt; after he was done. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Then Mingzi coloured in with 4189 layers of paint. I counted. -nods seriously. Hah, I think mine was the nicest because Mingzi drew mine(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, put fake eyelashes [bleargh] and ji zhong to dance. huang was hilarious, he said," Ok, the last school finished dancing. Dance until very lousy." We couldn't stop laughing. Then we had to dance one last time before the competition. Then Zhuang lao shi went off for the last time. I miss her already:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can get gold.  or better yet, WITH HONOURS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111347499824201163?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111347499824201163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111347499824201163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111347499824201163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111347499824201163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/comtemporary-dance-syf.html' title='Comtemporary dance SYF!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111330264812145334</id><published>2005-04-12T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T03:44:08.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songping forced this upon me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SONG PING alone collected the MOST amount of money at flag-day [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;probable all snot from her runny nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;] and I TOTALLY DIG HER HOUSE  AND I AM SO JEALOUS OF HER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111330264812145334?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111330264812145334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111330264812145334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111330264812145334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111330264812145334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/songping-forced-this-upon-me.html' title='Songping forced this upon me'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111329986272463115</id><published>2005-04-12T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T03:09:25.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Dance SYF!</title><content type='html'>I hope chinese gets gold i hope chinese gets gold i hope chinese gets gold ihopechinesegetsgold ihopechinesegetsgold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out of lessons at 10.15 today(: Then took the bus to Kallang. We had to wait vair long to go up so we can watch the competition. There was this school that was really horrendous. Their dance was a modern one?! Even though today's was Chinese. I'm not going to name it, but it starts with an 'E'. I have &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; seen anything more horrible and I'm not the kind who go about using 'never' randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese dance was good(: I think we might get Gold! Well, they might, anyway. Modern dance is hopeless. Deyi was good. When they saw Huang at the stairs they greeted him so loud even Beethoven could hear. And as you all know, Beethoven is deaf and dead actually. I was blown off my socks. whoosh! they really respect him. Not like me. What's there to respect? How do you respect people who pick their noses and ears while teaching a class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to stay behind to watch NJC, but couldn't. I BOUGHT MY SUNBLOCK!!! Yeah! wahaha, Aiming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, I updated(: But I can't go into your blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111329986272463115?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111329986272463115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111329986272463115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111329986272463115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111329986272463115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/chinese-dance-syf.html' title='Chinese Dance SYF!'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-111320722262654501</id><published>2005-04-11T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T01:37:42.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>siaozabo, this is for you</title><content type='html'>TAN JING LIANG.&lt;br /&gt;please refrain from spewing rude stuffs in my guestbook. And I WILL make you your damned cornflakes! By the next decade, okay! See! I will! And also, please pay attention in chinese rather than vandalise your desk in front of "emperor old lion/emperor cut". It is vair obvious. It is so obvious that even my grandfather can see. And my granvati is dead, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I will be joining him soon when modern dance returns with a "thank you letter" from MOE[but a late one as we are so bad they wouldn't even bother to print one for us. it's too much of an inconvenience]. Oh my giddy god. If we get gold, I promise to stop practising blasphemy for the next ten years. PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor ping's out sick. And it's all my fault. But she got to miss yet another stupid comprehension we were made to do for the nth time where n&lt;7290.&lt;br /&gt;I think The Straits Times Life! section takes its daily horoscopes from yahoo astrology or astrology.com. Because both are the same. And they do not bode well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/i&gt; is so amazing. I like Mameha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went flag-selling on Saturday after swimming with pingzzers. Had to stand in the sun and I forgot to apply sunblock. I mean me. I'm like the sole sunblock worshipper in the world besides Aiming. I fully hold the sunblock in reverance. And I forgot to apply it. I got a bit of a sunburn. I hope that doesn't mean I'm liable to get skin cancer anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No homework today. Yay. tomorrow's Chinese Dance SYF. -prays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-111320722262654501?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/111320722262654501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=111320722262654501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111320722262654501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/111320722262654501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/04/siaozabo-this-is-for-you.html' title='siaozabo, this is for you'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-110950093306973369</id><published>2005-02-27T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T02:43:54.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what has the world gone to?</title><content type='html'>WHY DO I HAVE TO FORK OUT $150 to keep HUANG in our school? WE DO NOT, I repeat, NOT need him. I'd sooner kill myself of course, but apparently, you can die and they'll still take $150 out of your edusave.&lt;br /&gt;$150 is 10% of what that freak gets every year. AND it's shared among 80 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$150 x 80 =$12 000.&lt;br /&gt;$12 000/10 x 100=$120 000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT FREAK GETS $10 000 a MONTH for PICKING HIS NOSE and FLINGING the bogies away??? What is the school's admin staffs' brains made of? PEANUT BUTTER??!! ok, that sounds rude. But still. Would YOU pay $150 to someone to pick his nose? I know I wouldn't. Well, WHO pays $150 to a nose picking freak? Who thinks people shouldn't have fringes because a.) he doesn't HAVE enough hair to make fringes and b.) he said, and I quote,"it gets dirty when you sweat and will stick to your forehead. And it's also stinky."&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever occur to him that a.)when fringes get swaety, they stay ON the hair, NOT on the forehead, and b.)armpits sweat too? And he has armpit hair? And if that isn't stinky and dirty and all full of bacteria, I don't know what is. His pinky nail, perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-110950093306973369?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/110950093306973369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=110950093306973369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110950093306973369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110950093306973369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-has-world-gone-to.html' title='what has the world gone to?'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-110802930899459780</id><published>2005-02-10T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T01:55:08.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lu you zhi nan</title><content type='html'>I see something heading for the loos...my grades! It's zooming down the s-bend with moaning myrtle and the contents of an average toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-110802930899459780?