<?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-38393150</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:25:13.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iDance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-9075220450768251198</id><published>2009-02-03T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:43:00.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Randomly, here. Have a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray; width: 320px; font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 5px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 20px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 89%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ; margin: 10px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 77%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 41%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 38%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 31%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 19%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 3%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 8px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-9075220450768251198?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/9075220450768251198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=9075220450768251198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/9075220450768251198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/9075220450768251198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2009/02/randomly-here.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2572505056476702078</id><published>2008-12-23T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:16:26.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm only doing this cause Geri 'ordered' me to. Didn't have much of a say in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged as to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged People:&lt;br /&gt;Meh, who ever wants to. Who the hell reads my blog nowadays, anyway? I certainly don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Calm down dudes. I’m a-okay, mostly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero/Heroine&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I was just thinking, “Save the girl, save the world.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firewater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh dear. What the hell is that supposed to mean?! Fiesty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The TRUTH, is out there…somewhere, I’m sure. Absolutely positive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hell, if I could bring myself to cheat, I would’ve! But I can’t, Geri. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shoot the stars with energy beams! Eh, that was random. These things happen after 12. So deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting Game&lt;br /&gt;…Er. I know I’m almost always late for anything and everything under the sun. It could be true. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AWESOME. Me and Jade think our parents think we’re insane. Always laughing. Always hyper. Nitro-fied!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sora (Sky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My head’s in the clouds. Or rather, the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space Travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s a secret formula! GERI! GO GET OUR ROCKET. NAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rather the opposite, actually. How ironic. AND DUDE, I FINALLY GET WHAT THE HELL YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT. Took me almost, um, 2 weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAGON CARNIVAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Considering my love of dragons, I find this very, very awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Definitely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colourblind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So it’s like, bam! Dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ukiyo Crossing (Crossing the Transient World)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We’re at the crossing to choose! Yes! Although, that does not make sense at, all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;…I shall come back to haunt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Squawking hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh. Definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero no Kotae (The Answer to Zero)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it is…one thousand, three hundred and seven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okuru Kotoba (The Words I send to You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, if we take this literally, why the hell did no one sms me during my trip!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rirura Riruha (Real Life, Real Heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I can say is, =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;サンデー (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, doofs, it’s Monday. Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2572505056476702078?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2572505056476702078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2572505056476702078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2572505056476702078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2572505056476702078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-only-doing-this-cause-geri-ordered.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2803470235027344173</id><published>2008-12-02T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:59:15.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Geri. Unlike her long, long sentence with no punctuation, this sentence’ll be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her?&lt;br /&gt;Friend, fellow tapper, fellow Litewavian….eh…there’re a lot. Do you really want me to name them all?&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her?&lt;br /&gt;I. Short&lt;br /&gt;II. Sadist&lt;br /&gt;III. Smart, y’know, the mad scientist kind&lt;br /&gt;IV. Short&lt;br /&gt;V. Terrible at Chinese :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that came to mind was the phone conversation we had on New Year’s Eve, with, what, 6 different people talking on one end? To me and Jade?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Odd.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey Geri! Let’s do that again this year! Since you’ll probably end up with the rest of Litewaves, excluding TS, again!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Bah humbug. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid. Very afraid. Let no man or woman alive be ignorant of the Cheese’s immense sadistic mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 and 9 are missing&lt;br /&gt;Poof! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is it that you want to tell her now?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait to give you your present, honestly. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her?&lt;br /&gt;Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Most, except for a select few, would agree that I’m slightly insane, all the time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Those select few would know that my behaviour can be bipolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characteristics you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;My low self-esteem about my work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The characteristics you love yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;I love to build! That, like, says it all, in one sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;Ideal? I have no ‘hero’, or whatever. But! I really, really, really want to be a renewable energy engineer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;“……Who?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people who you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know that many people who blog regularly, honestly. No one reads my blog!&lt;br /&gt;1. Geri&lt;br /&gt;2. Shir&lt;br /&gt;3. Mark&lt;br /&gt;4. Eunice&lt;br /&gt;5. Ju&lt;br /&gt;6. Gladys&lt;br /&gt;7. Man&lt;br /&gt;8. Kristy!&lt;br /&gt;9. Eh, Jade.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sandra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 [Gladys] having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Her handphone, her television, and her tablet. Tsk, Gladys, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 [Jade] a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Of questionable gender. Totally. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Nah, she’s part of the more mature gender.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no.7 [Man] and 10 [Sandra] are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Man wouldn’t be able to take it. And Sandra’s too boy crazy to let that happen, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no.2 [Shir] studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Um, how to pass survive in a Chinese-based school with little Chinese skills. I don’t know how to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3 [Mark]?&lt;br /&gt;Couple of days ago, when I asked him for his number again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no. 8 [Kristy] like?&lt;br /&gt;No particular kind. But, she enjoys Jap songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no.1 [Geri] have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Stef. Didn’t we use to have a joke about you having more siblings, or something? I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no. 3 [Mark]?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. No offence, Mark. But I wouldn’t, for more reasons than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How bout no. 7 [Man]?&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Nahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is number 4 [Eunice] single?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;No! Duh. She’s dating, um, I’m not sure who it is now. Probably a character of whatever drama she’s watching now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5 [Ju]?.&lt;br /&gt;Chew. Full name, Chew Li Julienne. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the hobby of no. 10 [Sandra]?&lt;br /&gt;Flirting with guys, I bet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no. 5 [Ju] and 9 [Jade] get along well?&lt;br /&gt;Well, they don’t really know each other? But Ju can recognize Jade by voice. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no. 2 [Shir] studying at?&lt;br /&gt;RV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Say something about no. 1 [Geri]&lt;br /&gt;Cheeeeeeeeeeeee-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8 [Kristy]?&lt;br /&gt;….No? Why would I? Although, she IS an awesome partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no. 9 [Jade] live?&lt;br /&gt;An imaginary land, where dramas reign supreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does no.4 [Eunice] like?&lt;br /&gt;Pink and green! Not pink or green. Pink and green, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no.1 [Geri] and 5 [Ju] best friends?&lt;br /&gt;They don’t even know each other! Well, not personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Does no.1 [Geri] have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Um, fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Is no. 7 [Man] the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;No, but no offence, man. Get sexier, then you can cosplay Lorelei! And that would be so, effing, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What is no. 10 [Sandra] doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Probably at band, or something. Or flirting with guys. More likely, the latter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2803470235027344173?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2803470235027344173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2803470235027344173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2803470235027344173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2803470235027344173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/12/1_02.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2767465713508043858</id><published>2008-11-21T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:34:57.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jkdradon.mypersonality.info/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/11/113590.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs are logical, individualistic, reserved, and very curious individuals. They focus on ideas, theories and the explanation of how things work. They are especially adept at discussions and debate. They have the ability to focus intently on a subject. They appreciate and respect intelligence in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs live in the world of &lt;b&gt;theoretical&lt;/b&gt; possibilities. They see everything in terms of how it could be improved, or what it could be turned into. They live primarily inside their own minds, having the ability to &lt;b&gt;analyze difficult problems&lt;/b&gt;, identify patterns, and come up with &lt;b&gt;logical&lt;/b&gt; explanations. They seek clarity in everything, and are therefore driven to build knowledge. They are the "absent-minded professors", who highly value intelligence and the ability to apply logic to theories to find solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTP &lt;a href="http://www.mypersonality.info/personality-types/population-gender/"&gt;Population&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2.5%&lt;br /&gt;Male: 4%&lt;br /&gt;Female: 1%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, happy?&lt;br /&gt;Y'know Geri, I'm even rarer than you are.&lt;br /&gt;And we're only different in terms of I and E. Introverted and extroverted. Cool. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2767465713508043858?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2767465713508043858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2767465713508043858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2767465713508043858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2767465713508043858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/11/intps-contribute-logical-system.