<?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-3148915639042163194</id><updated>2011-10-06T07:07:10.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookit!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-590838548061468165</id><published>2011-01-07T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T04:42:25.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of change</title><content type='html'>This entire week feels pretty much like Form 4 but the syllabus is different and we are lacking a Chemistry teacher (for now?)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wong looks so much better with his new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Skewl is going through some overhaul of sports season and the changes are new to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to grasp the concept of 'sports for all' since the secondary school body of D'sara is possibly 400+ students strong.&lt;br /&gt;How would one accommodate the immense number of students in only 4 compulsory sports?&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be hard to organise and carry through, in my opinion :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say my study mode isn't quite up to full throttle yet.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after i get old and turn 17, the fact that SPM looms above our heads will become more prominent D:&lt;br /&gt;I actually quite like my age at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cempaka Connect is pretty kewl i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the CMO person in the group.&lt;br /&gt;We dumped CEO on Qi-Shaun.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ANDREA IS HEAD OF RESEARCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this video.&lt;br /&gt;'tis super adorable, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/590838548061468165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/590838548061468165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2011/01/season-of-change.html' title='Season of change'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-2517264539218777432</id><published>2011-01-03T03:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T04:04:10.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear All;</title><content type='html'>i have decided to start blogging again because i think it would be amusing to track my emotional stability as SPM draws nearer.&lt;br /&gt;I expect the change to be extremely drastic and of course sudden. &lt;br /&gt;The posts prior to this are kept and i will probably visit them and think back to when i was not in Form 5 and on my way to misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is being an a-hole about skins.&lt;br /&gt;It's like make sure the img has the correct end tag which i then fixed.&lt;br /&gt;After that there was something about p with the correct end tag and i got through that&lt;br /&gt;There would always be some kind of crappy html problem in between my and my awesome skin of choice.&lt;br /&gt;I then tried to look for another skin but they all had some kind of html problem.&lt;br /&gt;Whatevs, i will settle for the blogger template with books as a BG since it's SPM year :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-7637196586063078886</id><published>2009-11-19T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T04:09:10.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Theories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I was going through my posts to delete the unfinished and unwanted drafts when i saw this old post from awhile back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When i say this draft i realized that it's been awhile since Qi Shaun went into epic speech mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just so happened to have the stuff below autosaved in a draft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those of you new to this, Shaun preaches about stuff lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are the two below i have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BEHIND THE NUMBER ZERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGRQn81fI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KlMpXd5iziM/s1600/Numbers_On_The_Rocks_by_EffysDream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGRQn81fI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KlMpXd5iziM/s400/Numbers_On_The_Rocks_by_EffysDream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405804190062401010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The number zero is believed to be the number of the null, nought and oh. It is said to behold nothing but emptyness and void. That aside, look at this single number 0, it is the only number that exists in everyday life and yet possesses the ability to impose more questions than answer questions. To us, we see this as the number of an empty function that proves to be of no use but i think it is much more. It is the number of God himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sure, the idea is far fetched, but this sole number baffles minds as if  it were supernatural. While the number can be seen and used, the true purpose of the number is unknown. Throughout time this number has been questioned by many math enthusiasts but all have come to the conclusion that it is nothing. Nothing cannot be nothing, nothing must be something. I consider  the number 0 the start and the end of time, life and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;0 begins as nothing, true, but when divided, turns to 1. Why? nothing when divided with nothing must make something right? Although a far fetched theory, why not? We have nuclear weapons, modern infrastructure that cannot be built with simple sticks and stones, so what stops us from believing 0 divided by 0 is something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If 0 divided by 0 equals to 1, then 1 is the start, the big bang. 1 is life. 1 as we know it, evolved to 100 and soon to 10000, but if we take the world back to 1, it will grow to 100 again and soon continue on its track, but when lets say 100 is turned to 0. 0 is nothing and therefore life will be void and that is when life ends, not when we return to 1 but to 0. This theory indicates that 0 is life, death and much more than what is thought to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;COMPOSITION WRITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGQ9FU-qI/AAAAAAAAAk4/PfkeFS2-tF8/s1600/Writing_by_LeoNn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGQ9FU-qI/AAAAAAAAAk4/PfkeFS2-tF8/s400/Writing_by_LeoNn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405804184816908962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Compositions represent a foundation in writing. Schools teach us how to write compositions and give ideas. Have a look at the compositions we learn today, Protect the environment, Stop global warming, Stop smoking. Truly, it is great that children and even us older students are writing this compositions with a message. Sad to say though, that the message we try to convey through our writing is just a thought and not an action. Teachers drill students everyday with consistent worksheets, each one asking an issue that needs to be addressed, but all we are doing is writing and not acting. In the end, the world won't change, not because the ideas are not there, no one wants to act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if you've read until here without scrolling down, you deserve a pat on the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the end of the year, all our minds are rotting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No homework no schoolwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just free time to kill :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a look at this puppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PUPPEH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVKBRZwumI/AAAAAAAAAlI/JNOs_BMV6IY/s1600/dscf1515_crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVKBRZwumI/AAAAAAAAAlI/JNOs_BMV6IY/s400/dscf1515_crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405808313439926882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i like cats too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just like dogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-7637196586063078886?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/7637196586063078886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=7637196586063078886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7637196586063078886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7637196586063078886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-was-going-through-my-posts-to.html' title='More Theories.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGRQn81fI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KlMpXd5iziM/s72-c/Numbers_On_The_Rocks_by_EffysDream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-6778832604372693383</id><published>2009-11-03T14:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:53:50.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A2guQYivZ6w&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A2guQYivZ6w&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it really funny okay.&lt;div&gt;The best was the chorus :D&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Christopher Walken FTW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-6778832604372693383?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/6778832604372693383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=6778832604372693383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6778832604372693383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6778832604372693383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-just-funny.html' title='It&apos;s just funny.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-8671367478947258929</id><published>2009-10-30T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:55:51.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Day.</title><content type='html'>I really have nothing much to do nowadays and quite a lot happened today. &lt;div&gt;Nothing major but kinda blog worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to blog about the stuff we did today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, Louis, Qi Shaun, Ga Luoh and I played Mission Red Planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kimberley ran away because she didn't want to play ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said it was because the explanation to the rules was boring and the game involved thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of Shaun's board games involve thinking lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's no escaping it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustrations on the cards were very cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they had steampunk ish kind of vibe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the day, we played Pack and Stack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not gonna explain much regarding the games so google yourselves if you want to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pack and Stack is absurdly fun and involves minimal thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurAxHZw1xI/AAAAAAAAAko/iDjhuGWczPQ/s1600-h/mission-red-box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurAxHZw1xI/AAAAAAAAAko/iDjhuGWczPQ/s400/mission-red-box.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398339053390190354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mission Red Planet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurH3XDjDfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/_S91LPkxTX8/s1600-h/display.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurH3XDjDfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/_S91LPkxTX8/s400/display.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398346857252589042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pack and Stack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You should be able to kind of get how to play it from the image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's super simple and really entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,  Ju Deh, Louis, Qi Shaun and Azim tried to lift Bryan W with only 2 fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's when each of them interlaced their fingers and extended the index and middle finger to form a sort of gun shape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure all of you know this trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurAw0VAYBI/AAAAAAAAAkg/dPZIXNU4gmY/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurAw0VAYBI/AAAAAAAAAkg/dPZIXNU4gmY/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398339048269963282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they put their fingers underneath both his arms and knees and tried to lift him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most times, the first attempt is a huge &lt;b&gt;FAIL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, they place their hands over the person's head in a stack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their hands don't touch each other or the person's head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They kind of make this circular motion with their hands and say stuff about Bryan being super light. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure enough, they lifted Bryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan was like WOAH HOW DID YOU GUYS DO THAT!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, Azim got lifted. Same outcome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only thing, they dropped him back onto the chair and he now prolly has a sore butt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today after school, Louis, Jude and I ran to 7-11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, ran. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something funny happened while we were running up the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; arrow represents me, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; is Jude and &lt;u&gt;black&lt;/u&gt; is Louis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 2 cars on the right were parked by the cement barrier between the hill part and the car on the left was stationary, waiting to move down the hill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i drew up a diagram in 2 minutes for the fun of it, since i had my colourful pens within reach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i apologize for the ugleh cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The arrows are which way we were running and the circle with the x in it is where a collision occurred or the point of intersection :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay, Loci. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurAwkX1xnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zWZDDZ9gMOw/s1600-h/img000106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurAwkX1xnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zWZDDZ9gMOw/s400/img000106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398339043986884210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways, while i was running in a straight line, Jude was running in between cars.&lt;div&gt;As i ran past a car, he came out of nowhere and ran into me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sort of ducked and lunged away and grazed the side of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The side windows of the car were rolled down and Ju Deh rammed into them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His elbow went into the car.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stood there in shock from the impact and went "ohmygod! i'm sorry!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I jogged away half laughing, half screaming SORRRYYYYY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jude apologized, ran away, ran back then apologized more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis agreed that he came out or nowhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel bad because i kinda hit the car :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was mainly the victim of a flash mob, with only one person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the more i think about it, the funnier it gets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly Jane, you left your laptop &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; blazer in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk tsk :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-8671367478947258929?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/8671367478947258929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=8671367478947258929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/8671367478947258929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/8671367478947258929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-day.html' title='Nothing Day.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SurAxHZw1xI/AAAAAAAAAko/iDjhuGWczPQ/s72-c/mission-red-box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5185692074289596385</id><published>2009-10-29T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T04:54:04.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity Daaay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i haven'y blogged in ages. &lt;/div&gt;Today was charity day by Form 3 and i got word that after a serious money counting session, the food people made over RM 1000 :)&lt;div&gt;i helped but major props to Ashleigh and Amanda Koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never in my life have i appreciated the power of &lt;b&gt;root beer floats &lt;/b&gt;and their capability to make money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sul_qof5ScI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Jq9lW79qS34/s1600-h/2258234559_79a6094b42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sul_qof5ScI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Jq9lW79qS34/s400/2258234559_79a6094b42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397985998782679490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like root beer floats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also the presence of &lt;u&gt;mustard&lt;/u&gt; when selling hot dogs is highly desirable when you want to make quick bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard so many people go :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Person A : "What? four Ringgit for a hot dog?! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Person B : "But they have &lt;b&gt;mustard.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Person A : "Yea. You're right. I'ma get one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Person B : "Me too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, RM 4 is pricey but it's for charity. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out front, at the house, the boys were washing cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The perfect theme song for them would be Milkshake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't deny it because i know you agree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drying was out by the side of the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RM 10 for wash and vacuum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i helped out a little by whacking the floor mats against a lamp post and cleaning roofs and windows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cars mainly belonged to teachers and i remember this particular blue Proton Satria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The roof was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;super dirty &lt;/span&gt;and no matter how many times i tried to wipe the dust off, nothing came off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dust was just there and would not go away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just gave up after a few times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Washing people didn't wash it off properly and no amount of wiping would get it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unloading the stuff in people's cars was very entertaining to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found all kinds of things like shoes and random wrenches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the guys are super sun burnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cept Qi Shaun, he's prolly at his maximum skin darkness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; black, just dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was gewd and tomorrow is prolly gonna be a nothing day where we all play various board games :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5185692074289596385?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5185692074289596385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5185692074289596385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5185692074289596385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5185692074289596385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/10/charity-ftw.html' title='Charity Daaay.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sul_qof5ScI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Jq9lW79qS34/s72-c/2258234559_79a6094b42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-6458941713799672223</id><published>2009-10-20T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T06:55:43.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesomeness</title><content type='html'>This video is so cool.&lt;div&gt;Dayan showed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's this guy taping himself playing the drums and piano, one note at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he then reuses the clips and compiles them to make a song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it must have been epicly time consuming but the end product is cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't focus on the wierd hair and clothes :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the story behind it is, when wearing the tux, he should be playing the piano and vice versa for the drums and shorts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JzqumbhfxRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JzqumbhfxRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cool right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just me or is it damn funny when he goes AAAH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-6458941713799672223?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/6458941713799672223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=6458941713799672223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6458941713799672223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6458941713799672223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesomeness.html' title='Awesomeness'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-7490794075914319839</id><published>2009-10-18T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:33:14.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>i got tagged by Elina on fb.&lt;div&gt;i think making notes is troublesome so i'm doing the tag here :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;1.What was the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;2.Where was your profile picture taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elina's house &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;3.Can you play Guitar Hero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;4.Name someone who made you laugh today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;5.How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'bout 11 something and i was using the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;6.If you could move somewhere else, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;7. Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;8. Which of your friends lives closest to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;9. Do you believe ex's can be friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;10. How do you feel about Dr Pepper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds gross. never had any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;11. When was the last time you cried really hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;12. Who took your profile picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;13. Who was the last person you took a picture of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i hardly take my camera anwhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;14. Was yesterday better than today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;15. Can you live a day without tv?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;what happened to question 16?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got sucked into a black hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;18. Are you a bad influence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;19. Night out or night in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;20. What items could you not go without during the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my glasses. i need to see. clothes. duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't staying the last time so, none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;22. What does the last text message in your inbox say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Club med cherating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;23. How do you feel about your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;24. Do you hate anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;25. If we were to look in your Facebook Inbox, what would we find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing. i always delete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;28. What song is stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;29. Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 a.m., who do you want it to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want someone to knock on my window at 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;30.Wanna have grand kids before you’re 50?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe at 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;31. Name something you have to do tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;32. Do you think too much or too little?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it really depends on what i'm thinking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;the end. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-7490794075914319839?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/7490794075914319839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=7490794075914319839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7490794075914319839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7490794075914319839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3251640162828692392</id><published>2009-10-13T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:33:49.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post PMR :)</title><content type='html'>okay, PMR is over and i am very happy.&lt;div&gt;i don't want to talk about it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PMR is depressing and wasted our youth away so i'm going to blog to try and get some back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is having her piano class right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class is tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my freedom hasn't been shifted into full gear yet because i have to take my Grade 8 exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kind of have to study my theory and stuff my sheet music into my memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate terms so much. I wish they were in english. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anways, yesterday, i went to Jane's house and walked to Chilis at BSC with Jane, Kimberley, Ju-Deh, Louis and Bryan W.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah came along later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate alot of starters while Jude and Louis ordered these bigass burgers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were maybe 5 inches thick or more :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis ate his in layers and Jude tried eating his normally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think Louis won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked around for awhile then went back to Jane's to laze around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched Austin Powers movie intros and Glee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to get the latest episodes from Bryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jane was like SIMS 3 SIMS 3 SIMS 3! I AM GOING TO BUY SIMS 3 TODAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then she couldn't because of her mom's car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel sorry for her but i also kinda want to laugh :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poor Jane...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post PMR status is very surreal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like i have nothing to do now :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have pictures of happy animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like happy animals :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwDVN6IZI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ABF1O-qlUY0/s1600-h/happy-dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwDVN6IZI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ABF1O-qlUY0/s400/happy-dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392339331383435666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwCz8n-4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/rDzrsKM5GL4/s1600-h/happycat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwCz8n-4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/rDzrsKM5GL4/s400/happycat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392339322452573058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwCvIgRUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/LTzJ3vI2Byg/s1600-h/happy-fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwCvIgRUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/LTzJ3vI2Byg/s400/happy-fish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392339321160222018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwCHb8ZVI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Ernc2F2NsPM/s1600-h/happy+lizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwCHb8ZVI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Ernc2F2NsPM/s400/happy+lizard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392339310504338770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwBrzl2VI/AAAAAAAAAjg/P7YXx_BqFl4/s1600-h/3469181568_02139965ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwBrzl2VI/AAAAAAAAAjg/P7YXx_BqFl4/s400/3469181568_02139965ce.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392339303087331666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happy gecko and the happy bird have very nice open mouth smileys :D&lt;br /&gt;Kim, i know the bird creeps you out, but it's just you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY POST PMR TO FORM THREE PEOPLE ACROSS THE COUNTRY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3251640162828692392?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3251640162828692392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3251640162828692392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3251640162828692392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3251640162828692392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-pmr.html' title='Post PMR :)'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/StVwDVN6IZI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ABF1O-qlUY0/s72-c/happy-dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5638670013507535227</id><published>2009-10-04T01:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:20:51.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google wins?</title><content type='html'>on MLIA ( http://mylifeisaverage.com ) there are statements like FML ( http://fmylife.com )&lt;div&gt;MLIA is about random stuff in people's average day-to-day lives like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today, my friends and I went our to dinner and had a super hot waiter named Aslan. We all left him out numbers, but next to mine I put "For Narnia!" Guess which one of us he called? &lt;b&gt;MLIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML is about people who have horrible things happen to them like this : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today, during the opening night performance of our schools musical, while I wasn't on stage I decided to use the restroom. I came out to find two of my fellow actresses putting their hands over my mouth. Apparently, I had left my microphone on and everyone heard me using the restroom. &lt;b&gt;FML&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;on MLIA, there are these statements about the battle between Google and Yahoo like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today I read an MLIA about the Yahoo Vs. Google craze, so I tried it myself. I typed in "I love it when" and Yahoo replied "I love it when I win at something", Google replied "I love it when I see a fat guy in a chicken suit". Google: 1, Yahoo: 0. &lt;b&gt;MLIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried it too!&lt;div&gt;i couldn't think of something to type in so i used names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i typed in Bonnie is and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i eventually got to Bryan is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SshjcUYxstI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ynp-wMWbY-8/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SshjcUYxstI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ynp-wMWbY-8/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388666292308914898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does Google win? you decide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i laughed. Sorry Bryan :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note that there are 132,000,000 more results for 'bryan is fat' than 'bryan is in the kitchen'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5638670013507535227?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5638670013507535227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5638670013507535227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5638670013507535227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5638670013507535227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/10/google-wins.html' title='Google wins?'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SshjcUYxstI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ynp-wMWbY-8/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-7771164224183737970</id><published>2009-09-28T05:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T05:30:26.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Conan...</title><content type='html'>i am deathly allergic to cats.