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/110802930899459780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=110802930899459780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110802930899459780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110802930899459780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/02/lu-you-zhi-nan.html' title='lu you zhi nan'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-110784369485194002</id><published>2005-02-07T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:26:27.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Influenza</title><content type='html'>I got the flu yesterday, but I'm well already. Someone isn't though. My brother. He's now in the hospital because he's apparently stuffed a magnet into his nose. Which is not possible because he's got smaller nostrils than me and if i can't stuff a magnet into mine, he can't stuff one into his. I'll bet Huwen can though -grins cheekily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like new years. I only like pineapple tarts. Without pineapple. i.e. I only like tarts. OK! THAT SOUNDED WRONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowzzers, I have nine emails. Oh well, I never read them anyway. Because they're basically stupid stuffs that says send this to 317820 people if not a dead boy would visit you at 12 midnight tonight in your room. Oh really?12 midnight what time zone? Greenwich mean time? And when is TONIGHT, anyway? The night I got the mail? or the night I read it? My room? How do you know where my room is? How do you even know I have a room? Maybe I'm dead myself.&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/10274580-110784369485194002?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/110784369485194002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=110784369485194002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110784369485194002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110784369485194002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/02/influenza.html' title='Influenza'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-110716972001240687</id><published>2005-01-31T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T04:58:55.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday yanli!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YANLI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's a day late. Sorry. I can't see your tagboard lah. haha, wait for my letter! [312890 years later!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-110716972001240687?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/110716972001240687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=110716972001240687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110716972001240687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110716972001240687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-yanli.html' title='happy birthday yanli!'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-110700637540595540</id><published>2005-01-29T05:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T05:51:51.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Frog:)</title><content type='html'>My frog is very hilarious! She said, "I just ate a huge meal of crunchy bugs served in a mushroom sauce. I am so full that I think I might burst! I hope not as my mum would be very mad." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I laughed like a loon on loon tablets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance today was quite okay. OH! I bought m&amp;ms! I've forgotten about it! WOW.&lt;br /&gt;-looks at packet of m&amp;amp;ms in amazement and dazedly. [is that even a word? I think so.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindyzhuang says we can/must submit ideas for our costume! Wowzzers. I'm working with Aiming. Yay, that means I can push all the work to her and then write my name:)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Meanie-mo!&lt;br /&gt;But ahem, I think she will be happier if I don't help. For obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I have no artistic talents. Except for the fact that I can draw Molly Cule, but erm, EVERYONE can draw her. Everyone except Ying Jie, I mean. WHO HASN'T RETURN ME MY JIMMY NEUTRON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like going to the sculpture thing tomorrow...hmm...what to do what to do what to do.&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/10274580-110700637540595540?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/110700637540595540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=110700637540595540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110700637540595540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110700637540595540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-frog_29.html' title='My Frog:)'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-110673453510088375</id><published>2005-01-26T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T02:15:35.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I hate CHONG VING JIE. She haven't return me my Jimmy Neutron VCD and it's been, like, THREE MONTHS? Since a little after Rachel went? I hate her. Hahaha, but she promised to mek her vonderful cooties, I mean, cooKies for me as "reparations"! HAH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I just realised that if I hasn't chosen pure geog I would now probably be in the same class as Aiming. Not a good thing. Not because of the people inside[I know about 0.732 of them], but because of the **** *******. Ahhwell. I'm very very very very lucky. I have a quote! Here goes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;She who laughs last, laughs last&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Makes sense, doesn't it? &lt;br&gt;Dance is tiring. But never mind! I'm doing pre-pre-pre training for 2.4KM. I don't like the guy "teacher", he can't speak properly, like, got a lot of phlegm.eeeee. I can't wait for Saturday dance though. That's when we will get some REAL work done. Huang sits turn out. REALLY turned out. Kind of hilarious.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ving:I've blogged about you already lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-110673453510088375?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/110673453510088375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=110673453510088375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110673453510088375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110673453510088375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10274580.post-110655552730725367</id><published>2005-01-24T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T00:32:07.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanyang Poly </title><content type='html'>Tagged along with my sis to NYP's open house thingy. Lingg went too! It was fun;got a lot of free gifts, hahaha. Lingg loves the The Apprentice notebook!It's not even nice. She has no taste...well, can see that. She like sylvester. She took THREE sylvester flags from the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the "Poly Guide" in our door gift thingy and there was this pendent you could redeem in J8 so we rushed down there:D Wore it to the Horizon performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a gingerbread heart in the German Society place and Lingg sabotaged me at the Asia part. She made me do the something samping or samping something thing. It's like a sarong, only you tie a bun sort of thing at the side and stuff the loose end in. HAH! We are pros! Bun only mah. We tie buns every thursdays and tuesdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their pizza is nice. We collected 8 stamps and went to the lucky dip thing, but it wasn't even a dip lah. They take your ez-link card and scan it. errr. Lingg took this Macs magnet and I took an orange stuffed monkey for my brother and my sis took a macs mousepad. Ahhwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I hate Secondary Three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, please come back, we all miss you. It doesn't matter which combination you choose or which combination you get, just come back, even if it is only a visit. And don't miss ah-hock:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10274580-110655552730725367?l=xboonx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/feeds/110655552730725367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10274580&amp;postID=110655552730725367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110655552730725367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10274580/posts/default/110655552730725367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xboonx.blogspot.com/2005/01/nanyang-poly.html' title='Nanyang Poly '/><author><name>xboonx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272739783712329648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