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2239728601694954779</id><published>2008-07-20T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:55:25.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I act on impulse too much. Once again, it's caused me to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Coward. Coward! COWARD! You're a fucking coward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid...stupid Jasmine...you can't run and hide forever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2239728601694954779?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2239728601694954779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2239728601694954779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2239728601694954779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2239728601694954779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-act-on-impulse-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3804354822787741890</id><published>2008-06-20T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:34:41.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh no oh no oh no oh no.&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Jasmine. Calm. Down. Breathe. Don't freak out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3804354822787741890?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3804354822787741890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3804354822787741890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3804354822787741890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3804354822787741890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-no-oh-no-oh-no-oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5881745499460306190</id><published>2008-06-19T22:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:58:27.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ahhh. Homework sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm actually posting 3 times in a day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let's post a quiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;table style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Random&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you have any pets?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;White, with a smattering of colour.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Name three things that are physically close to you:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;My tabblie, my pencil case, and this huge stack of homework.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What is the last book you read?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I forget.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you or were you a good student?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Somewhat.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your favorite sport?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Netball!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you enjoy sleeping late?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Definitely.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's the weather like right now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Humid. Very, humid.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Who tells the best jokes?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Either Ju, Eu, or Elvi.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What was the last thing you dreamed about?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Not putting it here. Private stuff.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you drive?  If so, have you ever crashed?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yeah! It was terrible! What a waste of $1.50!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you believe in karma?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Maybe.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you believe in luck?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Maybe too.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you like your eggs scrambled or sunny side up?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Omelette ftw!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you collect anything?  If so, what?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I collect collar pins!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you proud of yourself?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm proud of my achievements!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you reliable?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;....Not too sure. I'm quite the procrastinator, but eventually, it gets done.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Have you ever given money to a bum?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;...Uh...no..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your favorite food?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ham &amp;amp; cheese!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Have you ever had a secret admirer?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No idea. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you like the smell of gasoline?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do like to draw?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I try.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your favorite invention?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hydrogen powered hybrid car!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Is your room messy?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yeap.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What do you like better: oranges or apples?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Both!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you give in easily?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I think so..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you a good guesser?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Can you read other people's expressions?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yeah, I can be perceptive, I guess. Although...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you a bully?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;...Um....no?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you have a job?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nope, unless you count tap. =D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What time did you wake up this morning?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10.53 am.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What did you eat for breakfast this morning?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Frosties!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;When was the last time you showered?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5 pm?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What do you plan on doing tomorrow?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Go to school, do homework, plan....yeah...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your favorite day of the week and why?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Saturday! I get to go for tap, the possibility of stadium, see Geri, maybe Shir, and it's a weekend!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you have any nicknames?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jas, mostly. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Have you ever been scuba diving?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I wish.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your least favorite color?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Pink. Yeuch.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Is there someone you have been constantly thinking about?  If yes, who?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yes......*cough* Gerard. =D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Would you ever go skydiving?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I have no idea. I'm terrified of heights.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What toothpaste do you use?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Colgate!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you enjoy challenges?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You could say so.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's the worst injury you have had?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I skinned both my knees at the same time....yeah, I've never broken a bone, can you believe it?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's the last movie you saw?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;It was so long ago, I can't remember it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What do you want to know about the future?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I want to know.......&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What does your last text message say?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;From Rayna - 'Ok jia you.'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Who was the last person you spoke over the phone to?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ju!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your favorite school subject?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Chem and AM!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your least favorite school subject?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Chinese. Bleah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Would you rather have money or love?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;....hm...love.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What is your dream vacation?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;To the Pulau Redang I went to 8 years ago.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What is your favorite animal?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Komodo Dragon or the White Tiger!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yeah..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's the last sporting event you watched?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Euro 08. Can't remember who.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you need to do laundry?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nope. My primary chore is the dishes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you listen to the radio?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Where were you when 9/11 happened?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;In school, I think.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Swear, then kick the machine.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Have you ever caught a butterfly?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No, but one's landed on me before.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What color are your bed sheets?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yellow!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your ringtone?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Over You - Daughtry&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jade.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you have any obsessions right now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yup.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you like things that glow in the dark?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Glowy....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your favorite fruity scent?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Strawberries. Hell yeah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you watch cartoons?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Have you ever sat on a roof?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;..I think so.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Have you ever been to a different country?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Of course! But no further than Sa Pa, Vietnam.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Name three things in the world you dislike:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Chinese, homework, vegetables.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Name three people in the world you dislike:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ms Rose. That's it. Oh yeah. ******.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Has a rumor even been spread about you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No idea.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you like sushi?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Kinda.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you believe in magic?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I wish it existed!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you hold grudges?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No, even if I try.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/view-survey.php?id=2303" title="75 Random Questions"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; or other &lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;MySpace Surveys&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;PimpSurveys.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now what? I know! Let's type gibberish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;XYULAIXSIOLYWIHZOMCHAGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SIOLYUFFSMIOHXFCEYSIOFCEYGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;QYFFCXIOVNSIOXI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay, fine. Back to homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5881745499460306190?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5881745499460306190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5881745499460306190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5881745499460306190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5881745499460306190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1956832667464878050</id><published>2008-06-19T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:12:08.