&lt;div&gt;but that doesn't mean i can't watch cute videos of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Meet Conan :) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G429n-UR1og&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G429n-UR1og&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-7771164224183737970?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/7771164224183737970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=7771164224183737970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7771164224183737970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7771164224183737970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-conan.html' title='Meet Conan...'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5655811747762002551</id><published>2009-09-24T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:09:52.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sry3SqoUxOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CaW5PsEALhY/s1600-h/img000099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sry3SqoUxOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CaW5PsEALhY/s400/img000099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385380785737221346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;click the image to view larger version. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so 'meh' about that advert in the Star newspaper i saw a few days back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i scanned it to preserve it from the ravages of time :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit though, it's kinda funny :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As one can plainly see, there are a couple &lt;b&gt;redonkulous&lt;/b&gt; plagiarised versions of the iPhone and the Blackberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can also see the 3 stripe check sign at the top right corner, meaning all that is M'sian made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not dissing the people who manufacture those things but come on, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Blueberry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you haven't clicked the picture, under the made in M'sia symbol it says : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buatan Malaysia. PILIHAN BIJAK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pilihan bijak really is in uppercase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysia makes awesome stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that up there is far from the Top 10 list, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't be too upset, iPhone and Blackberry fans :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope the government authorities don't come after me for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My piano got tuned yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very jakun when it comes to the inside of my piano so i watched him tune it the entire time...&lt;br /&gt;which was about 40 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took pictures this time :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, my camera sucks.&lt;br /&gt;His name is Mr. Tan and he plays very well. &lt;div&gt;he makes everything sound epic with pedalling.&lt;br /&gt;he's also really nice and tuned my piano up real' good. &lt;div&gt;i could hear the difference when playing afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;if you want him to tune your piano because he's awesome and really thorough and nice i can give you his number.&lt;br /&gt;it's RM80 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrxawyNyuHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/cwk07EudAeI/s1600-h/IMG_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrxawyNyuHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/cwk07EudAeI/s400/IMG_1853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279048588114034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tan doing his job, which he seems to like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrxawngG5-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/azCZQH6wEDs/s1600-h/IMG_1854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrxawngG5-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/azCZQH6wEDs/s400/IMG_1854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279045712144354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wood panels off my piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrxawABVuPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/vnGIGwYuvts/s1600-h/IMG_1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrxawABVuPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/vnGIGwYuvts/s400/IMG_1857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279035114109170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he uses this sprocket wrench thingy and pieces of sponge or something to put between the strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Srxav9Ky6WI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oXuN5SgLt2Y/s1600-h/IMG_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Srxav9Ky6WI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oXuN5SgLt2Y/s400/IMG_1870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279034348464482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano guts without flash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrxavebTY5I/AAAAAAAAAio/5_qSFOZH5Iw/s1600-h/IMG_1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrxavebTY5I/AAAAAAAAAio/5_qSFOZH5Iw/s400/IMG_1860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279026096202642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piano guts with flash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My piano is an antique German piano which was assembled in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's shined up to a matte polish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it says Gershwin underneath the sheet music pop out rack thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Mr. Tan says pianos from China are made of plywood and that they suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently the plug that gives electricity to the heater wasn't in for who knows how long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was a risk of everything in my piano getting mouldy D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the plug was in but it wasn't connected properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to everyone who has a piano, CHECK YOUR HEATER PLUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it's about a thousand to two thousand to replace mouldy keys :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one wants to waste 2k because of a disconnected plug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, i don't think many people want to buy a knock-off iPhone or a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Blueberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5655811747762002551?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5655811747762002551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5655811747762002551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5655811747762002551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5655811747762002551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-really.html' title='oh really?'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sry3SqoUxOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CaW5PsEALhY/s72-c/img000099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-4435468850298781755</id><published>2009-09-18T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:52:42.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'mma let you finish</title><content type='html'>Okay, ever since Kanye West's breakout at the VMAs dissing Taylor Swift, i knew some kind of internet thing was going to happen.&lt;div&gt;And also, Geekologie knew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I present to you KANYELICIO.US&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrRrfu0vAnI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XtEsQRbtUWs/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrRrfu0vAnI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XtEsQRbtUWs/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383045647503917682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;just put &lt;b&gt;http://kanyelicious.appspot.com&lt;/b&gt; in front of a full url like this : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://kanyelicious.appspot.com/http://bon-niee.blogspot.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you get this hilarious picture overlay over whatever site you stick it to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's another. See the internet as Kanye West sees the internet :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrRwpuSPjJI/AAAAAAAAAig/jO0uEYjlXDI/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrRwpuSPjJI/AAAAAAAAAig/jO0uEYjlXDI/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383051316716080274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a pair of those glasses :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-4435468850298781755?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/4435468850298781755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=4435468850298781755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4435468850298781755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4435468850298781755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/09/imma-let-you-finish.html' title='I&apos;mma let you finish'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SrRrfu0vAnI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XtEsQRbtUWs/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3613201045545283809</id><published>2009-09-09T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:41:35.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Theories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Today, I was going through my posts to delete the unfinished and unwanted drafts when i saw this old post from awhile back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When i say this draft i realized that it's been awhile since Qi Shaun went into epic speech mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i just so happened to have the stuff below autosaved in a draft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Those of you new to this, Shaun knows what he believes in and talks about it in an almost preachy manner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You get used to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes Kim, i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Swoon, Keyshone. shuttup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;These are the two below i have today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEHIND THE NUMBER ZERO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGRQn81fI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KlMpXd5iziM/s1600/Numbers_On_The_Rocks_by_EffysDream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGRQn81fI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KlMpXd5iziM/s400/Numbers_On_The_Rocks_by_EffysDream.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405804190062401010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The number zero is believed to be the number of the null, nought and oh. It is said to behold nothing but emptyness and void. That aside, look at this single number 0, it is the only number that exists in everyday life and yet possesses the ability to impose more questions than answer questions. To us, we see this as the number of an empty function that proves to be of no use but i think it is much more. It is the number of God himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sure, the idea is far fetched, but this sole number baffles minds as if  it were supernatural. While the number can be seen and used, the true purpose of the number is unknown. Throughout time this number has been questioned by many math enthusiasts but all have come to the conclusion that it is nothing. Nothing cannot be nothing, nothing must be something. I consider  the number 0 the start and the end of time, life and death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0 begins as nothing, true, but when divided, turns to 1. Why? nothing when divided with nothing must make something right? Although a far fetched theory, why not? We have nuclear weapons, modern infrastructure that cannot be built with simple sticks and stones, so what stops us from believing 0 divided by 0 is something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If 0 divided by 0 equals to 1, then 1 is the start, the big bang. 1 is life. 1 as we know it, evolved to 100 and soon to 10000, but if we take the world back to 1, it will grow to 100 again and soon continue on its track, but when lets say 100 is turned to 0. 0 is nothing and therefore life will be void and that is when life ends, not when we return to 1 but to 0. This theory indicates that 0 is life, death and much more than what is thought to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMPOSITION WRITING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGQ9FU-qI/AAAAAAAAAk4/PfkeFS2-tF8/s1600/Writing_by_LeoNn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGQ9FU-qI/AAAAAAAAAk4/PfkeFS2-tF8/s400/Writing_by_LeoNn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405804184816908962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Compositions represent a foundation in writing. Schools teach us how to write compositions and give ideas. Have a look at the compositions we learn today, Protect the environment, Stop global warming, Stop smoking. Truly, it is great that children and even us older students are writing this compositions with a message. Sad to say though, that the message we try to convey through our writing is just a thought and not an action. Teachers drill students everyday with consistent worksheets, each one asking an issue that needs to be addressed, but all we are doing is writing and not acting. In the end, the world won't change, not because the ideas are not there, no one wants to act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The end.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;if you've read until here without scrolling down, you deserve a pat on the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;At the end of the year, all our minds are rotting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;No homework no schoolwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Just free time to kill :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Take a look at this puppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;PUPPEH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVKBRZwumI/AAAAAAAAAlI/JNOs_BMV6IY/s1600/dscf1515_crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVKBRZwumI/AAAAAAAAAlI/JNOs_BMV6IY/s400/dscf1515_crop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405808313439926882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute :)&lt;div&gt;i like cats too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just like dogs &lt;u&gt;more. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3613201045545283809?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3613201045545283809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3613201045545283809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3613201045545283809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3613201045545283809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-theories.html' title='More Theories.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SwVGRQn81fI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KlMpXd5iziM/s72-c/Numbers_On_The_Rocks_by_EffysDream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-1076939619154612338</id><published>2009-09-06T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:13:14.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These past 2 days have been kinda meh for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came down with a fever around 3-ish yesterday and slept it off in 15 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i think it's coming back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much to blog about so i'm doing this survey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;INSTRUCTIONS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Colour the statements that are &lt;b&gt;true&lt;/b&gt; to you.&lt;br /&gt;b) Underline the statements that you &lt;u&gt;WISH&lt;/u&gt; are true.&lt;br /&gt;c) Leave the fibs alone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; italicize &lt;/span&gt;the ones i don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) I do not watch tv these days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;5) I have tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;6) I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8) I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;9) I curse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10) I’m totally smart.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11) I’ve broken someone’s bones.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12) I’m paranoid sometimes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13) I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14) I need money right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15) I love sushi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16) I talk really really fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) I have long hair.&lt;br /&gt;18) I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;19) I have at least one sibling.&lt;br /&gt;20) I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;21) I couldn’t survive without Caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;22) I like the way i look.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23) I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24) I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25) I have a hidden talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;26) I’m always hyper.&lt;br /&gt;27)I have a lot of friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;28) I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29) I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;31) I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;32) Enjoy window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;33)I would rather shop than eat&lt;br /&gt;34)I don't hate anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;35) I’m a pretty good dancer.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) I’m completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37) I have a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;38) I believe in God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;br /&gt;40) I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;41) I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;42) I’ve rejected someone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;43)I want to have children in the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;45) I’ve called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;46) I’m not allergic to anything.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47) I have a lot to learn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) I’m shy around members of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;49)I have made a move on friends' significant other or crush in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50) I have tried alcohol before.&lt;br /&gt;51) I own the South Park movie.&lt;br /&gt;52) I would die for my best friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;54) I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;55) I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;56) Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;57) I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;58) I am happy at this moment!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) I’m obsessed with shoes.&lt;br /&gt;60) I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I’ve ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;61) I study for tests most of the time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;62) I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;64) I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;65) I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;66) I love sea turtles.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;68) I Plan on achieving a major goal &amp;amp; dream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;69) I’m proficient in a musical instrument. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;70) I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;71) I love sci-fi movies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72) I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;73) I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;74) I like sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;75) I love kisses. as in Hershey, then yes. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;76) I fall for the worst people&lt;br /&gt;77) I adore bright colours&lt;br /&gt;78) I can’t live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;79) I don’t know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80) I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;81) I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;br /&gt;82) I can whistle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;83) I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake’s slither.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;84) I have ridden/owned a horse. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85) I still have every journal I’ve written in.- i've lost a few&lt;br /&gt;86) I can’t stick to a diet.&lt;br /&gt;87) I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;88) I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;br /&gt;89) I have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;90) Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;91) I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;92) I can’t stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;93) I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;94) &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; cosplay or &lt;b&gt;know what cosplaying is.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;96) I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;97) I’m an artist.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98) I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;99) I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;100) I love being happy. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tag anyone who has a blog and reads this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go go go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-1076939619154612338?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/1076939619154612338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=1076939619154612338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/1076939619154612338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/1076939619154612338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/09/100-things.html' title='100 things'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-2669686841134280487</id><published>2009-08-25T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:00:31.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Om nom nom nom.</title><content type='html'>Went to Decanter after extra class today with Jane and Bryan W.&lt;br /&gt;so entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;i have this very retarded video recorded with my phone.&lt;div&gt;which i will not upload because someone will get angry :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPajKf64yI/AAAAAAAAAiA/6TpfislYwLs/s1600-h/25-08-09_1507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPajKf64yI/AAAAAAAAAiA/6TpfislYwLs/s400/25-08-09_1507.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373879078031647522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jane eating her lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Sir Eats-A-Lot had a chicken mushroom pie and a calzone.&lt;br /&gt;a calzone is a pizza folded in half on itself, then baked. kind of.&lt;br /&gt;be amazed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPair46siI/AAAAAAAAAh4/imnr6erMSEk/s1600-h/25-08-09_1450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPair46siI/AAAAAAAAAh4/imnr6erMSEk/s400/25-08-09_1450.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373879069814993442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan eating his pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPaiMwtRVI/AAAAAAAAAhw/32bJrsqv5mA/s1600-h/25-08-09_1504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPaiMwtRVI/AAAAAAAAAhw/32bJrsqv5mA/s400/25-08-09_1504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373879061459060050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Calzone in comparison to mine and Jane's hand.&lt;br /&gt;please note that 1 corner is already missing :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPah7XWwsI/AAAAAAAAAho/8_o8spJaD78/s1600-h/25-08-09_1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPah7XWwsI/AAAAAAAAAho/8_o8spJaD78/s400/25-08-09_1506.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373879056789324482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan devouring the calzone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPahdaX8AI/AAAAAAAAAhg/p7bAiY41UU4/s1600-h/25-08-09_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPahdaX8AI/AAAAAAAAAhg/p7bAiY41UU4/s400/25-08-09_1515.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373879048748920834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;no one helped him eat his food. &lt;div&gt;he also claimed to still be hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the calzone and pie are doomed to the fate of digestion in Bryan's bottomless stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he eats wayyy too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-2669686841134280487?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/2669686841134280487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=2669686841134280487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/2669686841134280487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/2669686841134280487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/08/om-nom-nom-nom.html' title='Om nom nom nom.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SpPajKf64yI/AAAAAAAAAiA/6TpfislYwLs/s72-c/25-08-09_1507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-4656403573532861278</id><published>2009-08-16T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:58:49.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Literal Photographs.</title><content type='html'>Found these pics on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;they're kinda funny, in a really lame way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUOVmznKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/sV5V7Ck3b9I/s1600-h/well+well+well.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUOVmznKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/sV5V7Ck3b9I/s400/well+well+well.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370494423445773474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, well, well, what do we have here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Extremely literal photos, and lousy puns :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUNrMpEWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/bngV0_93oQE/s1600-h/thumb+drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUNrMpEWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/bngV0_93oQE/s400/thumb+drive.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370494412061741410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thumb Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUNBo17gI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bMHWIB3LPiY/s1600-h/minigolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUNBo17gI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bMHWIB3LPiY/s400/minigolf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370494400905735682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mini Golf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUMgJDwAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/I6SQbD2xntw/s1600-h/pie+chart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUMgJDwAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/I6SQbD2xntw/s400/pie+chart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370494391914053634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pie Chart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSN8LPrHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Irng6Jb1TO4/s1600-h/lawn+chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSN8LPrHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Irng6Jb1TO4/s400/lawn+chair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370492217596030066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lawn Chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSNc6YWiI/AAAAAAAAAgw/bpVPKeIY2jM/s1600-h/house+of+crds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSNc6YWiI/AAAAAAAAAgw/bpVPKeIY2jM/s400/house+of+crds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370492209203796514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;House of Cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSM7DVa6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/j9_BNw2FnJ8/s1600-h/gun+fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSM7DVa6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/j9_BNw2FnJ8/s400/gun+fire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370492200114547618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gun Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSMfH289I/AAAAAAAAAgg/cAN9VfDtqYI/s1600-h/firefox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSMfH289I/AAAAAAAAAgg/cAN9VfDtqYI/s400/firefox.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370492192617329618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firefox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSL1Q_d3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/Hg3LfIB6eQA/s1600-h/falcon+kick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofSL1Q_d3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/Hg3LfIB6eQA/s400/falcon+kick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370492181381347186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Falcon Kick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe237EQe9I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/uqJ5F6LQqak/s1600-h/cameltoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe237EQe9I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/uqJ5F6LQqak/s400/cameltoe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462152527215570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camel Toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe23SpzcMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8dD6aiNjFYU/s1600-h/big+ass+chain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe23SpzcMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8dD6aiNjFYU/s400/big+ass+chain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462141678842050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Ass Chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe22ZGElMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/QgYXNetekHg/s1600-h/baby+on+board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe22ZGElMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/QgYXNetekHg/s400/baby+on+board.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462126228149442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby on Board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe22IFUjNI/AAAAAAAAAf4/QUZBl3pZKWw/s1600-h/asshole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe22IFUjNI/AAAAAAAAAf4/QUZBl3pZKWw/s400/asshole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462121661598930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe21aAHFtI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IEhkYAc-PkI/s1600-h/1+horse+power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Soe21aAHFtI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IEhkYAc-PkI/s400/1+horse+power.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462109291714258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Horse Power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i like falcon kick the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;epic pwn'age by falcon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and yes, the mini golf one is mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i blame the internet :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-4656403573532861278?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/4656403573532861278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=4656403573532861278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4656403573532861278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4656403573532861278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/08/literal-photographs.html' title='Literal Photographs.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SofUOVmznKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/sV5V7Ck3b9I/s72-c/well+well+well.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5540933730995795907</id><published>2009-08-11T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T06:18:31.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Universe Theorems.</title><content type='html'>We've all thought about the beginning and the end of the universe.&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun is the only one who cares enough to type his theories out for me on MSN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;partly because he always forgets to tell me by word of mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, so his efforts won't go to waste, i'm pasting his theories on my blog, open to the world wide web, like his epic speeches and war rally briefings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't take the stuff he says too seriously but do take time to read them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i agree with most of what he has theorized... to some extent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trying to understand the universe is nigh impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cept for &lt;u&gt;CHUCK NORRIS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE UNIVERSE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SoFkaX0vD1I/AAAAAAAAAfo/gtW7eziuaMA/s1600-h/universe_by_edashiba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SoFkaX0vD1I/AAAAAAAAAfo/gtW7eziuaMA/s400/universe_by_edashiba.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368682635036921682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, we are small. How small are we? We don't exist. True, science proves that we exist but to what extent? We live in a universe, a spiral galaxy and we have spotted others but if the universe compared to us remains in this state, unexplored, unknown and unseen, where are we really? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now, look at it this way. Through science, we have proved that the universe exists and from what our ancestors have said, we are the centre of the universe, God's children. But look, are we really what we think we are? Science has also proved that we have small things living amongst us, things we cannot see. They call them micro-organisms and they make up what we are today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Look at the single-cell organisms that exist inside us and around us, what are they? They, to me, are not what we call protoplasm and some extra bits thrown together. No, they are microverses that we cannot even imagine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the microverse, there are people or aliens that make the unbelievable believable and they would see the same things we see. Now, God hasn't given us the gift of total knowledge for a reason. The reason being, there is no end to it. If this theory is true, there is no end to life, and we may be the small atom of a cell that makes up a bigger creature, something we can never see in  eternities beyond. That is why he is God right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY WE ARE WHAT WE ARE TODAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( No pic because Adam and Eve are nekkid )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think, in everyones respect, if Adam and Eve are our prime humans, then God must do this to all the things he creates. Those who pass the test will have an advantage in knowledge, technology and so on. In  our case, we failed the test since Adam took the apple. That is where we are today right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; WAR HEROES &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SoFkaIwq23I/AAAAAAAAAfg/V7zSBAtfhxI/s1600-h/Adolf_Hitler_by_koenta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 385px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SoFkaIwq23I/AAAAAAAAAfg/V7zSBAtfhxI/s400/Adolf_Hitler_by_koenta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368682630993337202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We see them as heroes right? Otherwise, what are they? They are the same people we are, nothing special or Godlike. So why do we call them Heroes? Because to people they are seen as either tyrants or saints. To me, they are just another person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Everybody is a hero, with his or her own story to tell, full of life changing content and sorrow. Those who we remember in textbooks, never did anything. We remember them as people who threaten nations and conquer, but if you were in that position, what difference would it make. To me, its just another part of your life, but for heroes, someone wanted to copy their life's story and paste it in a History book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; HISTORY &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SoFkZsCJZyI/AAAAAAAAAfY/deQiHxqCa5Y/s1600-h/105dec2a3cca4321c6c32e9fe7d1a0ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SoFkZsCJZyI/AAAAAAAAAfY/deQiHxqCa5Y/s1600-h/105dec2a3cca4321c6c32e9fe7d1a0ff.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SoFkZsCJZyI/AAAAAAAAAfY/deQiHxqCa5Y/s400/105dec2a3cca4321c6c32e9fe7d1a0ff.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368682623282013986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;History happens for a reason. NEVER change history. This may sound religious or something, but if things didn't happen what would? If i were given the power to change time, I wouldn't change anything because a single change can alter the universe. People who are seeking time travel, that will remain their destiny but the funny thing is, you cannot change time. Even going back in time, to change time, you have already done that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt; the end &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to all those who made it to this part, not by scrolling down but by actually reading the theories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, going about profound things such as the creation of the universe is just for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just a roundabout conversation about how it all started and how it's all going to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think about this kind of stuff in the car on long drives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys are going to end up thinking about The Universe now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5540933730995795907?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5540933730995795907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5540933730995795907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5540933730995795907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5540933730995795907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/08/universe-theorems.html' title='Universe Theorems.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SoFkaX0vD1I/AAAAAAAAAfo/gtW7eziuaMA/s72-c/universe_by_edashiba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-352569449052319179</id><published>2009-08-07T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:16:22.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Perspective</title><content type='html'>is it Panic or Panic! now?&lt;div&gt;because i just went to their site and they put the exclamation mark back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, Panic/Panic! has a new song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's called New Perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brendon sounds dreamy as usual :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's very Fever-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i prefer Pretty.Odd.'s style though. it's more origional and happy-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i can't wait for Young Veins' debut album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll get a more Pretty.Odd. ish feel from Ryan and Jon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brendon and Spencer shall continue on with the Fever kind of sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Perspective is a nice song :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a cute kitteh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sn0Nev-dS_I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/erTyU5oL8lk/s1600-h/funny-pictures-ninja-cat-attacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sn0Nev-dS_I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/erTyU5oL8lk/s400/funny-pictures-ninja-cat-attacks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367461152821169138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i had a ninja cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 First Reactions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Type what comes to your mind FIRST whenever you hear these 50 words. Don't think and don't go back and change. Doesn't matter how random just type it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Beer : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;keg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Food : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;om nom nom nom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationships: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Crush : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;skull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Power Rangers : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Sampras XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Life : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the Game of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The President: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Yummy : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;seaweed crisps or whatever they're called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cars : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Lightning McQueen and tractor tipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Movie : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Halloween : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Sex : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;condoms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Religion :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; swastikas :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Hate : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Three Days Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Fear :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Factor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Marriage : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;priest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Blonde : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;bimbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Slippers : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;the flip-flop sound they make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Shoes : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Asians :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; nigahiga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Past time : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;closet gamers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. One night stand :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Rockstars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. My cell Phone : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the tinkling sound the bells on my phone chains make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Smoke : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;a grey persian cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Fantasy : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Final Fantasy, Advent Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. College :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Frat parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. High school Life : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Pajamas : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;comfy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Stars : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;paper stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Center : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;bullseye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Alcohol :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; liver failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The word love : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the word love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Friends : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Money : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Heartache : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;heart burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Time : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Divorce : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;celebrity marriages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Dogs : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;they make me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Undies :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Parents : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Babies : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;crying and throwing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. Ex : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;FedEx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Song : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;New Perspective, which i am currently playing over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Color Colour : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;British VS American spelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Weddings : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Bride Wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Pizza : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;mozarella cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Hangout : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;friend's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Rest : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Goal : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;GOOOOAAAALLLLLL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Inspiration : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 of the best proverbs i discovered yesterday during lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Don't let the bastards grind you down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Old soldiers don't die, they fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're so badass :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt; so badassssss. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-352569449052319179?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/352569449052319179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=352569449052319179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/352569449052319179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/352569449052319179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-perspective.html' title='New Perspective'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sn0Nev-dS_I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/erTyU5oL8lk/s72-c/funny-pictures-ninja-cat-attacks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-2402447989326577188</id><published>2009-07-30T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T05:58:48.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Update.</title><content type='html'>i've been so lazy to blog lately so i'm just doing this major update today.&lt;div&gt;so much work to do in prep for PMR. aargh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to SPCA somewhere in Shah Alam on Saturday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the SPCA visit was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were so. many. dogs. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thrills and spills, people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i replaced soiled newspaper with clean ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i scrubbed a poo encrusted floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw cats try to fornicate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i peeled meat off boiled chicken necks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i played with puppies and dogs :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had an 'aww' moment with a brown puppy when it looked up at me while i was carrying it and licked my face :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the trip made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was Live Right Now at 1 Utama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came at 12 and left around 9-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked around and loitered at the site for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SnGXV3-x1mI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l_1uRXHN6Cg/s1600-h/26-07-09_1222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SnGXV3-x1mI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l_1uRXHN6Cg/s400/26-07-09_1222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364235033235281506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the LRN site. looks so warm and happy. with people in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;teal shirts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my phone just screws colours up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to get lunch with Jane, Brandon W and Ethian at Burger King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were later joined by Bryan W.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked over to Yamaha to catch Jude, Sarah and JV practicing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daniel suddenly materialized soon after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met up with Qi Shaun and walked over to the arcade with him, Ethian and Bryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan sucks at games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on PS3, he sucks at COD and everything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the arcade he sucks at shooting games and racing games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even I, a non gamer, am better than he is :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched Ice Age 2 later with Lavinia, Ally, Brandon W, Shaun, Ethian, Ga Luoh and Bryan in 3D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to wear my glasses and also the 3D glasses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it felt odd but meh. the movie was nice la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked around more. hung out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hilarious contests for stuff like jumping rope and hula hooping towards 8pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching people fail at jumping rope for 1 minute shows how riduculously unfit we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SnGXWSdvpDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/zx6oh4xfXZQ/s1600-h/26-07-09_1223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SnGXWSdvpDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/zx6oh4xfXZQ/s400/26-07-09_1223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364235040344482866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;performance at LRN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day was fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so accident prone during frisbee today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got hit on the thumb and shin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also slipped on the grass and gave my leg this angry red burn-ish looking mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my left thumb is a little retarded now and not to mention swollen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PMR is not fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drill papers are still raining hell down upon us D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Did you know that there's a small town in Austria called F*cking?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kid you not. i heard about it on the radio today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the radio is how i find out about many things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found out that Michael Jackson died via the radio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurray for informative radio DJs :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-2402447989326577188?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/2402447989326577188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=2402447989326577188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/2402447989326577188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/2402447989326577188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/07/major-update.html' title='Major Update.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SnGXV3-x1mI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l_1uRXHN6Cg/s72-c/26-07-09_1222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-4273277976152799749</id><published>2009-07-19T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:52:07.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday.</title><content type='html'>i woke up around 10.30 and showered &lt;div&gt;then went to 1u.&lt;div&gt;i was supposed to meet Sarah, Ju-Deh and Danial (Iskandar) at the escelator in front of the cinema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was kinda late because i had brunch with my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the way there, i went to the Converse shop, which was my landmark thingy but walked around 50 metres in the wrong direction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it looks the same on both sides :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to Yamaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried to play the drums. it's fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also had no purpose there other than stopping Sarah from being the only girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their sound proof rooms are not sound proof at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could hear the drums from the other room while i was in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danial has plasticine on his guitar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he had no transport so he had to take a taxi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the taxi guy was funny :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after Danial left we went to get Burger King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last quarter of Sarah's whopper jr. fell on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, some person who was trying to get donations from us stepped on the bun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she didn't say anything and was smiling. very creepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we only realized when we were leaving because it wasn't on the floor and i thought i had stepped on it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got the mozarella cheese sticks because they look nice in adverts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are not that nice. Jude had 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're rubbery :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited with Sarah and Jude's for their parents to pick them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R.AGE was having a dodgeball tournament. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looked fairly violent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wandered around for 30 minutes because i had no idea as to where i had to meet my mom because she wasn't picking her phone up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wound up in MPH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was an illustrated history of Nazis book but it was shrink wrapped :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pre trials are coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drill papers are still raining hell down upon us! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-4273277976152799749?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/4273277976152799749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=4273277976152799749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4273277976152799749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4273277976152799749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/07/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-6565571243383870806</id><published>2009-07-15T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:55:57.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspected H1N1</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i was sick so i went home early.&lt;div&gt;I went over to my usual doctor but the clinic was closed so i went to a different one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor was nice and all but when i told her i had a fever, cough and a headache, she took out her masks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes plural. she wore 2 on purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she gave me one, wrote me a letter and made me go to the Universiti Malaya hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i could get my throat scraped to test for H1N1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the scraping would get cultured and tested. it sounds gross :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to wear the mask she gave me. wtf man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I waited in the hospital and went through a buttload of procedures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out, the doctor sent me to the hospital for no reason because she hadn't updated herself with the whole protocol of getting swine flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't have swine flu obviously :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was stuck there for 4 and a half hours and had my blood tested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't even need to get my throat scraped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could have gone to SJMC and had it done in an hour for only.... a hundred maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the elderly, children, handicapped people and government students get everything done for free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i'm a private school student, i had to pay RM 15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i demand equality! i half expected having to pay anyway :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The blood test was cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nurse told me to clench my fist and she started to suck some out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when there was some suction going on she then told me to unclench and i saw my blood gush into the syringe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to take it to get chopped and drop it into a box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got to play with my blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was in a vial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the idea of my blood outside my body in a tube in my hand bugged me a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blood test came back normal and i got my meds and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just saw the doctor and was fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh. the whole ordeal just adds to my hospital exposure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-6565571243383870806?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/6565571243383870806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=6565571243383870806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6565571243383870806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6565571243383870806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/07/suspected-h1n1.html' title='Suspected H1N1'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-4942485034680938102</id><published>2009-07-09T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T06:18:01.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day.</title><content type='html'>Today, it rained.&lt;div&gt;I'm usually happy when it rains but today, frisbee got cut short so meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried playing in the rain but it got really heavy after 2 minutes or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We managed to get past warmups, stamina training, McFloogan and the diamond drill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not bad for about 40 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life Saving got ruined too. There's always next week :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat around the canteen and link bridge instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nearly decapitated Abby during a drill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. she wasn't paying attention :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I yelled her name and thank the lords that she didn't get nailed in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a pretty fast one but luckily Abby tilted her head out of harm's way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the head tilt was epic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a waste of a good throw though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frisbee had an &lt;b&gt;MC Hammer&lt;/b&gt; theme today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lyrics are so fitting for frisbee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Stop, hammer time!' and 'can't touch this' are freakishly appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis high fived me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after whacking my hand, his hand hit the side of a chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was groaning in pain for quite awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he usually feels no pain. it was very funny :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my glasses tan is getting worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's kinda cool, like one of those drastic before-after picture pairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of pictures, i want to show you mine and prolly Ju-Deh's favorite picture sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;click to &lt;u&gt;enlarge.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and enlarging is very worth it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SlXpZO1laHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/T8nI1IGsskU/s1600-h/10360-253-1-_tplq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 89px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SlXpZO1laHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/T8nI1IGsskU/s400/10360-253-1-_tplq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356443951515920498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the 5th picture the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tabby is awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's WTF face in it is soooooo cute and the persian is like I KEEEEL YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;da na na na na na na Can't touch this!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-4942485034680938102?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/4942485034680938102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=4942485034680938102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4942485034680938102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4942485034680938102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/07/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SlXpZO1laHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/T8nI1IGsskU/s72-c/10360-253-1-_tplq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-818476357831459973</id><published>2009-07-08T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:13:23.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck Norris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After school today Ju-Deh, Qi Shaun, Bryan and I were talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eventually, the topic went to Chuck Norris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you don't know who Chuck Norris is, you've been living under a rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's like Michael Jackson but less dancing and more roundhouse kicks :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some awesome facts about Chuck Norris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Chuck Norris' iPod came with a real charger instead of just a USB cord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• If you have five dollars and Chuck Norris has five dollars, Chuck Norris has more money than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Chuck Norris can touch MC Hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Chuck Norris has never blinked in his entire life. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Chuck Norris eats transformer toys in vehicle mode and poos them out transformed into a robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Helen Keller’s favorite color is Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Chuck Norris got a perfect score on his SAT's, simply by writing Chuck Norris for every answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The grass is always greener on the other side, unless Chuck Norris has been there. In that case the grass is most likely soaked in blood and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If you spell Chuck Norris in Scrabble, you win. Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Some people wear Superman pajamas. Superman wears Chuck Norris pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Chuck Norris can set ants on fire with a magnifying glass. At night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Chuck Norris once kicked a horse in the chin. Its decendants are known today as Giraffes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Chuck Norris can kill 2 birds with 1 stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can look up a buttload more on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a good day today in the sense that nothing horrible has happened....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like getting 50 pages of homework from each subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During lunch, Jude and Bryan were having a Lady GaGa Tap Tap match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have discovered that putting hand sanitizer on the person playing will indeed distract them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, very much so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For 5 minutes, Jude and Bryan kept playing even though they were getting disturbed :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end, Jude PWN'd Bryan by 2000 points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for the ASPCA visit on the 25th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;puppiessss. i'm coming!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-818476357831459973?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/818476357831459973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=818476357831459973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/818476357831459973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/818476357831459973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/07/chuck-norris.html' title='Chuck Norris'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3661264447796421198</id><published>2009-07-02T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:45:23.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditions + Epic Speeches</title><content type='html'>After school today, auditions for Fit were in the hall.&lt;div&gt;Frisbee ended on time but by the time I made it up there, it was kind of over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Jude and Ga Luoh perform again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no comment :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's confidential. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat in the hall for awhile with Jude, Sarah, Qi Shaun, Ga Luoh, Ju Xien and Junie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went off to bind my KGT. it's thick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frisbee was good today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my throws have improved alot but i still need more flick in my backhand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my forehand has flick aplenty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drills and a 15 minute durango game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought Gatorade which was cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by 5, it was warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wasn't even sunny in that spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bah, global warming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PA tomorrow but we have to go through with double BM to get to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're supposed to write a monologue, memorize it and perform it in front of class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told Shaun about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end product of telling him about anything to do with speeches is a ( you guessed it! ) speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not just any speech, an &lt;u&gt;Epic Speech&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think caffeine has drastic and rather adverse effects on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wrote 3 long ones in like.... 10 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are the monologues he wrote for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so entertaining :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think i'll be using them because it's kinda inappropriate to give an inspirational war briefing which wasn't written by me during theatre....