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm doing this cause....well...I just don't want to do homework, okay? &lt;div&gt;And Geri suggested it too. XD &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;Dr Phil's Test:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Here you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Try this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Below is Dr Phil's test.(Dr. Phil scored 55; he did this test on Oprah - she got a 38.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Some folks pay a lot of money to find this stuff out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Read on, this is very interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Don't be overly sensitive! The following is pretty accurate and it only takes 2 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Take this test for yourself and send it to your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Don't peek, but begin the test as you scroll down and answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Answers are for who you are now...... Not who you were in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Have pen or pencil and paper ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;This is a real test given by the Human Relations Dept. At many of the major corporations today. It helps them get better insight concerning their employees and prospective employees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;It's only 10 simple questions, so grab a pencil and paper, keeping track of your letter answers to each question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;READY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Begin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;1. When do you feel your best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) during the afternoon and early evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) late at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;2. You usually walk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) fairly fast, with long steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) fairly fast, with little steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) less fast head up, looking the world in the face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;d) less fast, head down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;e) very slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;3. When talking to people you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) stand with your arms folded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) have your hands clasped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) have one or both your hands on your hips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;d) touch or push the person to whom you are talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;e) play with your ear, touch your chin, or smooth your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;4. When relaxing, you sit with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) your knees bent with your legs neatly side by side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) your legs crossed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) your legs stretched out or straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;d) one leg curled under you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;5. When something really amuses you, you react with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) big appreciated laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) a laugh, but not a loud one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) a quiet chuckle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;d) a sheepish smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;6. When you go to a party or social gathering you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) make a loud entrance so everyone notices you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) make a quiet entrance, looking around for someone you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) make the quietest entrance, trying to stay unnoticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;7. You're working very hard, concentrating hard, and you're interrupted and you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) welcome the break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) feel extremely irritated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) vary between these two extremes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;8. Which of the following colors do you like most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) red or orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) yellow or light blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;d) green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;e) dark blue or purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;f) white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;g) brown or gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;9. When you are in bed at night, in those last few moments before going to sleep you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) stretched out on your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) stretched out face down on your stomach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) on your side, slightly curled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;d) with your head on one arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;e) with your head under the covers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;10. You often dream that you are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;a) falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;b) fighting or struggling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;c) searching for something or somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;d) flying or floating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;e) you usually have dreamless sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;f) your dreams are always pleasant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;POINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;1. (a) 2 (b) 4 (c) 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;2. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 7 (d) 2 (e) 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;3. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 5 (d) 7 (e) 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;4. (a) 4 (b) 6 (c) 2 (d) 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;5. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;6. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;7. (a) 6 (b) 2 (c) 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;8. (a) 6 (b) 7 (c) 5 (d) 4 (e) 3 (f) 2 (g) 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;9. (a) 7 (b) 6 (c) 4 (d) 2 (e) 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;10. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 6 (f) 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;Now add up the total number of points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;52. 4 more than last time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;OVER 60 POINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Others see you as someone they should 'handle with care.' You're seen as vain, self-centered, and who is extremely dominant. Others may admire you, wishing they could be more like you, but don't always trust you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;51 TO 60 POINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;41 TO 50 POINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;31 TO 40 POINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful &amp;amp; practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;21 TO 30 POINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.It would really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment,expecting you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then,usually decide against it. They think this reaction is caused partly by your careful nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;21 POINTS AND BELOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;People think you are shy, nervous, and indecisive, someone who needs looking after,who always wants someone else to make the decisions and who doesn't want to get involved with anyone or anything! They see you as a worrier who always sees problems that don't exist. Some people think you're boring. Only those who know you well know that you aren't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;Huh...maybe I have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/38393150-1956832667464878050?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1956832667464878050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1956832667464878050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1956832667464878050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1956832667464878050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-doing-this-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6200920541721700569</id><published>2008-06-19T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:51:53.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh gosh gosh! This is late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated/notbelated BIRTHDAY TO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARK!&lt;br /&gt;AH HUA!&lt;br /&gt;JO!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAND... EUNICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aha. If I forgot anyone, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yeah yeah. Happy birthday too, min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6200920541721700569?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6200920541721700569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6200920541721700569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6200920541721700569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6200920541721700569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/06/gosh-gosh-gosh-this-is-late-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2641656737595711083</id><published>2008-06-17T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:45:14.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just doing this cause I don't wanna do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instructions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remove one question from above and add in your personal question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;List them out at the end of the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What’s your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be an engineer! Not just any engineer, a renewable energy engineer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Who is more important to you? Friends or boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends. Unlike Geri, I will not resist the urge to say, DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Who is the person you trust most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hard question. I trust a lot of people, some more than others, but….it’s still a question that has no answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahaha! I lack the confidence to publicly talk, or stuff like that, but I gain it when I dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Who is your idol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hm. Don’t have one. But, Nobuo Uematsu rules! So does Yoko Shimomura! And Tetsuya Nomura!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uh….uhhhh……42! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. What is your goal for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To not fail Chinese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh. Maybe. Maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. Have you broken someone’s heart that she/he tried to commit suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I highly doubt it. And if I did, would I actually know it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. What feelings do you love most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That feeling of high when you laugh too hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;That warm, fuzzy feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11. What are the requirements you wish from the other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can someone rephrase this question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12. Favourite hobby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uh….tap dancing is my life, so is video gaming….flashing? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, or at least, I try to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14. Do you like S.H.E?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Gack*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15. Do you think you had a nice haircut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No! One strand can’t be tied up, and my mum says it makes me look more girly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16. Do you love anime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17. Describe the person who tagged you in 5 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(No one tagged me, but since I got this from Geri, I’ll describe her.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Totally awesome, smart and fun-ny. (:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18. What have you done to please yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL! It DOES sound wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19. IF you had one wish right now, what would you wish for to come true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More holiday time! Please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20. What do you want most for your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A PSP + KHBBS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Actually….it’s not even coming out yet. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2641656737595711083?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2641656737595711083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2641656737595711083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2641656737595711083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2641656737595711083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-just-doing-this-cause-i-dont-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-7707149912099987529</id><published>2008-06-16T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:04:37.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.....I won't post in detail, and let's just say I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will summarize the trip instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the street in Hanoi is no easy task: When one side of the road stops for a traffic light, the other doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel was decent. Small, somewhat clean, had a TV and power points. Yup. Just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train, now that was cool. It was like, living in a hotel on a train. The bathrooms were amazing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the minibus up to Sa Pa from Lao Cai (that's pronounced ghai, it's like dialect) was spec-ta-cu-lar. Plenty of cloud cover, and tall mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel at Sa Pa was cool-er. It was a four-star hotel, but lacked the view of a two-star hotel over there. The service in a five-star hotel here in S'pore? Can't compare to the service there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a heated pool and everything! A pool, and a pool table. Goats, goat poop, jacuzzi, lots of board games, lots of fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade invented a new game, suicidal checkers. First one to lose, wins....if that makes any sense. I can never beat her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cuing action has really improved though. I can make shots like my dad! ...At the cost of my accuracy, for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was always a lot of food served. I gained weight. (Woohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was forced to go out on a trek on the second day at Sa Pa. And another on the third. The one on the second day was around the local tribes in Sa Pa. The one on the third day was to a waterfall. It was cool. But, you've seen one set of rapids, you've seen them all. They really reminded me of my near-wash-away at Taman Negara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a long point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank hot H'mong Apple Wine. With a sore throat. Yeah...not the wisest thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned in the hotel playing pool, suicidal checkers, and my new game, FFCCRoF most of the time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that for most of the trip, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train back, I got some slight food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train was really bumpy this time round. Gave me a terrible headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Hanoi, got there at 5.30 in the morning. The hotel was locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Parently, the dudes were sleeping in the kitchenette and behind the counter on the chair cushions. Ain't that cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: The next few points will be major rant points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Halong Bay. Personally, the caves were horrible. They would've been really cool, had it not been for the lights. I mean, white lights, fine. That's okay....I guess. But, neon? Seriously, it just cut through the entire cave system. I don't mean like, simple dirt or wooden path through the caves, I mean concrete. When I went to the Fairy Caves in Sarawak, the path was way off to the side, it avoided all the stalagmites and stalactites altogether. In those caves, it was like, something in the way? Cut it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was a 'geyser', I quote one of the tourists there: "Mighty suspicious." Bet he could see the sprinkler head too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour guide told us before going in: "The only thing not natural in there is the path you walk on, and the lights." So I was thinking, 'Okay, lights, probably wooden planks too. That's cool.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people walking in? It was a procession. Sure, it was a procession going into the Fairy Caves too, but that was cause we had to go in one by one, down this extremely steep, dark staircase. There, it's like walking in a queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the cruise on Halong Bay wasn't that bad, albeit boring. I slept. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was a lot of pollution. That, while inevitable, was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the trip, souveneir shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffalo bone faux-knives (aka, letter openers) are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing left: The plane back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this old guy...sitting behind me. He kept grabbing the top of my chair and pulling it back. It was irritating. Not only that, after he grabbed the top of my chair, he'd run his hands down the sides of my chair. Now, ordinarily, that would not be bad. But I happened to be sitting on the window seat, and leaning on the side of the plane wall. So his hand touched my shoulder, and it continued going down. I leaned forward as fast as I could, and mouthed to Jade: 'What the f--- does he think he's doing?!' He couldn't speak English. Even better. I couldn't ask him to keep his f---ing hands to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, when the plane landed, he was giving me and Jade this creepy smile. Maybe I just thought it looked creepy, but anyway, it was still weird. *fumes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. It's good to be home, in any case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry back Geri!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-7707149912099987529?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/7707149912099987529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=7707149912099987529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7707149912099987529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7707149912099987529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5818820823138810321</id><published>2008-05-31T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:11:22.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things have been dull around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not really. Yesterday's RMUN D&amp;amp;D was happening. Maybe it's just that, as Azalea has so aptly put it:&lt;br /&gt;"Cresentians are losers at the party scene, aren't we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;(More like, definitely.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days until the difference between my sister and me becomes 3 years, not 4.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5818820823138810321?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5818820823138810321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5818820823138810321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5818820823138810321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5818820823138810321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-have-been-dull-around-here.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3211033507691149514</id><published>2008-05-19T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:22:54.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided to 'revive' my blog! (Which, in effect, renews the cycle. Oh well.) And just post whenever I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the official re-opening, with a post on OBS! And Junko! Woo! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take a breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pull myself together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just another step until I reach the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’ll never know the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It tears me up inside to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish that I could tell you something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there’re so many things that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won’t give up 'til it’s over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it takes you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I hear your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's drowning in a whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're just skin and bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There’s nothing left to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can’t make you feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If only I could find the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To help me understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there’re so many things that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wont give up 'til it’s over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it takes you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That if you fall, stumble down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll pick you up off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you lose faith in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll give you strength to pull through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me you won't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I’ll be waiting if you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If only I could find the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there’re so many things that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wont give up 'til it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it takes you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3211033507691149514?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3211033507691149514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3211033507691149514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3211033507691149514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3211033507691149514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-decided-to-revive-my-blog-which-in.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3968913151592170677</id><published>2008-05-19T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T08:38:54.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine. I lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One~&lt;br /&gt;Waited at the damn Punggol Jetty for one and a half hours. Total wtf one and a half hours. Arrived at Camp 2.&lt;br /&gt;Junko was pretty quiet at first. Bet it was cause no one knew anyone. I stuck with Vivien. =D&lt;br /&gt;Most of the stuff was admin and store cleaning. And packing for our 3D2N trip out. But we did learn how to pitch our tents, how to cook, yada, yada. Haizu's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;We did have belaying lessons (I still wanna stick to my belaying methods) and trust fall. I love trust fall. It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the Day (JotD) : When you come back on Thursday, the maggots will jump out and call you Mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two~&lt;br /&gt;Day two was much better. After waking up at 0500 hours to do P.T., we went for our High Elements Challenge! Flying Fox, a several story high climb up a vert. ladder, then jump off, and hang on for dear life! I went first. =D&lt;br /&gt;That took up a good portion of the day, lunch that day was the most memorable. 2 oranges and biscuits. Oranges rock. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking practice was next. Before leaving for the kayak, we went to 'bless' the waters (with a very traditional....head dunk).&lt;br /&gt;The wind was amazing, but that made the waves impossible to kayak in. Or, at least, our steering was terrible. (Frustration and sea sick-ness) Went for jetty jump after that, which was so totally rocking!&lt;br /&gt;Kayaked for 1 km to our new campsite, which was nothing more than grass, trees, rocks, gravel, and water. Pity the A-Frame-tent watches, people. We had to pitch our tents by tying the twine to huge rocks (that move in the wind. Like, wtp lah.)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner on the beach. Lost the jack knife (theorized).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JotD : Kinetic torch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three~&lt;br /&gt;Started...LandEx. First, we went to relieve ourselves in the middle of the wilderness. I found the piles of toilet paper highly amusing.&lt;br /&gt;First, we hiked for 2km to the quarry, which was the coolest thing ever. The water was so cool (in terms of awesome-ness), and deep. Compared to the sea, it was really great. We built the raft outta pipes, oil drums and rope (really filthy), then got rained out for an hour with Hillary in the raft storehouse. Jokes told, hour slept. Went out to the quarry again, launched the raft successfully! We were the only ones to properly raft in the quarry! How 'bout that.&lt;br /&gt;'Abandoned raft' and disassembled the raft in the middle of the water, not that I complained, the water was so warm, even in the rain. But going out to take out the disassembled parts wasn't fun. That, made me shiver. Group hug!&lt;br /&gt;Packed up, changed, and hiked for the rest of the 6km of LandEx to Camp 1! The bags were okay, the tents were killer.&lt;br /&gt;Never again.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly choked on my food too.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner and supper was awesome though. Catered food! Real, cooked food! Rice! Omg! It was great.&lt;br /&gt;Pitched tent, and rinsed. No bathing, the queues' too long.&lt;br /&gt;SeaEx briefing was interesting, I indirectly argued with my Four-Watch buddy, Gladys. XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Gladys had a sexay voice! It just got sexayer and sexier everyday.&lt;br /&gt;That night, I didn't wake up at all. It was the best night of sleep I had gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J(/s)(Jokes)otD :&lt;br /&gt;Junko has pure hearts!&lt;br /&gt;Mama pig and Papa pig.&lt;br /&gt;What's with the collar, bow-wow?&lt;br /&gt;The Legend of The Quarry.&lt;br /&gt;Muah Chee the polar bear, camel, canary, and human!