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take time to read them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're pretty good, in an epic kind of way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monologue 1&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Brothers and sisters of the Motherland, you have seen your families, friends and relatives slaughtered by the FACIST dogs that call themselves 'Liberators'. For too long we have lived in fear and doubt about our future. But in the time you , yes you have given me, I have rebuilt our army, our strength and courage. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;With the faith you have in me, I will bring forth a new order, one with peace; while bringing an end to the tyranny of the facist dogs. No more shall we be living in the shadow of the traitors. We will bring these dogs to heel at our very borders. They will plead for forgiveness and all we shall give them is the TREATMENT that they have given us.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ever since the invasion started, we are no longer considered humans by their respect, but animals and treated as such. So, now we will repay them with the kindness and forgiveness they have given us. Our forefathers fought for us and brought us this great nation but we are the ones to make history by preventing the hitlerites from taking it from us. We shall arise and take back what is rightfully ours and it is with that that I leave you, the defenders of the great nation we call home with a message ' kill or be killed'. Understand this message and no sooner will our nation be rid of this facist pests. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monologue 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Patriots, the new generation that you, the soldiers and our brothers in arms, allies have risen from years of torture by this war, I ask you to step forward and take arms in the greatest moment in history that will revolutionize the world as we know it. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From the past experiences with 9/11, we are considered weak and feeble by our enemies who laughed at us. No, I will not stand for it and neither will you, the sons of our forefathers who helped shape this society. We will go, yes, we will go to their countries and prove that our feeble and weak society has the courage to step up and fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;These are the people who beat you up in school, the kind that proclaims that they are the dominant alpha species. No, we will not sit and take this. The time has come my fellow people, be it whatever race, religion or cause we may believe in. The time has come to band together and rid this infestation and create a society far from fear, rage and violence. So i ask you, will you take my hand in creating a new world or leave it to rot and burn? the choice is yours, make it right!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monologue 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Comrades, this will mark the darkest days of our time. The streets are littered with fallen comrades, friends and even family members. We are living on the edge of destruction and I know the feeling in all of you. You feel ripe with anger, the blight of our happiness. But fear not, for we will act, we will let them know what they have done will not go unpunished, the sins of which they have committed will be corrected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Soon, we will return to our motherland as heroes who stood in the face of death and walked in blood. Many of you in this room will not return that is no doubt, but nevertheless you have already shown something others could not. You have shown hope and faith to citizens who had given up on life. Remember our deaths will not go unnoticed, we will try at the very least to return the glory of our nation. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Time and time again, we have shown our endurance, our courage and most importantly our faith so, what makes this day different from the others? We are on the journey straight into hell and those who survive it live to tell their children about it. Prayers will not be answered today brothers, for god has set us out on our final journey. He will reward those who sacrificed and punish those who cower in fear. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The darkest days of our time will be lifted, a glimmer of hope will appear and finally victory. that is my message to you, use it well and god-speed brothers, god speed....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't write anymore because his laptop ran out of battery and now he has to wait until his dad comes back with his charger.&lt;div&gt;Shaun asked me to use those for PA while wearing a trench coat and a hat, behind the rostrum with a mic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it would be more epic is he did it instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm tired. i'm going to sleep soon(er or later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Godspeed, blog readers, &lt;u&gt;Godspeed.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3661264447796421198?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3661264447796421198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3661264447796421198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3661264447796421198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3661264447796421198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/07/auditions-epic-speeches.html' title='Auditions + Epic Speeches'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-118940859592727689</id><published>2009-06-29T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T04:55:03.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo</title><content type='html'>All classes are very echo-ey, especially when the doors are closed and there are only 4 people in them.&lt;div&gt;I've always known that but it was seriously made prominent when Ju-Deh, Qi Shaun, Ga Luoh and I went into some tadika class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ga Luoh wanted to &lt;u&gt;sing&lt;/u&gt; to us :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he sang Mad World, that Aerosmith song...you know... i don't wanna clooooose my eeeeeyeees, and Lucky with Jude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his Mad World was very pretty but sadly, he was no &lt;b&gt;Adam Lambert.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kind of ruined the moment when Ga Luoh was singing Mad World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, Shaun made me ruin the moment, so it's his fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when Ga Luoh was singing, he walked into my point of view and did this sideways shuffle moon-walk thing with his retarded face and arm movements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ga Luoh was oblivious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he knew i would laugh and ruin the moment. he said that's why he did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went 'pppbbbbffttt' and started laughing but Ga Luoh, being the performer on a roll, tried to carry on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He couldn't because after that I was cursing at Shaun for making me kill the vibe and he was going "I knew you would burst out! I knew it!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he was awesome while we were all serious and listen-ey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jude was lying down on top of some tables at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ga Luoh's Aerosmith also got killed by my infernal tendency to laugh at retarded things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun was lip syncing and so was Jude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaun was all rapper/heavy metal rock star-ish and Jude's was very emotional and weepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'twas very the 'tardy :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a dialogue : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jude : Sing Lucky by Jason Mraz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;GL : ok. But there's no girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jude : ooh! I'll be Colbie Callait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he did this demure, sweet girly girl impression complete with body sway and fidgeting with his tie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he made his voice go 2 pitches higher too :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tadika class was a temporary karaoke hub for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very funny lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Ga Luoh can sing real good but gets all nervous and sucky around many people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swine flu, please leave now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the AC units were off and the class was suffering up until 12.20pm because then, we were stuck in the Bio Lab which has wondrous AIR CONDITIONING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who doesn't love air con?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone gets cranky when hot and sweaty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heat makes me curse alot because i get upset.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one will concentrate in tropical heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even teachers are on egde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swine flu go away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh. the F3 math text book says that another word for deceleration is &lt;u&gt;retardation.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, it's the other way around, another word for retardation is deceleration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, &lt;u&gt;retardation.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's my new favourite word :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope the AC is still on tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pleaseohpleaseohpleeeeease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-118940859592727689?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/118940859592727689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=118940859592727689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/118940859592727689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/118940859592727689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/06/echo.html' title='Echo'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-4232256064095733553</id><published>2009-06-21T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:49:09.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History Alive</title><content type='html'>Day 3, the last day of History Alive!&lt;div&gt;arrived around 11am and stayed until about 10.45pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent a good 24 hours in Cineleisure this past couple  of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very fun :)&lt;br /&gt;crappy phone pictures because i r lazy to take a camera around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5guqYOnjI/AAAAAAAAAew/aobFcOj1nGw/s1600-h/Top+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5guqYOnjI/AAAAAAAAAew/aobFcOj1nGw/s400/Top+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349819762128887346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The convention site! from the top floor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the orange blotch is the desert Flames of War terrain and the brown green blotch is some other terrain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'L' shaped tables are where I spent most of my time, at the Women section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are alot of TVs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5gusU_ntI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ARyq1yvQIEQ/s1600-h/Horde+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5gusU_ntI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ARyq1yvQIEQ/s400/Horde+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349819762652192466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I present to you, the Russian Horde. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a small horde.... around 45 standings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun hasn't finished his Epic horde which has around 75 standings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the actual term for it is infantry but horde sounds cooler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now remember, they all have 2 - 5 infantry members on 1 standing and they are all hand painted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 little infantry dude is only 15mm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the green patches are fake grass bits which are glued on later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sooo want a horde but its alot of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5fmLLHnHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/MDQ-k-5ciTA/s1600-h/Horde+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5fmLLHnHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/MDQ-k-5ciTA/s400/Horde+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349818516801821810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anti tank gun platoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5fl66UDTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0kYVohkFSI8/s1600-h/Horde+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5fl66UDTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0kYVohkFSI8/s400/Horde+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349818512436366642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more of the horde...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5flgKwnhI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/AQTMBrx0Spk/s1600-h/Horde+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5flgKwnhI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/AQTMBrx0Spk/s400/Horde+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349818505257590290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some of the horde with submachine guns and flame throwers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5flfmJJmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Gb2czW3lbeA/s1600-h/Shaunski+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5flfmJJmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Gb2czW3lbeA/s400/Shaunski+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349818505104008802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Komissar Shaunski, Shaun's version of himself as a Russian war commander.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, he came up with the name himself :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5flNIUmRI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SVE6WbzjwA0/s1600-h/Shaunski+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5flNIUmRI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SVE6WbzjwA0/s400/Shaunski+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349818500147091730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my phone refused to focus on Shaunski and on the background instead D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e05SB7_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/RVSWoRlzeQw/s1600-h/Eating+comp.+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e05SB7_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/RVSWoRlzeQw/s400/Eating+comp.+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349817670185381874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there was a father's day eating competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finish 5 carrot sandwiches and you win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guy on the left got 2nd place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Wong being forced up  there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guy on the left got 3rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e0ybIuYI/AAAAAAAAAdw/A2sY5zm2cvA/s1600-h/Eating+comp.+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e0ybIuYI/AAAAAAAAAdw/A2sY5zm2cvA/s400/Eating+comp.+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349817668344527234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st place went to the guy on the far left in the brown shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were all half choking xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e0TARRKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_41PftXRL30/s1600-h/English+fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e0TARRKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_41PftXRL30/s400/English+fail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349817659910341794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time for an English fail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe it was meant to rhyme. we shall never know :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of fails...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaun and i were talking and the topic went to his paper bag idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally managed to try it out, thanks to McDonald's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tore it in half at the back so it's more of a mask really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e0R0HwHI/AAAAAAAAAdg/WqJlW3t1OvI/s1600-h/Paper+bag+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e0R0HwHI/AAAAAAAAAdg/WqJlW3t1OvI/s400/Paper+bag+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349817659590951026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's Shaun in the Happy Face Bag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e0HwyyEI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PDfF5cgSQE0/s1600-h/Paper+bag+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5e0HwyyEI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PDfF5cgSQE0/s400/Paper+bag+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349817656892639298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun : That was a major r-tard moment there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, persuaded many people to come in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;i got a guy to ditch his girlfriend&lt;/u&gt; :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he went in and the lady just walked on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made them take surveys too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alot of people thought they had to pay so eventually when i asked people in, i mentioned that it was completely free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My success rate went up by alot after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the people were more sporting today than they were yesterday :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kimberley&lt;/u&gt; showed up around 1.45-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got a cupcake with her, went to the pet store and got lime green manila card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought earrings :) and she got rings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had meat balls at Ikea with Jun Vinh and Shaun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent like... an hour in Ikea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked about throwing up, Harold and Kumar and taking craps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left eventually because people were listening in and giving us funny stares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got Baskin Robbins with them too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Vinh ate alot but Shaun ate more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;be amazed.&lt;/u&gt; this is what Shaun ate : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• around 20 meatballs, his 15 and the ones i couldn't finish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• 2 servings of fries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• a salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• 3 cups of pepsi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were nice and walked slow today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said : let's get some juuuuuuiiiicceeee! i wanna get some juice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun starts laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i then realize it sounds like "let's get some Jews"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait, wait, lemme get ma shotgun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh. war humour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band of Brothers has been playing on the TV on the stage for the entirety of HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a WW2 series that used to play on HBO very long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tonight, around 9-ish, something &lt;u&gt;very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; inappropriate played on the screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while i turned away to shield my eyes, i saw Datin Freida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she came around to that area the exact moment "it" started playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one knew that "it" was in the show so.... yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Datin was freaked out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm scarred for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En. Herney was speechless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny lah. but still very eeyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda Koh saved me today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she came, though only for a little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the time today, i was the only volunteer for the Women section. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's after 1 and i'm still wide awake albeit very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 cups of pepsi does that to you, i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my cheeks hurt from all the forced smiling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flagging down random people is very tedious. &lt;div&gt;History Alive was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i tell youu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-4232256064095733553?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/4232256064095733553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=4232256064095733553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4232256064095733553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4232256064095733553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/06/history-alive.html' title='History Alive'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sj5guqYOnjI/AAAAAAAAAew/aobFcOj1nGw/s72-c/Top+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3986915861134098283</id><published>2009-06-20T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:25:15.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>History Alive, Day 2 actually but day 1 for me.&lt;div&gt;Arrived around 10 something, went to get Starbucks at 12-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had lunch at 4 with Shu Anne, Andrea and Ashleigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a drink at 7 with Andrea, Shu Anne, Bryan W, Brandon W and Kuah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Brien's makes very filling sandwiches :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with E-Way today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's almost as tall as Qi Shaun now :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep. i got them to compare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're kinda the same height when Shaun slouches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked to a whole lot of  random people today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning, i helped Ms Tina paint costumes on boards with holes cut out for your face... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea what they're called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helped make a word unscrambling game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also walked around asking people to come in a sandwich board for an hour or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this challenge where you have to dress up someone as a famous War icon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuah volunteered to cross dress but there were no costumes so i made him Hitler instead.&lt;/div&gt;tadaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sjz0Up7WKZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cMF58j05v1o/s1600-h/kuah+hitler.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sjz0Up7WKZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cMF58j05v1o/s400/kuah+hitler.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349419093098637714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's Hitler, asian version with a unobrow, a swastika on his forehead, blusher and eyebags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also had a wig of pixie cut short curly brown hair but he took it off :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En. Herney took pictures with his epic SLR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want those. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a demo Flames of War game between Qi Shaun and his dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A complete game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was artillery, infantry and the air force. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lasted for about maybe... 45 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;duuude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shaun whooped his dad's butt.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learned alot from them, strategy wise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was an EPIC battle to the max in the beginning but then it went downhill for Shaun's dad later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by turn 5, it was all over for Shaun's dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going tomorrow too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come all of youuuuuuuu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are alot of fun games, seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandwich boards are really fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3986915861134098283?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3986915861134098283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3986915861134098283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3986915861134098283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3986915861134098283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Sjz0Up7WKZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cMF58j05v1o/s72-c/kuah+hitler.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5024866232427744032</id><published>2009-06-18T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:20:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAG Day :)</title><content type='html'>hmm. my title code is set on perpetual small letters and i have no idea how to change it :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really Anything Goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAG day today and I was in the Claymation class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claymation is when you take stills of some random plasticine thing and "animate" it by adjusting the thing a little and taking a photo over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then you put it in some moviemaking software and there you have it :  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claymation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hTzID5HmGE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hTzID5HmGE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that up there is a very very awesome example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this dude has his videos at 24 frames per second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very awesome right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kimberley and Juanita were in the same group as me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a dude named Joe who was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;this colour&lt;/span&gt; with a red heart and a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; mohawk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is walking down a road and finds a hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he looks into the hole and falls in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he lands in prehistoric times, and has a wardrobe change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe now has dread lock-ish brown hair and a loin cloth/thong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he gets up and squats next to a fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a giant dinosaur foot comes up and squashes him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dino lifts his foot up and you can see poor smushed Joe at the bottom of his foot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were about 200 stills in our claymation thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe used to be so pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now he's just a pancake in some trash bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dinosaur foot took 2 boxes of green plasticine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, major wastage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claymation is very very very fun and really straightforward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone should try it least once in their lifetimes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frisbee practice was hellish today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we did the diamond drill for what seemed like a very very long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the sun was extra scorch-y for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still very fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone who is free this weekend PLEASE come to Cinileisure, Mutiara Damansara for History Alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's from 10am to 10pm on both Saturday and Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can go tomorrow too, if you want to ponteng school ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's WW2 chronology, fun war related activities and Flames of War tables!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come lah. support! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;war is more interesting than you think :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5024866232427744032?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5024866232427744032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5024866232427744032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5024866232427744032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5024866232427744032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/06/rag-day.html' title='RAG Day :)'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-6403129373900512335</id><published>2009-06-10T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:14:28.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pinch of DOOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am cleaning my inbox and re reading some of my e-mails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was in an email that was sent to me awhile back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If someone grabs you, you can't beat them with strength but you can by out smarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the Arm (between the elbow and armpit) OR in the upper inner thigh VERY VERY HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands - the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it - it hurts.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks Elina :)&lt;div&gt;you rule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lovingly dubbed that up there the "Rapist Pinch" and have tried it out on numerous dudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to pinch anyone's upper inner thigh  D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i just pinch their inner arm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results vary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's scary when results vary  because it means it doesn't always work :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a list of the dudes that have let me Rapist Pinch them... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis : it sort of hurt him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ju-Deh : it hurt him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun : he felt nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ga Luoh : i think he nearly cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashwin : he felt pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabriel : he actually felt it :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Bryan fears the Rapist Pinch because i've done it to him many many times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabriel, who feels no pain succumbed to the Rapist Pinch but i pinched Qi Shaun really reallyyy hard and he felt nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I  then thought skinny people don't feel it but then Ga Luoh felt some major pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. not very reliable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would side with pepper spray and day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it would be awesome if i managed to pinch someone until they needed stitches though :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that or whack someone with an umbrella until they need a full body cast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very awesome indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-6403129373900512335?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/6403129373900512335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=6403129373900512335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6403129373900512335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6403129373900512335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/06/pinch-of-doom.html' title='The Pinch of DOOM!'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-6385798242162290683</id><published>2009-06-08T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T05:41:21.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the fun</title><content type='html'>Google and stereotypes are funny.