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Four~&lt;br /&gt;Started SeaEx. Began the day with flag raising by MX and two other guides. Then, loaded our bags onto a speedboat, carried the tri-yaks out to the beach with the paddles, tied our water cans and food + sunblock bag to the sides of the tri-yak, and played the 'game of trust'. Was a stupid game, really.&lt;br /&gt;The waves were pretty calm in the morning. Kayaking was fun. Reached the midpoint in approximately 2 and a half hours. We were pro man. Beached up at a really filthy campsite for lunch. Instructors were skipping stones, and prodding a dead fish with a stick.&lt;br /&gt;Kayaked out again, this time against the waves, which made it so much harder. Still made it to Camp 2 in 3 hours though. We were still pro.&lt;br /&gt;Carried the tri-yaks up to the washing stations, to wash the kayaks (course), and to get a free shower!&lt;br /&gt;Began re-packing up the store, pitching the tents, unpacking our LandEx bags (...disgusting),  packing our bags, washing the jerrycans and water cans.&lt;br /&gt;Cooked and ate our celebratory dinner! Haizu cooked apple crumble for us. He's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Slept on a hill that night. Ter-ri-ble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J(/s)otD:&lt;br /&gt;Shoelace string tents.&lt;br /&gt;Itadakimas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Five~ (Last day. D:)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 0555 hours (again) to do the 5BX (again). And scissors-papers-stone + captains' ball. Unpitched and laid out the tents, and washed them (at least it was spot-washing, but we had to douse the groundsheets anyway).&lt;br /&gt;Had a last briefing by Haizu out on the pontoon at the jetty at sunrise. Was emo-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Walked up to the High-Elements Park (101 steps!), and walked into the jungle, a path slightly off the rock-climbing wall. Our graduation grounds. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;We had to crawl through a tunnel in order to graduate. Most interesting graduation I've ever seen. The tunnel was pitch-black, damp, and had four corners. MX hit her head 4 times. No prizes for the correct guess to how she did that. XD&lt;br /&gt;Had a heart-to-heart talk with the rest of Junko, which includes Haizu, after graduation. Shan't type the details here.&lt;br /&gt;Proceed on to the souvenir shopping!&lt;br /&gt;We finished that pretty quick. Stoned and ate milo, ovaltine, isotonic powder, and nutritious cereal until the final briefing.&lt;br /&gt;Left OBS Camp 2 / Ubin for Punggol Jetty. Junko got split into 3 groups. o.0&lt;br /&gt;We were unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, got on the bus, left for school, and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah ha! I finished it! Now, back to RMUN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3968913151592170677?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3968913151592170677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3968913151592170677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3968913151592170677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3968913151592170677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/05/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1220422704090082545</id><published>2008-03-30T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:52:16.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. It's like an endless cycle.&lt;br /&gt;I start up my blog, post on it quite often, after it while, it dies. Then after a long long loooong while. I post again, reviving my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Rinse, lather, repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only here cause I have a very important announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A WII! OMGHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! YES YES YEAHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1220422704090082545?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1220422704090082545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1220422704090082545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1220422704090082545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1220422704090082545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/03/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5965545573846006795</id><published>2008-03-16T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:22:19.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blasting music into your ears works for all sorts of situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Unless, course, you choose some emo, emo song. That's just, a crappy method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5965545573846006795?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5965545573846006795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5965545573846006795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5965545573846006795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5965545573846006795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/03/blasting-music-into-your-ears-works-for.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6724274721391883516</id><published>2008-03-16T13:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T17:56:04.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh wow. I haven't blogged in AGES. Ages and ages and ages.&lt;br /&gt;More like, the entirety of the holidays, if you can call it that.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably a holiday to everyone who's not a student or teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up the past week....&lt;br /&gt;Monday - I was sick! =D So I didn't go to school. =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - School. English course. What more is there to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - School. Again. 2nd day of english course. Speeches made and essays handed in. Can you believe we only had one day to finish? Then came the chem SPA where we had NO idea what to do, really. And labby decided to pangseh me. &gt;=|&lt;br /&gt;So, I ended up doing SPA with Fishy. Is that with a y or an ie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Homework. Bleh. Jade's friend slept over. It was a total nightmare, two Jades in the house, at the same time, with me. Wow, I can't believe I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday! - Sentosa with Tally and Sandy! A lot of things happened, like Sandra using my bag as protection against Gladys and a bottle, then unceremoniously dropping it into the sand.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the beach in the midday sun, and then cycling in the rain. Quite a contrast, eh?&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, I managed to skip out on the shopping part of the day. =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm burnt. Quote from Tally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday! - Tap! Yes! I swear, the new routine is......weird. Especially the roll. I still don't get it. XD&lt;br /&gt;It hurts my sunburn, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday....today........I'm supposed to be doing homework. Supposed.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need the motivation of 'time running out'.&lt;br /&gt;d:&lt;br /&gt;Woahmg, I used : again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6724274721391883516?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6724274721391883516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6724274721391883516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6724274721391883516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6724274721391883516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1473870030519822333</id><published>2008-03-05T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:28:24.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my kami.&lt;br /&gt;Today was, for lack of a better word, AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Share-a-thought totally rocked!&lt;br /&gt;Funny though, our rehearsals were, well, not that good, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;But, just now, was so cool. All our teachers told us it was entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;The music was perfect. Thanks Aishah!&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope for the best geeone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I've gotta do my compo. Ah...die..&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my english teacher is boring? I actually have no idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1473870030519822333?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1473870030519822333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1473870030519822333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1473870030519822333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1473870030519822333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-my-kami.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2861099749374956693</id><published>2008-02-28T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:00:48.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE WON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;21 - 5. Good game library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I dunno why my random ramblings are in black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They just are okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nice catches Jeslyn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesjes and Jasjas. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I wonder who we're up against next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I&amp;amp;E cheated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's do this com! We'll reach the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'd say the end's far from over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2861099749374956693?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2861099749374956693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2861099749374956693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2861099749374956693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2861099749374956693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-won-21-5_28.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3793189728341693434</id><published>2008-02-27T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:54:54.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Stef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and and and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Table Partner / Yeh Chi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was cool. Not great or anything, just...cool. Rehearsal was cool. Although too long cooped up in the hall with nothing to do can get on someone's nerves. Not my group's though. We were high all the way. Awe.....Cool. Damn. I hate that guy for forcing to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Lynette was higher.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Three guesses and a prize to the one who can guess (and who's not from my class) the name of my group! I won't tell you what's the prize. =P&lt;br /&gt;The clue is: The Amazing Crescent Race!&lt;br /&gt;Our cheer rocks. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Slow-mo rocks more. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap. Captains' Ball tomorrow. Gonna be fun. Especially since I'm up against JOSEPHINE CHUA. And maybe show her who's the real cooler one. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, do we really look that alike?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, 3 people asked if we were sisters during Sports Carn Heats.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we DID spend the whole time walking around together. Maybe that explains it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I passed my chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3793189728341693434?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3793189728341693434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3793189728341693434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3793189728341693434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3793189728341693434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-stef-and-and-and-and.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-8991050507977663089</id><published>2008-02-25T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:06:23.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god, today's history self-study was so spas-tastic!&lt;br /&gt;Well, it can't really be considered self-study. We were all discussing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trixy: But, my brother's notes says that the revolution was due to the Tsar's (sounds like sars) incompetency...&lt;br /&gt;Smita: SARS?&lt;br /&gt;Mel: And next comes the avian bird flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohita: You know, we should think of a better name for the Tsar. Like, king, or ruler, or...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dude?&lt;br /&gt;Mohita: Yeah! Dude! The dude in charge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So, what is the right order for Lenin's slogan...thing?&lt;br /&gt;Trixy: 'Peace, Bread, Land'.&lt;br /&gt;Smita: PBL! (everyone lols)&lt;br /&gt;Me: But then, the powerpack says it's 'Land, Peace, Bread'.&lt;br /&gt;Mel: And my textbook says 'Bread, Peace, Land'.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say discussing?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we also talked a lot of crap. Like between me and Mel, what performances and costumes we had during kinde.&lt;br /&gt;I was a cow! Nursery! I can't remember what in K1, and a chef in K2!&lt;br /&gt;Mel was an owl in nursery. Also can't remember what in K1, and a dancer in K2. XP&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO BLACKMAIL YOUUUUU! Once I find the video, that is.&lt;br /&gt;And shush Trixy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, what were you geri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough makan. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-8991050507977663089?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/8991050507977663089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=8991050507977663089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8991050507977663089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8991050507977663089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-my-god-todays-history-self-study-was.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-7401401526001998214</id><published>2008-02-14T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:12:30.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, Valentines' Day. The day of love.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I've always found it to be too mushy for my taste.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, well. All the advertising doesn't help. Hah. XP&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the sweets, chocs and cookies guys! And thanks for the card Man. And thanks to Cassy! That was one big bag. Very big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all my friends who know I care 'bout them, (and you should, you know)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friends! I know sometimes I act, well, immature, and such..so thanks for putting up with me!&lt;br /&gt;I don't say this very often, but it's you guys who made me who I am today. Really. I know I would've been different if I had not gone to Crescent, for example, or tried Audi. Now THAT, would have really changed things.&lt;br /&gt;Even a small thing, like if I had sat somewhere else, or if I had not decided to hang with Belle, and get to know the netballers, or if Qiqi had not taken my extra shorts, things would've been different. Now isn't that strange.&lt;br /&gt;But the biggest thing was, getting over my shyness. A lot of things would change without that. Hate to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys! HAPPY V DAY! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-7401401526001998214?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/7401401526001998214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=7401401526001998214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7401401526001998214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7401401526001998214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/02/ah-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5991614842144533005</id><published>2008-02-10T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T01:12:23.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 12. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, and most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR HERO ROCKS! HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, totally. It's pure awesomeness. And I think I adapt to it like Stepmania. I mean, seriously. I got 93% for my first *ever* game, and it was medium. Do I rock or what?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not really. I really suck at hard mode. Hah. The one extra button's really tough when you have no idea what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;(Somehow, that sounded wrong. But I shan't dwell on that.)&lt;br /&gt;Ate a lot of pistachios too. That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Audrey. Lucky Claire. Get to play all the time. Lucky Wern. Lucky Luks!&lt;br /&gt;Wii is cool.&lt;br /&gt;Lulz. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, my history graded assignment's due on Friday, and my english project on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Should I get started now?&lt;br /&gt;.....Nah.&lt;br /&gt;It's boring here! I've got no one to msn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5991614842144533005?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5991614842144533005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5991614842144533005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5991614842144533005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5991614842144533005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/02/woke-up-at-12.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3719661605570099551</id><published>2008-02-07T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:27:08.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Errrr... Have I really been posting this 'often'?&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Gotta buck up.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Due to an unexpected turn of events, I now have internet! *Yays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much new. Pft. Except I still hate the fact that we had to wear half u. If we have to on Youth Day and ND, I'll protest.&lt;br /&gt;(What kinda of a Youth Day would that be?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, surprisingly, went shopping today. And got new shoes! And a shirt. It's white. For wedding dinners. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. No more short, short blouse. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;My hands are so cold, that I'm typing the double letters wrong, and when I breathe on them, they condense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3719661605570099551?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3719661605570099551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3719661605570099551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3719661605570099551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3719661605570099551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/02/errrr.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2426565806414804192</id><published>2008-02-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:27:20.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man. SORRY BELLE! Ah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to post yesterday. =\&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy birthday, you smart arse, you. This would be the, what, 6th year we've known each other? Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;And I never expected to get into the same class as you in Sec one. So cool man. XD&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friend dude! And for being so, so very smart, doing twoceeone proud!&lt;br /&gt;Good thing we're in the same chinese class. XD I wouldn't wanna lose you as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time to post anymore D=&lt;br /&gt;And we're having A LOT of problems with the sec ones. Hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2426565806414804192?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2426565806414804192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2426565806414804192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2426565806414804192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2426565806414804192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6261335268777165929</id><published>2008-01-27T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:45:14.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to the fact that I am bored, and that I do not want to do Geog, I shall post in Japanese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は地理学の割りたてお憎む。&lt;br /&gt;はい、大変です。&lt;br /&gt;私の脚お痛む。 (痛い)&lt;br /&gt;月曜日に体操、どうやってか？&lt;br /&gt;死ぬ...&lt;br /&gt;いいえ！私はそれをしなければならない！&lt;br /&gt;はい！私は出来る！&lt;br /&gt;あの...*笑う*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I got all that correct..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got a lot of tests next week, so I'm pretty much..dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;がんばって、ジャズミン！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6261335268777165929?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6261335268777165929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6261335268777165929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6261335268777165929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6261335268777165929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/due-to-fact-that-i-am-bored-and-that-i_27.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5265894499993460448</id><published>2008-01-23T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T17:11:48.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GERI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now, 15. Sad. One year older than me again.&lt;br /&gt;And 10 months and endless days is a long time okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, what to say, what to say. You pretty much covered everything on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Hm....eight years now, right? Or would it be seven, since you would've been seven, and me six.&lt;br /&gt;....Nah, eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of originality, I shall write a poem!&lt;br /&gt;This will be rich. I shall time myself!&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight years ago, we met when we were seven.&lt;br /&gt;At Dance Circle, at tap heaven.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't talk, we barely saw each other,&lt;br /&gt;Yet here we are now, as friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;So many events, we've been through,&lt;br /&gt;All of them awesome, never boring too.&lt;br /&gt;Without each other, jazz' a bore,&lt;br /&gt;Even worse with Ms. Rose, __________ to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, tap classes, workshops together,&lt;br /&gt;Each day's fun, just gets better and better!&lt;br /&gt;Fellow gamers we are, becoming pro increasingly,&lt;br /&gt;Although not as pro as TS. Way infuriatingly.&lt;br /&gt;Litewaves! The guild we're both a part in.&lt;br /&gt;Fate brought us together, now you're like my kin.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you, for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;I hope we'll stay this way, 'til the end.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm done, I just wanna say:&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GERGER! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes, 44.33 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;...That was screwed. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of originality!&lt;br /&gt;Roar. Anyway, thanks for being my best bud dude!&lt;br /&gt;And I quote you, "Till Death do us part".&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. LOVE YA GERRRR! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5265894499993460448?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5265894499993460448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5265894499993460448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5265894499993460448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5265894499993460448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-things-first.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5104362654160803918</id><published>2008-01-21T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:14:13.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arm. Hand. Hurts. Pickleball. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;*mutters* Stupid wooden paddle..&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that I have to play net in doubles. XD&lt;br /&gt;Whee. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Happy (almost) Birthday Geri!&lt;br /&gt;XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sig. Park to celebrate. With tennis, pool (and distracting) and cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;The cake is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;But enough Portal jokes, it was awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;Except for the part when Shir (you were on MY team!) kept distracting me whenever I made a shot.&lt;br /&gt;Ball girl. *snort*&lt;br /&gt;A toast to Jire-hime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito....gomenasai, kohai-san!&lt;br /&gt;Gomen gomen gomen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5104362654160803918?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5104362654160803918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5104362654160803918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5104362654160803918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5104362654160803918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/arm.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2064047534602369539</id><published>2008-01-18T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:49:10.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know, I know...I haven't been posting often lately.&lt;br /&gt;Wait 'til I get closer to my class, neh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation of recent days:&lt;br /&gt;Gladys can speak Elmo-ian&lt;br /&gt;She's selfish too.&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Shellfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah....I can't remember what I wanted to post about..two days ago...&lt;br /&gt;Let me think of something random, like...&lt;br /&gt;How I'm insistent on dao-ing Jolin.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, who is that? XP&lt;br /&gt;And....how I'm giving up on closing my door on windy days? Cause it opens on it's own, way too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH! Gladys was being super lame (not to mention ego) today!&lt;br /&gt;Gladys' definitions of 'Cool':&lt;br /&gt;1st definition: Cool&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: You remember Mr.___ right? He's such a cool teacher!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ..Uh..what exactly is your definition of cool?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Um, you know, cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd definition: Me&lt;br /&gt;Me: So, any more definitions of cool?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Hm..me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd definition: Julienne&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Oh I know! Julienne!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ....What?! You can't be serious! Her ego's big enough all ready. No need to increase it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too big. Yes. Big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COM CLUB HAS TOO MANY REPETITIONS OF NAMES! LIKE&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine and Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;Mandy and Mandy&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;Nandini and Nandhini&lt;br /&gt;Le Yi and Le Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found my successor! No, it's not the other Jasmine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2064047534602369539?