&lt;div&gt;oh. and go to that guy's YouTube account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://youtube.com/user/theamazingatheist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DF6fg5WI/AAAAAAAAAdI/89Pon6spLB0/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DF6fg5WI/AAAAAAAAAdI/89Pon6spLB0/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344931732894311778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't eat babies. or dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DFgYbxvI/AAAAAAAAAdA/bYlQBzU2oQw/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DFgYbxvI/AAAAAAAAAdA/bYlQBzU2oQw/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344931725885294322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Louis is only slightly weird and he has a soul! haha. origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DFmDHYTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/xjBNiHoNAJw/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DFmDHYTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/xjBNiHoNAJw/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344931727406489906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we can drive and do Indians and Chinese look the same to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DFWktbtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/K7OFTjc3S04/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DFWktbtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/K7OFTjc3S04/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344931723252428498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uh. i don't know anyone that smells like curry :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;what people search for on Google these days :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-6385798242162290683?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/6385798242162290683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=6385798242162290683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6385798242162290683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6385798242162290683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-fun.html' title='For the fun'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/Si0DF6fg5WI/AAAAAAAAAdI/89Pon6spLB0/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-7729544096120709743</id><published>2009-06-05T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T06:21:31.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom yo!</title><content type='html'>Last day of PMR extra classes were today.&lt;div&gt;We had Mr. Kumara Velu the epic math teacher for the last class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's always been long winded which is a good thing at times but today, we were let out pretty late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kept talking for awhile. it was torture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i looked around the class and everyone was all fidgety. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we finally got released :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off to Decanter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikFcP_njgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/h0UxF_m0rmA/s1600-h/05-06-09_1321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikFcP_njgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/h0UxF_m0rmA/s400/05-06-09_1321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343808415739645442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with Ju-Deh and Bryan.&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun suddenly came along with his parents soon after we got a table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was later joined by Mei Shin, Denice, Kaarishma and Alyssa Cheah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Denice left before she got to order 'cause her mom came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat on the couch set place at the second Decanter and Shaun's parents were at the window box thingy in the first one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His parents send food over. for free. which was really nice of them :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fried wanton and cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a giant convo with lotsa gossip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mei Shin is awesome. she just is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikIuD-6YiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/v2FPkaKW8Ck/s1600-h/05-06-09_1410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikIuD-6YiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/v2FPkaKW8Ck/s400/05-06-09_1410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343812020287988258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jude hiding his face, his empty pie bowl and if you look hard enough, you can see some of Qi Shaun's knee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's on a chair because there was no more couch space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's too tall and it was hard for him to eat and it's not nice to sit on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plumber's crack XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikIuLM1pII/AAAAAAAAAcY/kxJyMrEZhDg/s1600-h/05-06-09_1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikIuLM1pII/AAAAAAAAAcY/kxJyMrEZhDg/s400/05-06-09_1351.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343812022225446018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan : Om nom nom nom *happy face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he ate a lot today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he had a pie thing which is the bowl on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grilled sea bass with mashed potatoes on the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, some fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 3 slices of chocolate cake. as in the small cake loaf slices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cake slice count in ascending order : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun : 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan : 3 and also the whipped cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he scraped the whipped cream off the plate with his fork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he has a legitimate excuse : He didn't eat for the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikIt-jmm0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/fEXP7c4U5AQ/s1600-h/05-06-09_1454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikIt-jmm0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/fEXP7c4U5AQ/s400/05-06-09_1454.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343812018831268674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Shin and Alyssa at the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am barely tall enough to be able to stand while on the monkey bars but only when i tiptoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ju Deh is tall enough to slouch and touch the monkey bars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a Facebook quiz says i'm going to grow another 3.75 inches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope it comes true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, if i'm as tall as Ju-Deh it's the apocalypse. seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gossip is fun. Even the dudes were into the gossip laden convo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shocking revelations :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a nice way to start off the hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmaigod! Paint balling and Nerf Wars now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Self Explanatory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikbmLip9XI/AAAAAAAAAco/eja8qs0fFu4/s1600-h/Joe+Jonas+XD.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikbmLip9XI/AAAAAAAAAco/eja8qs0fFu4/s400/Joe+Jonas+XD.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343832775598929266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Holidays everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-7729544096120709743?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/7729544096120709743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=7729544096120709743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7729544096120709743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7729544096120709743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/06/freedom-yo.html' title='Freedom yo!'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SikFcP_njgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/h0UxF_m0rmA/s72-c/05-06-09_1321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-9205068092309043536</id><published>2009-06-01T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:13:58.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a way...</title><content type='html'>... to start off a day.&lt;div&gt;with a little bit of crazy, that's how :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;please take note that my post titles occasionally continue on into the post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i promised to blog about some stuff to Andrea, Shu Anne and Ashleigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this morning, i followed Shu Anne to her locker with Andrea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lost my clear file about 3 weeks ago and had false hope that it was sitting in a class somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went into a Language class. L2 or L3 i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's the class with the broken door which is off a hinge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went in and the first thing i saw at the back of the class was a black cat sitting on the grey table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other tables were folded up so when i went in, the cat went to hide amongst the table legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quickly squeezed out the gap there was between the broken door and wall to call Andrea and Shu Anne to some see the cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea made a mad dash to me like a deranged asylum escapee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told her the door was broken but she pushed it open anyway which made a loud creaky/draggy noise which prolly scared the cat really bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shu Anne was outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea couldn't see it so she got down on all fours and as soon as she saw it and knew that it wasn't going to come out, she started hissing at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean literally hissing at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that in turn made the cat panic and run out from under the tables, skid out the door and right to Shu Anne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon seeing Shu Anne, it made this U-turn thing and skidded the other direction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Shu Anne saw the cat, she went HOLY CRAP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was so funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea and I couldn't stop laughing and Shu Anne was a little traumatized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on to the next thing i promised to blog about : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashleigh, mooching off people's food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashleigh, Amanda Koh, Mithrra, Andrea, Shu Anne, Carmen and I walked to Decanter which was full so we went to eat at Secret Recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ash got a piece of chocolate mudcake and refused to share after her McDonald's Fillet-o-Fish, fries and coke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started when she ate some of Carmen's pasta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It branched off to Mithrra's macadmia cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which went on to Amanda's gourmet pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mithrra's cheese fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then Shu Anne's fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashleigh kept stealing Amanda's food and she got angry :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she crept around Mithrra and when she wasn't looking, grabbed some fries and walked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is proud of what she did, i think... which is why she asked me to blog about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the walk back, the house directly next to the front gate left the small walkway door open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, a dog came out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a golden retriever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the others ditched me so i was outside for awhile petting some random person's dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG SO FUZZY! it was a well groomed dog man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a nice thick coat and no matted fur * v * &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love that dog. it's so fuzzeh and friendly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad there wasn't a camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashleigh, the Food Bandit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History Alive preparation is a GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to paint more stufffff... like now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;painting stuff is way fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-9205068092309043536?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/9205068092309043536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=9205068092309043536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/9205068092309043536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/9205068092309043536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-way.html' title='What a way...'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-666184548057890985</id><published>2009-05-30T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:53:03.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think-Con ; Cheras</title><content type='html'>Think Cons are the best mannnnn.&lt;div&gt;like the best everr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you sit around and play board games and FOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was supposed to go to BV and play Pandemic but my mom was lazy to send me there :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, i was there from 10 - 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played half of the board games there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to set up the FOW terrain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played a couple games with Anthony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 King Tiger VS 5 Shermans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bahaha. flanking the King Tiger is impossible when you know how to hide like an a'hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like me &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricochet Robots had so many cheap solutions when i was playing with Qi Shaun and Anthony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so funny. 3 move solutions are so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once Upon a time was full 'o crap as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life Boat is an alliance/backstabbing game i played with Junie, Shaun and Anthony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alliances were formed and we all made a conspiracy against the purple player, a girl from Cheras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some alien game had Alien/Demon Cthulhu which were badass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was this random game where we had to build an empire with tiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tiles were face down and what you got, you had to join it somewhere with the other tiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were monasteries and me and Shaun got 2 by luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were the DOUBLE POPES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Vinh got 1 monastery so he was just a Pope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end, the empire became Pope Land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the full name was Super Double Pope Castle Farmer Land with the Ring of Doom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're supposed to put down your little wooden people, called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MEEPLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, on certain tiles to earn points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony ran out of Meeples so he wasn't part of our giant castle worth 25+ points. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were roads too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Vinh made a roundabout AKA The Ring of DOOM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was high on donuts so he also made a Pope Land song rap jingle thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIksEGp4RI/AAAAAAAAAbo/N2L46mw5PlI/s1600-h/30-05-09_1408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIksEGp4RI/AAAAAAAAAbo/N2L46mw5PlI/s400/30-05-09_1408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341872447449325842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super Double Pope Castle Farmer Land with the Ring of Doom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all the Meeples look soooooo cute :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIkr37mpDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/07EtM6HfCuk/s1600-h/30-05-09_1414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIkr37mpDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/07EtM6HfCuk/s400/30-05-09_1414.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341872444181750834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super Pope Land's giant castle. Note the lack of green Meeples since Anthony ran out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIm-JTLnrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-PUUt4cQlRk/s1600-h/ring+of+Doom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 69px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIm-JTLnrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-PUUt4cQlRk/s400/ring+of+Doom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341874957104946866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jun Vinh's Ring of Doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIm-NG_GdI/AAAAAAAAAb4/krmgI7Jwwh8/s1600-h/Double+Pope+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 39px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIm-NG_GdI/AAAAAAAAAb4/krmgI7Jwwh8/s400/Double+Pope+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341874958127536594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qi-Shaun's double Pope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIm99h9KXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/jdo5JnuuTOQ/s1600-h/Double+Pope+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 74px; height: 76px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIm99h9KXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/jdo5JnuuTOQ/s400/Double+Pope+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341874953945688434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My double Pope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; while i was there, i got an SMS from Jun Vinh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sure all you D'sara that have been to Cheras know of the 3 lane highway thing in front of Plaza Phoenix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I know most of you have taken the wrong road one time or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a call after the SMS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Vinh was late because he didn't keep to the right lane and was lost so Qi Shaun's dad had to tell him directions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid traffic cones la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I taught people how to play FOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it takes a long time to explain. seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random primary kids like playing with the terrain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the tanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mentioned random primary kids put nail marks in the terrain. which is made of styrofoam D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohtehnoes. Extra PMR class tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i have to stay back after to do History Alive things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna have a Nerf War :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-666184548057890985?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/666184548057890985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=666184548057890985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/666184548057890985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/666184548057890985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/05/think-con-cheras.html' title='Think-Con ; Cheras'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SiIksEGp4RI/AAAAAAAAAbo/N2L46mw5PlI/s72-c/30-05-09_1408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-481356780522854684</id><published>2009-05-26T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T05:06:32.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avian Victory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Helang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; won the Debate competition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wooooh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Props to Seladang for their massive spirit and being great sports and cheering for Helang :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;House Cup House Cup House Cup HOUSE CUP!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helang is going to win the House Cup &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipped half the Harimau VS Beruang debate and finished up my tank downstairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finished mine up 5 mins before lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a StuG IV !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a closed top, turret-less tank with a lot of detail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted a Panzer but i forgot to tick the box in the form for which one we wanted so Qi Shaun got me it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it took about 5-7 ish layers of paint and i'm quite happy with the result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no white paint so the  highlight colour is a little flat but my shadows make up for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone ran away when lunch came by so it was just me, Shaun, Jun Vinh and Ms. Tina there to clean up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pallets are very annoying to wash because once the paint dries you have to scrape it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it becomes kind of rubbery when it dries and you wash it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the price you have to pay for waterproof stuff i suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very icky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have to half bend over to wash them so now my back feels strange. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to 7-11 after school with Jude, Shaun and Ga Luoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to see the giant spider on the way but they cut down it's tree D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's black and yellow and the size of my hand as said by Ju-Deh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darnitttttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's this drink called Anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jude and Shaun bought it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fact that it says Anything and has a question mark behind the typography bugs me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw a Kancil with police lights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. fail police car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths Olympiad tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helang FTW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-481356780522854684?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/481356780522854684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=481356780522854684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/481356780522854684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/481356780522854684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/05/avian-victory.html' title='Avian Victory!'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-1601779604219884254</id><published>2009-05-25T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:11:40.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-1 Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Bryan Wong Yee Chuen!&lt;div&gt;he turns 14 today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we all turn 21 we can't invite him to get drunk with us since he underaged :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUXnnIgbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/0Yp2OaRzVFw/s1600-h/18-01-09_1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUXnnIgbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/0Yp2OaRzVFw/s400/18-01-09_1150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339743441692164530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan with his odd haircut at Decanter during our free time at the Think-Con.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUYfrLcTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/UMciAW9ILFk/s1600-h/ahaha..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUYfrLcTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/UMciAW9ILFk/s400/ahaha..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339743456741519666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan cosplaying some random anime character. i think.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUYM9IZcI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1J7j89MLB74/s1600-h/IMG_3451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUYM9IZcI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1J7j89MLB74/s400/IMG_3451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339743451716543938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan as a child of ??? years.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUX-bJnMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kpjMGdBCFVs/s1600-h/18-04-09_1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUX-bJnMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kpjMGdBCFVs/s400/18-04-09_1931.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339743447815920834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan and his girlfriend, Kimberley :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were sitting together on the bus after Study Skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i get an awwwww?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Yee Chuen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're my bestest fr&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;enemy&lt;/span&gt; ever :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you knew that these pics were going to make it to the world wide web someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today is the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disclaimers : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• the cosplaying Bryan is a girl i found on the internet who just so happens to look alotttttt like Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• they're together but in denial about it ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urgh. MSN is not letting me sign in D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-1601779604219884254?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/1601779604219884254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=1601779604219884254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/1601779604219884254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/1601779604219884254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-birthday.html' title='-1 Birthday.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/ShqUXnnIgbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/0Yp2OaRzVFw/s72-c/18-01-09_1150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3406959426745398386</id><published>2009-05-21T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:51:48.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Results...</title><content type='html'>were ruined for me by Bryan.&lt;div&gt;he suddenly told me as i was walking by and since i can hear, my brain processed it and the results show got ruined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris Allen won. I wanted Adam to win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though Kris holds the title, Adam is going to be more successful &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam performed with Kiss in this cool outfit and platforms. it was sooooo badass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kara is a flasher. i so didn't expect her to flash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bikini girl got burned good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It rained today so there was no frisbee practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, I sat in the canteen eating Maggi noodles with Qi Shaun and Jun Vinh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a squirrel and a cat in the canteen :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked about exams. for a really long time. and also other random things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Vinh had no ride home and when that happens, i send him home but this time i couldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he went with Shaun to Yamaha for his violin class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if he had fun at Yamaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been into a Yamaha for a very very long time. Maybe i should go in and get a book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow there's a History Alive meeting from 12 - 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss 1 period of BM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The convention has 2 venues. Cinileisure and BV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, unlike Autism, we're having it indoors &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurray air conditioning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3406959426745398386?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3406959426745398386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3406959426745398386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3406959426745398386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3406959426745398386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-results.html' title='American Idol Results...'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-7736424255109427327</id><published>2009-05-19T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T04:24:22.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consume My Time</title><content type='html'>My time has been eaten by studying.&lt;div&gt;Oh teh noess! it are mai timezz! it has been eated! om nom nom nom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love that kind of English or rather : I lieks this kindz of Eenglash. It are teh funz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun, Bryan and I were talking like that to Andrea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she tried to strangle me but i ran away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She splashed Bryan with water though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Examples : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My England be the more powerful than his England.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was learned my England talk from my teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He say my England very the powerr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh No! we better sending Bryan to the hospitaling because he injury his leg again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his leg are very the paining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he can dieded if he can't not go to the hospitals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams are really messing with my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very day dreamy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stayed up with Jane until 1am. studying sejarah. oooh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, it didn't help as much as i thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a disappearing act now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i have to do is stand behind Bryan and i disappear!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, he also has to tiptoe because i'm too short and you can see the sides of my head behind his neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i find it kinda cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i need to hide anywhere, all i have to do is stand behind Bryan and i'm gone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to study KH now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urrrgh. BM paper 1 vocab was hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is the word you use for the guy in the mamak who makes roti canai!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-7736424255109427327?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/7736424255109427327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=7736424255109427327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7736424255109427327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7736424255109427327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/05/consume-my-time.html' title='Consume My Time'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3527477596907130109</id><published>2009-05-14T04:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T05:44:46.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw of Jig</title><content type='html'>the thing we use to cut wood for KH kerja kayu is called a jig saw :)&lt;div&gt;i'm so at ease now because i have finished my kerja kayu and En. Ali said i would get an A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whew. an A for PMR KH is in reach! muahahaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jimmy the class carpenter cut most of my wood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cut the yellow piece on mine though :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used the perspek this year. it's got glue stains but it's not very noticable... to me anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was making a shelf/pencil holder thing and i cut the rack part too wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was 2mm or so too wide so i spent 30 mins to sand that part off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having to sand a few mm off is better than cutting the piece too small and having it too small to fit properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i used the hot glue gun today. it's fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nails are fun :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During class today, there was extra wood lying around so we drew on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ju Deh made Woody. I made a metrosexual guy and Jane made an ugly female Spongebob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMs-gvY2I/AAAAAAAAAag/ZI8yBUkL_8U/s1600-h/Photo+38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMs-gvY2I/AAAAAAAAAag/ZI8yBUkL_8U/s400/Photo+38.