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2064047534602369539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2064047534602369539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2064047534602369539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2064047534602369539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2740397133106865882</id><published>2008-01-16T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:34:34.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My god. I hate A maths indices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E maths indices Ex 1.2, 1.3 : Less than half an hour&lt;br /&gt;A maths indices Ex 2.2 : More than one and a half hours. And I didn't finish all somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, tomorrow is interview! We've got 20 names. Pretty good, if you ask me. And we might get new RCXs! Life's good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing hands on tests. Wheee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uh, sorry, Tapacadabra. =\ Really sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2740397133106865882?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2740397133106865882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2740397133106865882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2740397133106865882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2740397133106865882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2055403742151943677</id><published>2008-01-10T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:25:46.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCA Day~ CCA Day~ The day of a thousand adverts.&lt;br /&gt;And teddy bears. Scary ones. Like the one that lives in the li-BRA-ry.&lt;br /&gt;Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't go to school today. Fever + flu. Painful.&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me the homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Mr.Ho's birthday yesterday!! It was so totally awesome I tell you. Koh3 had a whole packet of wonka sweets.&lt;br /&gt;I had to swear off sweets for the rest of the day. Really. There was SO much, it was so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, I realised something. Despite the fact that ceeoneohseven has been split up, we're still one of the most bonded classes. It felt just like normal yesterday, like we were all still in the same class. Like nothing had changed. I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be like my mum and still be friends with my sec one/two classmates in the future. Only in that aspect though. I'd rather not be like my mum at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, being friends with tally, unicko, belle, sandy and elvi really helped me last year. In different aspects, for each of 'em. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cheer up geri. Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2055403742151943677?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2055403742151943677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2055403742151943677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2055403742151943677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2055403742151943677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/cca-day-cca-day-day-of-thousand-adverts.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6324185895361630374</id><published>2008-01-07T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:06:37.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Speed read. Speed read. Must must speed read. Speed read like the wind. Read read read!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid book reviews.&lt;br /&gt;4 in a week. This is gonna be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;CCA DAY! WOOO! CAN'T WAIT TO GO PESTER SEC ONES!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm stationed for the whole 2 hours in the lab.....the lack of freedom is infuriating. XD&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I volunteered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, my door opened on it's own. Not good when you're reading about red-eyed hobos, a ratman, and a killer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6324185895361630374?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6324185895361630374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6324185895361630374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6324185895361630374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6324185895361630374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/speed-read.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6106505157774959490</id><published>2008-01-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T22:00:02.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was Sec 1 Orientation Campfire~ It was pretty cool. Yup. The uniformed groups were awesome, like every year. And they were lucky they didn't get the 'campfire' lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Eunice is the first Crescentian of the Year to get a latecoming booking! Everyone cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that kinda led to this.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Eunice ps-ing the rest of our respective class PLs, sitting outside 1C1, with her writing her essay on 'Punctuality', and me helping. Tally inside trying to cheerlead the sec ones, while not making too much noise (due to sec 4 classes), and Deborah rambling on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;1C1 didn't win anything, as usual I suppose. We never win. But we're awesome all the same.&lt;br /&gt;I SAW MY GRANDMORTAL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, never again. Never again will I do that. It's just too frustrating. I'm away from my homeground while doing so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A geeone-er in body, A ceeone-er in heart.&lt;br /&gt;Not a class choice ceeone-er. A ceeone-er by pure luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6106505157774959490?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6106505157774959490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6106505157774959490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6106505157774959490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6106505157774959490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-sec-1-orientation-campfire-it.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2805994276941038197</id><published>2008-01-03T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:43:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY 200TH POST!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall dedicate this to....&lt;br /&gt;Uh...no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Unicko-chan!!! Tally-kuuuuuun! Ju-chan!! Belle-chan!!! Bimbo-chan!&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss Elvi-kun, for the simple reason that, she's in my class. XDD&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another homework. I'm definitely not looking forward to sec four.&lt;br /&gt;But chem was awesome. So was SS. But A maths...not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I'VE GOT A GRAND MORTAL! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;Awesome. I really gotta talk to her once she finds out who's her angel. Valentine's Day awaits I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2805994276941038197?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2805994276941038197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2805994276941038197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2805994276941038197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2805994276941038197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-200th-post-finally-i-shall-dedicate.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-8854429077610114381</id><published>2008-01-02T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:06:13.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two thousand and eight....&lt;br /&gt;New class,&lt;br /&gt;New classroom,&lt;br /&gt;New friends,&lt;br /&gt;New teachers,&lt;br /&gt;New subjects,&lt;br /&gt;New timetable,&lt;br /&gt;New.....responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;(I hate that word. Hate it, hate it, HATE it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, there are SOME upsides to the new year.&lt;br /&gt;1. MS LOO IS OUR FORM TEACH! YEAHHHHHHHHH! ANOTHER AV FORM! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;2. Our class is close to the front gate, again. And it's only on the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's far from the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;3. Our peer leaders rock.&lt;br /&gt;4. I can still take the same bus as tally sometimes! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, this year will definitely be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-8854429077610114381?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/8854429077610114381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=8854429077610114381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8854429077610114381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8854429077610114381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-thousand-and-eight.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5924348127400681038</id><published>2008-01-01T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:57:08.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Happy New Year to EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;Have a good and unstressful (yeah right) year!&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for the prezzies GerGer! Heheheh. I seriously wanted to stuff my face into my pillow when I saw that....again.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have to hide *that*, but where...where....&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'm surrounded too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5924348127400681038?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5924348127400681038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5924348127400681038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5924348127400681038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5924348127400681038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-guys-happy-new-year-to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5009784884146034448</id><published>2007-12-29T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T19:20:38.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. I'm never gonna make it by New Year's. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually better for my homework this time round. I'm not off schedule! Wheee! Oh wait. I am. Shit. I hate zuo wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draslash and triple have licensed~ FINALLY I SAY! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;Hm...ohohoh! Jire-kun! Guess what I got you for christmas? Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5009784884146034448?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5009784884146034448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5009784884146034448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5009784884146034448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5009784884146034448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5050852619538953609</id><published>2007-12-25T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:29:38.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS ALL!&lt;br /&gt;I'm aiming to hit my 200th post by New Year's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news....&lt;br /&gt;I'VE FINISHED ALL MY MATHS! ALL THE TRIGO! ALL THE THOUSANDS OF TRIGO QUESTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5050852619538953609?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5050852619538953609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5050852619538953609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5050852619538953609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5050852619538953609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-all-im-aiming-to-hit-my.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3747979277736121052</id><published>2007-12-23T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T03:36:53.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>x17 for 1-2 PT! A new personal record!&lt;br /&gt;Draslash went from 5.09k to 1.47k in 1 and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;All because of 1-2 pt. See? More proof that it rocks. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the MODs should REALLY work on the way they label the difficulty. I have discovered the new hardest song in 1-2 pt. It's a level 2. You, to be exact. No no, not you, You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of those audiiers who know how 1-2 pt works would probably go, 'what?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. I got last&lt;br /&gt;2. I got 73 misses&lt;br /&gt;3. I got 4 perfs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that doesn't prove something, I dunno what does.&lt;br /&gt;They should move You (lvl 2) and Doo Doop(lvl 3) to Level 5 and Level 4! Respectively.&lt;br /&gt;That would make it *a lot* clearer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3747979277736121052?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3747979277736121052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3747979277736121052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3747979277736121052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3747979277736121052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/x17-for-1-2-pt-new-personal-record.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3971671219803013141</id><published>2007-12-23T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:40:07.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm baaaaaack~&lt;br /&gt;And first of all,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY MINGO! YOU ARE NOW THE SAME AGE AS ALL OF US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahah! Sorry I couldn't sms you at 12 like I was planning to. Yup. Cause my parents dragged me out to M'sia. And I didn't even know until the morning of orientation day. Which, by the way, just happened to be the day we were leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My dad was sending me to school)&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Have you packed yet?