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335653625361294178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Woody.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMspJpgZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vFKfBmGu-Kk/s400/Photo+33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335653619627295122" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woody's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMslErJNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Hgluh4BszoU/s400/Photo+34.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335653618532689106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woody's Body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMs0Qk3nI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LzuMpnRi-lQ/s1600-h/Photo+35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMs0Qk3nI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LzuMpnRi-lQ/s400/Photo+35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335653622609141362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woody's legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMsRQcRdI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uf6b2r8e7Uk/s1600-h/Photo+31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMsRQcRdI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uf6b2r8e7Uk/s400/Photo+31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335653613213337042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My metrosexual dude with braces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwNorjZR7I/AAAAAAAAAao/VJ2vJVbHZzk/s400/Photo+39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335654651064305586" /&gt;Jane's female spongebob/ Woody's female companion :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday frisbee practice as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i got not 1, but two minor physical injuries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. during the 25 forehand 25 backhand warmup, Abby threw the frisbee at me, and i wasn't looking so it hit my right eyebrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. During one of the drills, i got bodyslammed by a dude. I was running to a line and he suddenly crossed in front of me so WHAM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the front of my ribcage faced the wrath of his shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this odd throbbing headache for a few minutes and it now hurts a little to take a deep breath :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frisbee is still awesome &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got back our art papers today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Bryan's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what movie this is from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwNou4vYMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/KtHQgPoIBKw/s400/Photo+29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335654651959140546" /&gt;That line over there is supposed to be a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwNolDPBtI/AAAAAAAAAa4/soiu4hiYKOk/s1600-h/Photo+32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwNolDPBtI/AAAAAAAAAa4/soiu4hiYKOk/s400/Photo+32.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335654649318803154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tadaaa! Bryan's Masterpiece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Correct Answer : Lady from the Ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'll leave you lot to absorb the beauty, commend the use of space and the lovely colour scheme, not to mention the overall composition of this piece :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3527477596907130109?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3527477596907130109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3527477596907130109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3527477596907130109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3527477596907130109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/05/saw-of-jig.html' title='Saw of Jig'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SgwMs-gvY2I/AAAAAAAAAag/ZI8yBUkL_8U/s72-c/Photo+38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-4237699609575542693</id><published>2009-05-13T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:09:14.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tearless Giveaways</title><content type='html'>Today, during our PE lesson, the teachers, Pn Farah and Pn Sapura presented with our ALL A'S collar pins and called out the most improved students.&lt;div&gt;Congrats to them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unlike the Std 6 keychain giveaway, there were no tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's going to be another like gathering in August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i predict tears then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the collar pins are oval, golden and has a Nike check on it :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're shiny and say Cempaka Schools,  All A's,  Class of 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no major exam is complete without tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today there was a blackout during lunch until.... 2.30 ish i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposedly, some guy in the IT fell on something and the electricity got cut, so says Jun Vinh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we got back to class, the electricity was still out but i was going to rain so it wasn't that hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My finger kind of grazed my swastika earring so it fell out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was looking for it in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have never looked for something small in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's kinda fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;V.S &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wong &lt;/span&gt;MSN convo with Andrea &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHAN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WONG&lt;/span&gt; Qi Shaun and Bryan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WONG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;*unicef Bonnie | Hello Tharr. says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wongs are child molesting jonas brothers lusting gay-fags&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qishaun.wong (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chans are vaginal dysfunctional disease spreaders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**αη∂ℜεα** says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wongs have the fag lisper on their side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chans are uber lesbians&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's also girls V.S guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHANS&lt;/span&gt; FOR THE WIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chans &lt;/span&gt;just won because Bryan killed the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan's a disgrace to Wongs and all other common chinese surnames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week : Chans take to the semi finals and prepare to face the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; TANS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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point, throw it at your team mate while in the box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very simple. very fun. also quite retarded to play because the box was small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone got hit in the balls. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been really reallyyyyy hot. yada yada global warming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the field is bone dry because of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walking already causes a cloud of dust to billow up from the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we played the box, the box was  box of dust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;visibility was down by a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was so dry and dusty that when i ground my teeth together, i could feel sand in my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hands were brown when we were done and when i wiped my eye on my white shirt, there was a brown patch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who knew that sand and grass could be thaaaaat dusty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite cool actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a bruise on my forehead from yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was when the disc bounced off my hand and nailed me near the hairline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PE is fun with frisbee. even though we're not actually supposed to play :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the skin on my left little finger got all peel-y while playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ow. blister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sent Jun Vinh and Jack home today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parent-child relationships differ in each family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think Shaun and his dad are bestest friends or something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when Qi Shaun was supposed to get in the car, his dad started to drive off without him while he was still walking to the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he stopped for Shaun to open the door and started moving again so he had to jump in while the car was still moving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's alot funnier if you saw how it happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dad did that to me once. fun la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my parents  are my parents :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite serious but cool too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my DS Lite came in the mail today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's black and shiny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't have a cartridge yet. who wants to lend me one tomorrow so i can use it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll get some this weekend. i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaun says to get Advanced Wars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's supposedly un-finish-able, as said by the makers. i will prove them wrong &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurray for Amex point redemption!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom got 2 bottles of perfume too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to play with my DS but i have nothing to play XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probates all over the school. funneh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good luck to all probatesss! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3854878059548236557</id><published>2009-04-30T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:09:56.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of Talent</title><content type='html'>The Talentime and the Save the World campaign went down today in the school hall.&lt;div&gt;Jeans  and trees everywhere!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The talentime was short and meaningful, with the save the world theme and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabriel and Andrea FTW!! their duet was reallyyyy good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save the world. stop wasting water, reduce, reuse and recycle :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were 2 topical tests today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geo was ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the KH test had no images and when they were shown, they weren't in order as to what question i saw on the VLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i tembaked the 9 questions i left out for when the images were screened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i browsed through the questions and finally found the right one, there would be the next pic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea. it wasn't fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flames of War is gonna take Cheras by storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Cheras Think-Con was supposed to be this weekend but it wasn't organized very well so it'll be soon. er or later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole gang might be going as FOW representatives and we'll teach people how to play and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think-Con D'sara was so fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe this time, i'll get to paint that 15mm soldier &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want some custom dice because they're awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;transport to Cheras would be awesome too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frisbee practice today was full up on PWNAGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blue team creamed neon yellow team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 - 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i scored a point. Brian Cheng scored 3...or 2 :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the jerseys which smelled rank last week seem to have lost potency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either because they're out in the open air once a week for about an hour or we're all getting used to the stench.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i find the latter fairly disturbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HURRAH for 3 day long weekends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3854878059548236557?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3854878059548236557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3854878059548236557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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early. at like 2.30.&lt;div&gt;and i tried to blow up balloons but i got really light headed so i went upstairs to play PS 2 with Iskandar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the people that came were me, Jane, Sarah, Clarissa, Louis, Qi Shaun, Ga Luoh, Azim, Ethian, Steffy, Irene, Veronika and Doris.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was this Nerf sucker dart gun which i carried around and shot people with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis and Qi Shaun took the dart gun and fired them at each other. and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis shot me at the back of the neck so he kind of let me touch his abs for revenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they got them stuck to a glass panel over a door.. and the ceiling which has hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were fedoras and other odd things to put on your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like those springy antennae with heart shapes and feathers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have ghey photos of Shaun in most of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;messed about around the pool. i filled up a water gun with ice water &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i nearly kena a water balloon but it didn't burst upon impact. lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was a bucket of ice water which Irene poured on Dania.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dania : I predict rain today *splash* and it's colddd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dania has a pool. and above the pool is a deck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it's pool, with one of the sides extended into a wall, which is extended to a decked floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ga Luoh and Qi Shaun climbed up a few times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the time they were done, Ga Luoh had painful looking red marks on his chest and torso while Shaun's knee was bleeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dinner and listened to the best white rapper ever, Eminem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me, Clare, Shaun and Ga Luoh were forced into Dania's pantry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where it was pitch black with Irene in there and other random people with glow sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were going in there to "cleanse our souls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had to rub a plate. say some words and rub our faces after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what we didn't know was that the plates were covered in burnt candle wick powder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we came out, our faces were all black. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played wink murderer, Halo, hung around and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alot more stuff went down today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dania's house is the bestest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-2968536871034972453?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3154880231209883017</id><published>2009-04-19T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:32:32.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Deserve a Holiday.</title><content type='html'>Study Skills ended yesterday.&lt;div&gt;study skills was probably very useful but i was so sleepy some of the time that it wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the times i AM sleeping Shaun doesn't poke me in the back and when i'm not, he does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joanna, Qq Ee and Zhi Yang found it funny to see me try and keep awake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i did was opened by eyes really wide and stare at something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea. i only fell asleep.... twice. for a couple of minutes. which is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;considering we had about 14 hours worth of lecturing in 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the buses were either really hot or had a leaking roof. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the first day, there was only 1 bus and 2 vans so, the guys in the bus had to stand in the aisle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brian Ho fell. on someone. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kimberley sat with a certain someone during a couple of the bus rides back ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our presentation was funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan W had to do voiceovers and his lisp was really obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sssthelamat Datang Ke Malayysthhiaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the best was Group 8, (A)Sexual Reproduction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dian Ping made kids all by himself XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was cool tooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when people tell you the same thing over and over again, you tend not to listen the second time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i end up doodling. i'll scan the crap later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made the words Thompson Submachinegun look ghey with highlighters :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i tried to draw a cthulhu. but it looked like a bracken instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i drew a sea monster that looked like a jellybean with arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got a biscuit we had to take care of for the 3 days . It used to be called "it" then i made a pun and called it BisquIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was later changed to Patrick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jane liked to open it and check on him alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a glue stick with no glue in it so Shaun named it Glueie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he drew the phail whale and O.G.C on poor Glueie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food was kind of decent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the Friday lunch wasn't too appetizing so i bought chicken rice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do not like laichee drinks because they look like 100 plus but then do a surprise bombing of ultra crappyness on your tongue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the mashed potatoes were good though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and those samosa thingehs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people on MSN and people in real life are different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but some of them are the same. it's really strange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're a different person on the com. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fascinating. but still kind of odd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm still tired from study skills. wooh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3154880231209883017?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3154880231209883017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3154880231209883017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3154880231209883017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3154880231209883017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-deserve-holiday.html' title='We Deserve a Holiday.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-4741216109753703969</id><published>2009-04-16T04:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T05:32:26.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drumroll please...</title><content type='html'>I present to you; the Vitagen Pyramid;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;THE VITAMID!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SecbFxXmDLI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/7rPESiODcpQ/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SecbFxXmDLI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/7rPESiODcpQ/s400/Photo+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325254870354496690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jude in a suit jacket says that the black background will make it stand out more, which it does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SecbFlUVsXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/A66fw3zEKNM/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SecbFlUVsXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/A66fw3zEKNM/s400/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325254867119616370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My hair is in both the pics because i had to see what i was taking with photobooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story behind the Vitamid is Qi Shaun buying 4 bottles, 1 of each flavour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked about diarrhoea for awhile. Jude then thought of making a pyramid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought 3 bottles, Jun Vinh bought 2 and we stole 1 more from someone else whom i don't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's all colour coordinated and awesome :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we stacked it on a canteen table but we had no camera so Shaun and I brought them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a bottle fits surprisingly well between 2 fingers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaun is soooooo going to get severe diarrhoea because he had 'shroom soup with stuff he poured into it and the 4 bottles of Vitagen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the flavours we bought areeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaun : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;origional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;grape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;grape grape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Vinh : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;origional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stolen?? : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i got shockwaved alot by Louis, Shaun, Brandon S and Jude i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a shockwave is when someone puts their hand on your head and uses the other hand as a fist to hit it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was trying to dodge Shaun's when Louis hit me. and then Brandon hit me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah. there were alot of people so i couldn't run away and as the result of it, i got shockwaved multiple times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was walking back to class covering my head and Shaun got the left side of my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;side shot :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those buttheads have bad karma awaiting them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it doesn't hurt very much but it still hurts and who on earth likes getting hit on the head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE PERFORMING ARTS SHOWCASE was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it went swimmingly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was really dark in the hall when i went in and i stuck my hands out and because of that, i think i slapped someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last PA concert ever D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sara did my makeup which was kind of alot today : foundation, eyeliner, mascara, blush and lip gloss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my face felt like it was suffocating but it looked cooool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, PA concerts are the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Study Skills tomorrow @ Cheras until 6.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elinaaaaa!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-4741216109753703969?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/4741216109753703969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=4741216109753703969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4741216109753703969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4741216109753703969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/04/vitamid.html' title='Drumroll please...'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/SecbFxXmDLI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/7rPESiODcpQ/s72-c/Photo+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5079888070638017443</id><published>2009-04-15T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:44:50.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>today was the last day we had for Performing Arts Showcase practice.&lt;div&gt;the last i'll have ever. in school. for the rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PA practice is fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we won't have PA next year either, which is upsetting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where is all the teen angst going to go once we've lost our outlet?  :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the word is that all performers have to wear foundation and make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the last run through, everyone sat in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun was locked out with his violin so he played The Entertainer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's half blind so i had to zooooom into the sheet he made me download.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such a happy song. it's so vaudeville. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried to play his violin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G D C A E are the 5 notes i played. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the E sounded crappy but the rest were pretty okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we transcribed the Bryan song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it goes to the tune of Yankee Doodle and involves children and STDs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was raining this morning and we had our study skills briefing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the people in my group are Jane, Gao Jye, Aqief, Ramanathan, Erika and Jae Ying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that was all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O2 Jam. heard of it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we play it now. it's the new thing after Restaurant City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suck once more because i haven't played in years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must go practice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so different because i can play some of the classical songs on piano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dian Ping is awesomeeeeee at O2 jam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5079888070638017443?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5079888070638017443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5079888070638017443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5079888070638017443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5079888070638017443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-8897025578652015348</id><published>2009-04-13T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T05:39:32.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Theatre.</title><content type='html'>theatre practice dominated today.&lt;div&gt;which is the best thing ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no lessons. wooooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was this cat and mouse game we played today which was uber fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make rows of people and make sure they're even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's tag with alot of obstacles technically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all you have to do, is stick your arms out to link with the person beside you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when the mouse says 1, you face forward and you turn to the right when someone says 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mouse tries to save him/herself by switching which way our arms are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dance studio has a slippery floor and no shoes allowed so there was a bit of falling but alot of sliding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is our last year in the PA concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last year for PA too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's a little depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's relive funny things "person" said today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and "person" were talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"person" brought up the topic of manboobs or moobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the way down to the canteen "person" goes : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;who wants to touch my booby moobies?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i think the few people who heard that died a little inside.&lt;div&gt;"person" also has 2 identical water bottles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blue and pink which is not manly at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"person" tells me not to question its youthfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can anyone guess who "person" is? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm listening to MCR :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sounds nice again because i haven't listened to it in a year or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm listening to all 46 songs by the end of today because i want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't bought the new album and i haven't downloaded Desolation Row. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or was it Desolation Now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my obsession has officially died but when MCR gets mentioned it kinda still catches my attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh. the Dead guitar solo! go Ray Toro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope Gerard's kid is cute. and drug free D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, study skills start on Friday and my group's topic is Matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay. i like science but sejarah is easy to present because it's fairly straightforward and there's alot of info in the books themselves so there isn't much to research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but science promotes thought which i haven't had alot of lately, since it's all extra co these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have some MCRemo lyrics :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And without you is how I disappear; and live my life alone forever now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who walks above the famous living dead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get it? M C &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;aRe emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• you can watch me compose like a beast in repose •&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/3148915639042163194-8897025578652015348?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/8897025578652015348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=8897025578652015348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/8897025578652015348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/8897025578652015348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/04/art-of-theatre.html' title='The Art of Theatre.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-4592344431592873657</id><published>2009-04-07T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T06:41:51.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival of Games.</title><content type='html'>i went to 3 out of 5 days, 4 if you don't count the Saturday.&lt;div&gt;Games Carnival was actually really fun, if you take out sunburn from the equation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically it was all lepak and frisbee with Mr. Morethan? Morten?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know how to spell it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we hung out in the library. but then got kicked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis, Qi Shaun and Kuah are Stalkers United.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they would zoom in as much as possible with those really epic zoom lenses and spy on peoplein the field from the huge windows on the 2nd floor of the library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're like telescopes because you can use both eyes with binoculars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one used the screen. it's not part of the stalker spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all stalkers squint into a tiny hole with one eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rugby is the most entertaining sport ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can see the carnage. and the pain. and the face plants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;playing frisbee is super fun, even though i can't throw the thing for nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can catch though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nigel is the cutest frisbee player you could ever see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's like 4'5 and will chase it to the end of the field. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurray for games carnival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boo for sunburn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in yellow cast light, my skin looks orange and it hurts to smile or move my face much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have enough vitamin D to last me for the rest of the year, since i don't need much and my body has got used to the small amounts it usually gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can be nocturnal for the rest of the year. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have parts of fair skin which had been covered by my glasses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully, the darkness will fade but right now, i'm kinda dark and the redness doesn't help either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going again next year. and might actually join something :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-4592344431592873657?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/4592344431592873657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=4592344431592873657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4592344431592873657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/4592344431592873657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/04/carnival-of-games.html' title='Carnival of Games.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-6341161623866128323</id><published>2009-04-02T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T04:50:29.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I found a picture of a girl that looks just like Bryan Wong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously. the girl looks just like him and is doing this lala face/pose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Restaurant City has taken over Pet Society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's really epic because even the guys are really into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm better at Pet Society :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Qi Shaun and I are going to write that novel.&lt;div&gt;first it's book 1 of a 3 or 4 book trilogy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're make lots of money and NO Bryan, you do not get any profit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Christopher Paolini wrote Eragon at 15, just nice for us, since it's Shaun's birthday today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's going to be about this dude, who has something to do with the battle between heaven and hell. and betrayal. and revenge. just think epic stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there'll be demons and greek gods and other things too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're naming something Khomori because it sounds cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khomori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;making up words is so fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaun is so lame. he can't make up awesome names like meeeeee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's all " Do You Believe in the Night of Darkness" and "The Child That Never Was" and Bryan and I are like no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what we're naming the book/trilogy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;*unicef Bonnie | Hello Tharr. says: (8:56:36 PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The OverLord Trilogy, Book One : Hell's Offspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unicef Bonnie | Hello Tharr. says: (8:56:40 PM)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Bryan says: (8:56:45 PM)&lt;br /&gt;sweet&lt;br /&gt;*unicef Bonnie | Hello Tharr. says: (8:56:47 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i win&lt;br /&gt;qishaun.wong says: (8:56:47 PM)&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;Bryan says: (8:56:47 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i like it&lt;br /&gt;*unicef Bonnie | Hello Tharr. says: (8:56:48 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i win&lt;br /&gt;qishaun.wong says: (8:56:55 PM)&lt;br /&gt;sob sob&lt;br /&gt;*unicef Bonnie | Hello Tharr. says: (8:57:00 PM)&lt;br /&gt;it's 54/46 now. i'm gonna end up doing most of it.&lt;br /&gt;qishaun.wong says: (8:57:07 PM)&lt;br /&gt;F**K U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to Qi Shaun, the Gay Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;A++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is the second day of the Games Carnival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to Cheras tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHARON!!! HURRY UP AND COME BACK!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pack fasterrrrrrr! and i would like that pencilbok you mentioned :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-6341161623866128323?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/6341161623866128323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=6341161623866128323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6341161623866128323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6341161623866128323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheers.html' title='Cheers.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5566416246162166307</id><published>2009-04-01T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T05:49:11.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma.</title><content type='html'>Today, during PE, there were no sports coaches, since they all went to MSSKL. &lt;div&gt;no warm up, no sports hall. just that lovely link bridge shade :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've had enough sun, thanks very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis did something so sexxay during PE today :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know the metal support things that keep the link bridge shelters up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ones that you can hang on to like monkey bars. those ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea. ok. Louis would pull himself up, pull his knees up and over his head, completing a 360º backflip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he lets go of the bar so his arms don't pop out of their sockets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's really awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ju Deh can do it too but his legs are really long so he got stuck 3 out of the 4 times he tried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Louis does it, both his legs pass between his arms but Jude's left leg is out to get him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his left leg would get stuck because it goes to the side and gets caught on his arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha. he got stuck really bad the third time. he was upside down for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then he unstuck himself. so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About karma, today, Bryan W and Brandon W had their usual mini spat during PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan accidentally pushed Brandon down onto the road and his shin was kinda bleeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, karma came to kick Bryan's butt because during Geo, he had an epic phail nosebleed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, he tried to plug up his nostrils with his fingers but they got bloody really quick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then he tried to close the holes with the balls of his palms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which soon got bloody too. so someone gave him some tissue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he stuck it up his nose and looked funny for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some way or another, he managed to smear blood all over his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he pinched his nose to try and stop the blood flow while talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he sounded more nasal-ie than Fran Drescher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, when someone came back with ice, he put it on his forehead not his nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even Cik Hayati laughed at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karma's awesomely funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin was so serious during PA practice since Ms. Ong wasn't there yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's one garang director.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told Jane that there was a spider on her shoulder for April Fool's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she screamed. when Adrian tried it on Pn. Rozila, she was indifferent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have something epic to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Qi Shaun says  : &lt;blockquote&gt;On my birthday, a thousand babies will wreak cries of anguish. The earth shall start to shake and The Chutulu will be reborn to wreak havoc mercilessly on the pitiful living. As i sit in my golden throne of ultimate righteousness guarded by the tortured souls of the dead, i look upon the horizon only to find that the final confrontation between heaven and hell will take place on my glorious birthday. After the final confrontation, in the ruins of the once great society that is ours, an eternal darkness shall befall upon the world we know as earth turning it, manipulating it into an unforgiving world consisting of only the damned and tormented. In the barren world, the society only exists in mere groups or tribes surviving on others thus engulfing the once fruitful world into one filled with hatred and death.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi-Shaun and I are going to write an epic novel that will sell better than Eragon, Eldest and Brisingr put together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;profits are split 50/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy April Fool's Day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5566416246162166307?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5566416246162166307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5566416246162166307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5566416246162166307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5566416246162166307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/04/karma.html' title='Karma.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5050508141010887860</id><published>2009-03-31T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T07:23:47.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the burn!</title><content type='html'>today was house deco day.&lt;div&gt;our thingy is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have a couch. made of egg cartons, tape and string.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we lost. oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have sunburn D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our mystery items this year were 2 black Dell keyboards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made the blue castle thingy at the back of the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the basketball hoop which is hopefully still nailed to the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i made this brochure for the judges. i drew as much stuff as i could on it and then painted it. they took it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also listed down all 52 of our toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the toys we made are probably all lost since they'll blow away in the wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay! Henry had a sceptre with a yellow H on it. making that H nearly claimed one of my fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at how much Qi Shaun fails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were talking about kidney stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qishaun.wong (E-mail Address Not Verified) says: (9:49:04 PM)&lt;br /&gt;"argggghhh!!! too hard to piss"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow there's PA practice. yay. i don't need to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm in the cool gang with Sara, Dian Ping and Jimmy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sara likes to throw shoes :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my legs hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5050508141010887860?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5112472958174550761</id><published>2009-03-27T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:31:30.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new want</title><content type='html'>I want the new Wacom Intuos 4.&lt;div&gt;really bad. like really really reallyyyyyy bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's for creative professionals, blablabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's $369.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, my Bamboo doesn't work anymore and i don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if my parents won't get me the Intuos 4, i'll settle for the upgraded Bamboo Fun, medium size for $199. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since the exchange rate is down the tubes, i'll get it for realllly cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ZOMFG. watch the trailer, it's so awesomeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6IsEXtmqO1k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;copy and paste into the adress bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5112472958174550761?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5112472958174550761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5112472958174550761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5112472958174550761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5112472958174550761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-new-want.html' title='I have a new want'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-926673347521468656</id><published>2009-03-22T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T05:44:00.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>failblog.org</title><content type='html'>go there. &lt;div&gt;so many FAILS so little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( Yesterday's entry. which i forgot to post )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school seems like we haven't even had a holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow there's science and sejarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay and ohsheeeet respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember for science there's this form 1 thing which is like.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sodium hydroxide + sulpher dioxide = water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or somthing. it involves chemicals and word equations and water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone explain that to me and i'm set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for sejarah, don't even get me started on that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish it were in English, then i would remember much faster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i don't have to translate. which leaves me with an english sentence and a random BM word which i don't know how to translate. woot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am going to study tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so sleepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i forgot to post that because i was sleepy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;here's today : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Lina says i have to participate in the Dublin Essay Writing Competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1200 words on "The best things in life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurray :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what to write about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the prize is a trip to Dublin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the best things in life is winning £350 from the Commonwealth essay competition and winning the Dublin essay competition so I can spend the £350 in Dublin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea and I agree on that. wouldn't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it would be so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anime content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spoiler is in colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;zomfg. Ichigo's hollow release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ulquiorra might die now because Ichigo got all epic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has occured to me that all the people i heart from diff. anime die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaara died once, but he got revived. (thankgod.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sasori and Deidara are dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grimmjow is dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on lahhhh. stop dieing you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohohohooh. Naruto is angreh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow, there's only the art exam and geo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm painting a desert :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we are freeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i kinda like sitting in the hall all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-926673347521468656?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/926673347521468656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=926673347521468656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/926673347521468656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/926673347521468656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/03/failblogorg.html' title='failblog.org'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-8359526688303731508</id><published>2009-03-20T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:51:24.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it are making meh angry.</title><content type='html'>my internet connection is down the tubes.&lt;div&gt;i remember it used to be a whole lot faster. that or i got a whole lot more impatient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashleigh, i have nothing to blog 'bout so i am sprouting crap&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;, just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a haircut yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wheeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the left side is longer than the right side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since this is the 3rd time this has happened to me, it's definitely on purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hair curves in the front so soon enough, it will look the same length.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anime Content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my haircut would drive that dude from Soul Eater mad. the symmetry freak person dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to watch Soul Eater. but the site i download from doesn't have it in their listings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet. but hurray! they finally added Saiyuki Reload Gunlock &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's about time. now all they need to do is complete APH and get KHR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it'll be awesome because i've only watched 2 episodes of Hetalia and i read the KHR manga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GO CHINA ARUUU~  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;xis &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;owers &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;etalia and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;atekyo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;itman &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eborn for uninformed people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and FINALLY Kishi got Naruto sooooooo pissed off that kyuubi form thingy has 8 tails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleach manga FTW. Bleach anime sucks round objects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i hope you've enjoyed my proper update, &lt;s&gt;ashie&lt;/s&gt;Ashleigh :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss Sharon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come on lift me up, it's a brand new day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;open up a little happiness today :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-8359526688303731508?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-816571584780794887</id><published>2009-03-17T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:17:48.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;TEN HOW'S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did you get one of your scars?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tripped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did you celebrate your last birthday?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once with parents. another time with Shandel. and anotherr time at Shandel's house. yar. repitition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How are you feeling at this moment?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did your night go last night?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep. and slept for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did you do in high school?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did you get the shirt you're wearing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How often do you see ur best friend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as often as i am in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How much money did you spend last month?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How old do you want to be when you get married?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past 25. no older than 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How old will you be at your next birthday?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. holy sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;NINE WHAT'S:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your mothers name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you do last weekend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping with mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the most important part of your life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birth. duhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would you rather be doing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday-ing somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you last cry over?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a story about a cat. man, it was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What always makes you feel better when you’re upset?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute things. like puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you worried about?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid sems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you have for breakfast?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;EIGHT HAVE YOU’S:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever liked someone who had a girlfriend/boyfriend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all hot famous people seem to have a significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever been out of the country?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever done something outrageously dumb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever been back stabbed by a friend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever had sex on the beach?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. i hate sand. and sun. hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever dated someone younger than you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever read an entire book in one day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. it was only about 500 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;SEVEN WHO’S:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person you saw?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person you texted?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qi Shaun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person you hungout with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person to call you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qi Shaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who did you last hug?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is the last person who texted you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the las person you said "i love you" to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't say that much. i said i hate you to Bryan though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;SIX WHERE’S:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where does your best friend live?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where did you last go?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where did you last hang out?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where do you go to school?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sri Cempaka Schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is your favorite place to be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home. with the AC on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where did you sleep last night?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;FIVE DO’S/DOES:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you like someone right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. 'cept Ryan Ross. *swoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think anyone likes you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you ever wish you were someone else?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you know the muffin man?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLYESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does the future scare you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;FOUR WHY’S:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why are you best friends with your best friend(s)?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why did you get a myspace?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why did your parents give you the name you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why are you doing this survey?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;THREE IF’S:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could have one super power what would it be??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME CONTROL! i could stop it. and go back in time. like Hiro :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could go back in time and change one thing, would you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If u were stranded on a deserted island &amp;amp; could bring 1 thing what would you bring?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a yacht. so i could go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;TWO WOULD-YOU-EVER’S:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you ever get back together with any of your ex’s if they asked you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. sure. it'll grow back. and i'll have the oppourtunity to wear a cool wig. or a cool hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;ONE LAST QUESTION&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda. ish.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this tag was kind of fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-816571584780794887?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/816571584780794887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=816571584780794887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/816571584780794887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/816571584780794887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/03/ten-hows-how-did-you-get-one-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-1423534332494582389</id><published>2009-03-14T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T06:19:27.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by Elina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i've been tagged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Take a recent picture of yourself or take a picture right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't change your clothes, just take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post the picture with NO editing.&lt;br /&gt;4. Post the picture with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is not uploading itttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;someone who has a job related to art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you like the most about the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;She's the bestest evarrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you looking for a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;not right now. unless filthy rich and buys me whatever i want :) i can dream, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the circumstances but most of the time, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How many babies you want?&lt;div&gt;twins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you name your kids in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Female :  I don't know yet.&lt;br /&gt;Male : Jasper or Konnor or Ryan or Liam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i currently dislike toddlers. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your goal for this year (2009)?&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy that i got 7As for PMR. thanks Ms. Sheena for the secret :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you think you are clever?&lt;br /&gt;i guess but i'm too lazy to bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you favorite colours?&lt;br /&gt;grey and green and everything in between but pink and certain shades of orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you ever wonder where you would end up after you die?&lt;br /&gt;i'm immortal. but if not, heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are your bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;i have lots! wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you can do anything now. What would it be?&lt;br /&gt;get a photographic memory and memorize everything for PMR :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. State a random fact about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid that if i don't wear my ear studs, the holes will close. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a swastika for Nazis and a lightning bolt for Blitzkreig. i am getting into the spirit of Flames of War XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What does flying mean to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting on an airplane and going for a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you crave for the most currently?&lt;br /&gt;Chips. the nice imported kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you mean if you were to fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;I would understand the dude and he would understand me and we would care deeply for each other. I should write those sappy things Hallmark cards say &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you currently single?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. BFs may get in the way of my 7As&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How many ex boyfriend/girlfriend you had before?&lt;br /&gt;well, la dee dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you believe in fate?&lt;br /&gt;i believe in luck and karma tooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Die a virgin?&lt;br /&gt;no way in hell. i'm not getting knocked up either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tag is over. i tag ALL OF YOU!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-1423534332494582389?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/1423534332494582389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=1423534332494582389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/1423534332494582389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/1423534332494582389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-elina.html' title='tagged by Elina'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-3596869801591899571</id><published>2009-03-14T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:33:29.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is time.</title><content type='html'>to study like crap, since the exams continueeeeeeeee.&lt;div&gt;it's nice of them to split the exams up, since we had to play in WMD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the hall is really cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year i'm not going to be a prefect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Sarah and Jude are going to try again next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disappointed? a little. but i've gotten over it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people who didn't get to be one this year must not be angry/upset about it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stress makes people go bald. and crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hyperventilates*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to get an Intuos tablet but it's realllyyyyy pricey :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, my mom has issues with dirty stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she got me new converse because my old ones are a little dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha. now all i have to do is make my iPod dirty like crap and BAM! iPod touch :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never knew they were so expensiveeee.  they're all above RM90. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't remember thatttt. i bought the black ones. hooray! no more clashy like my black and red ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Bata didn't have the mary janes i wear for school todayyy. so i had to get some kind of loafer thingy because i wasn't allowed to leave unless i bought new shoes to replace my ugly as hell current ones for school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found a new blogskin. it's grey. i like grey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c-box codes will be posted eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-3596869801591899571?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/3596869801591899571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=3596869801591899571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3596869801591899571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/3596869801591899571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-time.html' title='It is time.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-7002740491502994320</id><published>2009-03-10T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:53:06.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WMD photoshoot.</title><content type='html'>there were alot of people being squeezed onto the stage and made into rows on the floor.&lt;div&gt;i was wearing my tie so i had to KNEEL in the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my ankles are all screwy now. first it was my left, now both of them kind of hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talked with Ju Vinh about the unsucky Bleach MANGA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we agreed that the anime sucks balls after the whole filler arc which replaced the Las Noches seige thingy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY KILLED GRIMMJOW'S AIRTIME and Ulquiorra's awesomeness was not thereeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they skipped to that arc where the little blond girl gets kidnapped or something. blablabla Kenryuu... Enryuu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun talked about Shoot 'Em Up or something. and his hair got massacred. gahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 hour later and we have only managed to take 3 photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was first lights on, no flash then it suddenly went to lights off with ultra blinding flash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later i got to stand up and stand at the side. YAYY! no kneeling but i think i was blocked by tall people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis and Qi Shaun have been making fun of my height today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and like every other day, Louis hits me on the head. with either his hand or Jude's pencilbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pencilbox is full of hard things. it hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to clarify, i have short genes. don't blame me for anythaaaang  &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sejarah kerja kursus is being a pain in the backside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tap Tap Revenge 2 is the best thing and also the laggiest game everrrrrr on iPod Touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously. Extreme is so hard to play now. it's not like i have 3 thumbs so it's hard, TapTap game people. why did you make it so hard that i can't play with my thumbs?!?!? whyyyy  D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my science file is getting sent to Pn Sapura for checking which will soon be followed by everyone else. hahaha. i was just chosen first. over and done with is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indices are confusing. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F3 is beginning to bother me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer this riddle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the beginning of the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appear twice in a week but none in a month;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am there in a year but not in a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what am i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it took me a looooong time to answer this riddle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no googling allowed. try it. it's fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-7002740491502994320?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/7002740491502994320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=7002740491502994320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7002740491502994320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/7002740491502994320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/03/wmd-photoshoot.html' title='WMD photoshoot.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-8522358688963856127</id><published>2009-03-05T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:07:27.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>48 pressurized hours.</title><content type='html'>World Math Day is officially over by 3 hours and 5 minutes now :)&lt;div&gt;it's been helluva loooooong 2 days and i'm glad everyone in school whooped arse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHA! I seriously agree with Qi-Shaun, we're going to be banned next year because Cempaka is so awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, sitting in the hall, playing like crap, looking for a way to charge our dying laptops, talking and cursing at the lousy internet connection and typos is what we did most of the time in school today and yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, we have conquered the world. squeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now all the other countries fear us because we kicked some major posterior this year compared to last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F3 Team B had less people but we did our best &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so happy that it's over and that i got my 20 marks for the exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WMD is much anticipated next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hearing is screwed because of non-stop music listening in the noisy hall which meant high volume. and we're all going to get Carpal Tunnel Syndrome :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha. i made so many people strike out by saying nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went "ohmygod! Philip is going to rape you!!!" to Qi Shaun and he striked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satay, cupcakes and juice after our world domination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something gay happened then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was holding a cupcake and an icing flower between my fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BRYAN&lt;/span&gt;gay&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look. the sugar flower on it is hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh. let me see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*takes it and eats it* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEIHHH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that prostiwhore gayfag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't get my goal of 12k because some internet thingy malfunction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got reallyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy close though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i helped Ga Louh play while he was having frisbee practice after i got 10k, which is a better thing to do than try to get a medal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he had a black out and couldn't play :\   he didn't make it to 10k though :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh! and i played with my cousin in Cheras twice. once as myself, and once as Ga Luoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all in all, a day of goodwill and victoryyyy &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-8522358688963856127?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/8522358688963856127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=8522358688963856127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/8522358688963856127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/8522358688963856127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/03/48-pressurized-hours.html' title='48 pressurized hours.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-2825195047034762478</id><published>2009-03-02T14:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:32:12.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tags; because i'm curious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so, i'm seeing how virgin i am at life and how asian i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Smoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Drank alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Cried when someone died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. Been drunk.&lt;br /&gt;5. Had sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Been to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. Gotten/given a handjob.&lt;br /&gt;8. Gotten/given a blowjob.&lt;br /&gt;9. Been verbally/sexually harassed.&lt;br /&gt;10. Verbally/sexually harassed somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 97%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Felt someone up and/or been felt up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfrend before.&lt;br /&gt;14. Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;15. Been to prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Cried at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Went streaking.&lt;br /&gt;19. Given or receieved a lap dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Had someone of the opposite sex in your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 93%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23. Kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;24. Hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;25. Went scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;26. Driven a car.&lt;br /&gt;27. Gotten an x-ray.&lt;br /&gt;28. Hit by a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. Had a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;30. Done serious drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 90%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Played strip poker/darts.&lt;br /&gt;32. Got paid to strip for someone.&lt;br /&gt;33. Run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;34. Broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;36. Bought porn.&lt;br /&gt;37. Watched porn.&lt;br /&gt;38. Made porn.&lt;br /&gt;39. Had a crush on someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;40. Been in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 89%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Frenched kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. Laughed so hard you cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;43. Cried yourself to sleep &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(THAT IS JUST EMO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Laughed yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;45. Stabbed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;46. Shot a gun.&lt;br /&gt;47. Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48. Been online for 9 consecutive hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49. Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. Watched an animal die. Animal Planet :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 85%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Watched a person die.&lt;br /&gt;52. Kissed and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 person present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;53. Pranked somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;54. Put somebody in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;55. Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out.&lt;br /&gt;56. Kissed somebody of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;57. Dressed punk.&lt;br /&gt;58. Dressed goth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59. Dressed preppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Been to a motocross race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 81%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;61. Avoided somebody.&lt;br /&gt;62. Been stalked.&lt;br /&gt;63. Stalked someone.&lt;br /&gt;64. Met a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;65. Played an instrument.&lt;br /&gt;66. Ridden a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;67. Cut yourself.&lt;br /&gt;68. Bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;69. Ding dong ditched somebody. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;70. Been to a wild party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 74%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Got caught stealing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;72. Kicked/punched a guy in the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;73. Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;74. Gone out with your friend's crush.&lt;br /&gt;75. Got arrested.&lt;br /&gt;76. Been pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;77. Babysat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;78. Been to another country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;79. Started your house on fire.&lt;br /&gt;80. Had an encounter with a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 71%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Donated your hair to cancer patients.&lt;br /&gt;82. Been asked out by someone that you never thought you'd be asked out by.&lt;br /&gt;83. Cried over a member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;84. Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over or 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;85. Sat on your butt all day.&lt;br /&gt;86. Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;87. Had a job.&lt;br /&gt;88. Gotten cut from a sports team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;89. Been called a whore. yah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;90. Danced like a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Been mistaken for a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;92. Been in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;93. Been told you have beautiful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;94. Been told you have beautiful hair.&lt;br /&gt;95. Raped somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;96. Danced in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;97. Been rejected.&lt;br /&gt;98. Walked out of a restaurant without paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;99. Punched someone/slapped someone in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;100. Been raped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im 68% virgin at life.&lt;div&gt;shit. i have alot to do now &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] You think DDR is cool&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've watched lots of anime&lt;br /&gt;[] You like Korean drama&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have stuff hanging on your phone&lt;br /&gt;[] You think your parents want you to marry within your own race&lt;br /&gt;[]You eat rice almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;[x] You drink lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X's so far: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] You style your hair&lt;br /&gt;[X] You have a bebo/myspace/friendster&lt;br /&gt;[X] You speak languages other than English&lt;br /&gt;[X] Your parents are strict&lt;br /&gt;[X] Your parents have high expectations of you&lt;br /&gt;[]You always get A's/B's on your report (mainly B's :P)&lt;br /&gt;[]You do Chemistry/Biology/Physics/Accounting&lt;br /&gt;[X] You know your multiplication tables&lt;br /&gt;[X] You play badminton or table tennis or Irish Pingpong&lt;br /&gt;[] You've seen the asian version The ring/The grudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X's so far: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] You go/want to go to a university and would NEVER consider an apprenticeship&lt;br /&gt;[] You own an asian car (Honda, Toyota, etc)&lt;br /&gt;[X] You're not the only child&lt;br /&gt;[X] You've gotten little red envelopes around February&lt;br /&gt;[X] You know the difference between kung fu, karate and tae kwon do&lt;br /&gt;[] Your mother tries to bargain even though the product is already discounted&lt;br /&gt;[X] You can solve a rubiks cube&lt;br /&gt;[X] You have a box of noodles somewhere in your house&lt;br /&gt;[X] You play video games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X's so far: 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] Everytime you're going out, your parents ask you where you're going and what time you'll be home&lt;br /&gt;[] You have karaoke at home&lt;br /&gt;[] You've been to a LAN more than 3 times&lt;br /&gt;[X] You have incense sticks/moth balls in your house&lt;br /&gt;[X] You own a gaming console&lt;br /&gt;[X] You don't wear shoes in your house&lt;br /&gt;[X] You can use chopsticks&lt;br /&gt;[] You get nothing if you do well in school, but punished if you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X's so far: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] Your parents won't let you go out if you have school the next day&lt;br /&gt;[X] You have asian songs on your computer/iPod&lt;br /&gt;[] You don't like football&lt;br /&gt;[] You like Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X's so far: 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] You have a curfew&lt;br /&gt;[] You know what ulzzang/tb means&lt;br /&gt;[X]You know what purikura is. FUTHERMORE. i have done it. must i add points? :\&lt;br /&gt;[X] You like bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;[X] Your parents bought you shoes many sizes too big so you can "grow into it" and wear it for years to come&lt;br /&gt;[X] You've played final fantasy&lt;br /&gt;[] You believe in fortune cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X's so far: 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] You know what is bok choy &lt;br /&gt;[] You've heard the song "Got rice?" &lt;br /&gt;[X] You've had pockys/yan yan before&lt;br /&gt;[X] When you ask for ur mums permission she goes "ask ur dad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total X's: 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply your total score by 2 and put the subject as I am _% Asian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;60% Asian&lt;/span&gt;. um. well then, that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miley Cyrus can go to hell. Asian people are not to be made fun of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's going to hell anyway. i couldn't ask for more :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-2825195047034762478?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/2825195047034762478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=2825195047034762478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/2825195047034762478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/2825195047034762478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/03/tags-because-im-curious.html' title='Tags; because i&apos;m curious.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5668478576346270252</id><published>2009-02-22T04:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T04:29:31.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gala of Swimming.</title><content type='html'>Me and Dania went to the Swimming Gala togetharr.&lt;div&gt;she tumpang-ed my car, as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met up with Sarah's booth's people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over to Andrea and Ash's booth and lepaked for quite awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we saw many many people and bought alot of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got our hair sprayed with colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hair still smells like the spray but i think all the yellow has come off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;colour spray burns eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmygod! Aishah swam!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Dania, Ashleigh, Andrea and Shu Anne went into the haunted house, which my cousin and her friends were running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wasn't scary per se but it was really fun bumbling around in the dark like goons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was seriously pitch black. it was like my eyes were closed but they were open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such a strange feeling. i would look around and see nothinggg D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a maze and there would be dead ends. and people tapping you on the back and yelling at you with phone light shining on their face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and people would be under tables, grabbing your legs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was 2 classes long. you made your way through the first one, exited, went through a makeshift passage of black cloth into the second class. where you get lost in the dark. again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shu Anne cheated. she used her phone as a torch/beacon after we lost her... somewhere in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we all cheated really. we climbed over tables when we were stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea was panicking and i had no idea where Ashleigh was for half of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a death grip on someone. i think it was Dania. couldn't tell. too dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we helped sell cookies for Ashleigh after a looooong lepak session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went in the haunted house a second time with Jane, Ga Luoh and Dania who went twice as well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was somewhat brighter that time and i could see. sort of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second time, i thought someone was Ga Luoh and shined phone light on him but it was actually some random seladang guy who was one of the people running it :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was about ready to cabut when Qi Shaun showed up. at 12.30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loser. it was already almost over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so tired because after that, my mom made me go shopping with her in BV while i was still in my house shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she bought clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was kinda fun. memorable, at the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5668478576346270252?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5668478576346270252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5668478576346270252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5668478576346270252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5668478576346270252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/02/gala-of-swimming.html' title='Gala of Swimming.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-9104613361978230298</id><published>2009-02-19T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T05:31:09.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure-ified.</title><content type='html'>well then, this is an important year.&lt;div&gt;PMR, prefect selections and Yeong Shin stepping down as anime club captain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PMR is inevitable. Me becoming a prefect is a possibility and me as Anime Club captain is something that will definitely happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am going to be so busy this year. I would love to be able to surf the web and watch TV all day but it's not like I can do that, can i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i have to work &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exxxxxtrrraaaaaa&lt;/span&gt; hard this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so happy that i got 7As for PMR, Ms Sheena! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anime Club isn't having a booth for the Swimming Gala this year because Yeong Shin ish busy but next year, all you people better watch out 'cause i'll be in charge &gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it'll be in Cempaka Avenue, so we can have games :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll force myself to cope this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking about all the things i have to do this year all seriously is bringing me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the happier side of my very emo today, Bryan, Louis and Qi Shaun did funny things in the corridor today after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan piggybacked Louis and Qi Shaun, obviously one at a time. he ran with Louis from those 2  Std 5 classes all the way past my locker. man that was far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis was yelling like a girl. Qi Shaun fairly enjoyed his ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was really funny and ghey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they also supported Qi Shaun's weight between them and carried him around or rather ran around with him like he was dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan and Louis were either side of Qi Shaun who held on to their shoulders while they grabbed him at the waist and ran around with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was reallyyyyy funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun's screams are somewhat manlier than Louis' screams. I think it's because he doesn't panic like Louis XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yar. and i sent Jun Vinh home today. i saw his house, with the grey gate! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral of the post, don't think too much and make the most of happy times because once PMR comes, die lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-9104613361978230298?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/9104613361978230298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=9104613361978230298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/9104613361978230298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/9104613361978230298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/02/pressure-ified.html' title='Pressure-ified.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-8367608566165274241</id><published>2009-02-17T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:18:22.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Happy.</title><content type='html'>I painted my StuG today.&lt;div&gt;a StuG is a Late War German tank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got the black base coat done and finished up the dry brushing on the body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took a really looooooong time to do the base coat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finished last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It comes in 3 main pieces, the body, the tracks and the gun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are other little bits like tiny little people and side armour you stick on later, just for aesthetic purposes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, excess resin or metal is on your model and you have to either file or clip it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my tracks needed excessive filing and i had to clip alot off stuff off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my model had lots and lots of surplus bits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was resin and metal all over my newspaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qi Shaun stuck everything on for me. and i didn't have to ask either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm afraid of the glue because on Monday, there was another painting work shop and En. Marzuki squeezed the glue tube too hard so it went all over his hand and spent &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;30 mins in a toilet trying to scratch it off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing though, he stuck the gun on slightly off centre. homomofo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dry brushing was so fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i finished, i think i got insulted by an adult :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quote Mr. Wong : " It's very well done. Very good for someone who can't do the black base coat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i CAN do the base coat. just really slowly. because unpainted spots unlock my inner OCD freak person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and German tanks have a lot of detail compared to American tanks, which is why i finished last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were so. many. unpainted spots. then i took a looooong time to fill them in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like painting models. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i paint really slow so i think i'm going to be one of those people who take 10 hours to paint a tank :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to be a painter. I'll paint alot more than i'll play Flames of War.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I sent in my prefect application 20 minutes ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-8367608566165274241?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/8367608566165274241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=8367608566165274241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/8367608566165274241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/8367608566165274241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-happy.html' title='So Happy.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-6688491594844562665</id><published>2009-02-15T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:17:48.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well then;</title><content type='html'>i went to see Pink Panther 2 with 5 tall people and 1 person who was my height and my dad.&lt;div&gt;i had to walk really fast today. Ju Deh can take 1 step to my 2 steps if he tries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went with Louis, Ju-Deh, Qi-Shaun, Ga Luoh, Jun Vinh and Bryan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hooray for the tall dudes :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to the pet store because the last 3 people listed were not there yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was a dalmation and 2 golden retrievers there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dalmations have fur that goes one way only. try to stroke it the other direction from which it grows and it feels like sand paper. i never knew that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;golden retrievers had nice shiny coats :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw rodents on steroids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were many albino snakes. so pretty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't think i saw any cats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis is afraid of dogs. Qi Shaun does not like snakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sissy people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate at McD's and went to a model shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was this giant head of some. thingy on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was huge. and had beady little eyes, alot of teeth and huge twisty ram-like horns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jude and I found alot of porny figurines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they had alot of predator models. and the V for Vendetta dude masks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;model shop was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people were right, Pink Panther 2 wasn't as funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still funny. especially the Pope part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played foosball or however it's spelt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis is possibly the worst goalie ever. he stares at the ball but does nothing to stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left and went to buy a box fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldn't find a nice one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watch Pink Panther 2 if you watched the first one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not; meh. don't bother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-6688491594844562665?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/6688491594844562665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=6688491594844562665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6688491594844562665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/6688491594844562665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-then.html' title='Well then;'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148915639042163194.post-5233705197739229135</id><published>2009-02-15T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:16:47.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrap that.</title><content type='html'>i got a new blog :)&lt;div&gt;i wanted one with a skin and also a new URL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this skin has colour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing though, it has no archives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea. i think i'll go steal archive codes from some other skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you see, you lot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when people make skins, they make them on PC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blogskins don't work on Mac if they weren't made on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that is why this skin is just a box and there's a lighter grey border thing around it :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can live with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;post some stuff in the c-box, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3148915639042163194-5233705197739229135?l=bon-niee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/feeds/5233705197739229135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3148915639042163194&amp;postID=5233705197739229135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5233705197739229135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3148915639042163194/posts/default/5233705197739229135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bon-niee.blogspot.com/2009/02/scrap-that.html' title='Scrap that.'/><author><name>Bonnie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549828143964900449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVkHkyj3d2k/TSmoWQF6pXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kJI_xOZ2XUI/S220/39738_1540284916657_1520941528_1324346_6939791_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