&lt;br /&gt;Me: .......For what?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: We're going to JB later.&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT?! But mum didn't tell me! *whispers* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh, but as it turns out, I did 2 and a half specimen papers for maths. That's more than all I did during the week. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm behind schedule for christmas shopping! Not that I HAD a schedule..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3971671219803013141?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3971671219803013141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3971671219803013141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3971671219803013141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3971671219803013141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-baaaaaack-and-first-of-all-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-7156178305263342006</id><published>2007-12-16T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T15:07:45.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all, GOLDEN COMPASS SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't even in chronological order!!! And to top it off, they didn't finish the book. How freakin' idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching with GerGer yesterday. I didn't expect the ending at *that point* at all! Just before it ended, I was thinking, 'how long more is the movie...?'.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, *lights on*.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly swore 'wtf'. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;But apparently, I said the 'what the' ...a bit loudly. Thankfully I didn't say eff. Cause there were kids younger than Jade....so yeah. Very unwise. XD&lt;br /&gt;It was worse than OotP!!!&lt;br /&gt;And OotP was bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S THE DAY! YAYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;The stage sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Tapacadabra! We're gonna rock!&lt;br /&gt;In place of the juniors' lack of energy I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-7156178305263342006?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/7156178305263342006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=7156178305263342006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7156178305263342006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7156178305263342006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-of-all-golden-compass-sucks-it.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6508655958324361922</id><published>2007-12-11T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:59:59.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I'm very lazy when it comes to posting. But my dad took a long time to give me the photos, so, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one (Goddamn small plane, hotel, train station/train)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane was small. So goddamn small. My kneecaps were frozen.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well after the plane ride, we went to our hotel. And then my mum dragged me around shopping for about 3 hours. Yep, nothing interesting about that.&lt;br /&gt;Except when I almost got bowled over by a cart, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a taxi/rollercoaster to the train station. Where there were a few interesting shop names..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16sQ-bLXHI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZjpMI8WS4S0/s1600-h/PC020022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16sQ-bLXHI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZjpMI8WS4S0/s320/PC020022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142737232138558578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, a drink stall. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16sQObLXGI/AAAAAAAAADc/bDtKi41OD3s/s1600-h/PC020019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16sQObLXGI/AAAAAAAAADc/bDtKi41OD3s/s320/PC020019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142737219253656674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heh, only a few people could understand this one XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train seats were pretty amazing. I mean they could change from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16uK-bLXII/AAAAAAAAADs/Ubwyz4O7BZM/s1600-h/PC020036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16uK-bLXII/AAAAAAAAADs/Ubwyz4O7BZM/s320/PC020036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142739328082599042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16uLObLXJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/uNsjoIcqnEA/s1600-h/PC020039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16uLObLXJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/uNsjoIcqnEA/s320/PC020039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142739332377566354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16uLebLXKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TMMEDLbV9pc/s1600-h/PC020050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16uLebLXKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TMMEDLbV9pc/s320/PC020050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142739336672533666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16uLubLXLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dVctFlJxE-g/s1600-h/PC020051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16uLubLXLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dVctFlJxE-g/s320/PC020051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142739340967500978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just Jade being extra. Ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;That's her hand too btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so me and Jade slept in the bottom bunk, uncomfortably. Very uncomfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two (train, lodge [and other random stuff])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Prim and Uncle Teddy came to pick us up. Took us around a bit, to places like the elephant musuem, so called, and an 'artisan' village (More shopping. Urk) before we finally reached the lodges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zP-bLXMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WnwZ20yAA4M/s1600-h/PC060252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zP-bLXMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WnwZ20yAA4M/s320/PC060252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744911540083906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lodge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1622ubLXaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kRUTuXlrr1M/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1622ubLXaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kRUTuXlrr1M/s320/Image083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142748875794898338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can anyone read that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. Cause we had teddy bear rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zQebLXNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WZ6BqzJekYI/s1600-h/PC030084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zQebLXNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WZ6BqzJekYI/s320/PC030084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744920130018514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the teddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zQubLXOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/q-gcp14zj34/s1600-h/PC030087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zQubLXOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/q-gcp14zj34/s320/PC030087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744924424985826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the decapitated teddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zQ-bLXPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/mP2ARP5qCnM/s1600-h/PC030089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zQ-bLXPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/mP2ARP5qCnM/s320/PC030089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744928719953138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, here's the headless teddy.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we just walked around. And walked and walked and walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1621ubLXYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_SY0TCDiias/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1621ubLXYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_SY0TCDiias/s320/Image065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142748858615029122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1622ebLXZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s7P7FGUpnVA/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1622ebLXZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s7P7FGUpnVA/s320/Image069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142748871499931026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THAT, is none other than....the floor of our bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was cool too. We had tortoise rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R168kebLXcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XAMXXQjrFNQ/s1600-h/PC030097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R168kebLXcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XAMXXQjrFNQ/s320/PC030097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142755159332052418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bet you can guess what I did to mine. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/S93467%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/S93467%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Day three (elephant camp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this elephant camp thing, which was like a show plus ride.&lt;br /&gt;The show had elephant soccer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zRebLXQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/I-Q-VaK8gQQ/s1600-h/PC040108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16zRebLXQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/I-Q-VaK8gQQ/s320/PC040108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744937309887746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160rObLXRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dTBZUW_OaIE/s1600-h/PC040125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160rObLXRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dTBZUW_OaIE/s320/PC040125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142746479203147026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy can probably draw elephants better than me. Oh the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was the elephant ride!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160tubLXSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lgZZYNhC348/s1600-h/PC040143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160tubLXSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lgZZYNhC348/s320/PC040143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142746522152820002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160uebLXTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NJNg585hUY8/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160uebLXTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NJNg585hUY8/s320/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142746535037721906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See all that brown? That, is all elephant poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160wObLXUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/S6ADUjL9KBg/s1600-h/PC040149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160wObLXUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/S6ADUjL9KBg/s320/PC040149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142746565102492994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullock cart back.&lt;br /&gt;And then, bamboo rafting. But we all had to where these stupid hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160x-bLXVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tmUjAhlnB-E/s1600-h/PC040150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R160x-bLXVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tmUjAhlnB-E/s320/PC040150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142746595167264082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some careful consideration, I opted to use it as a leg shield. Or, knee shield, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1620ObLXWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Hx3dP4ZjfCE/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1620ObLXWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Hx3dP4ZjfCE/s320/Image054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142748832845225314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet, Elepants! Or just, pants. We bought it when Aunty Prim brought us to this fair thingy. Just meant more shopping actually. Whoop-pee-doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1620ebLXXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OlV2pZV0c3I/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R1620ebLXXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OlV2pZV0c3I/s320/Image058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142748837140192626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was awesome though. We had Korean BBQ! If that's what it's called. I think.&lt;br /&gt;But I smelled like veggie soup and beef after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R168iObLXbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/dyHTqYhIKcI/s1600-h/PC040164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R168iObLXbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/dyHTqYhIKcI/s320/PC040164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142755120677346738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four / five (lodge and the surrounding area...mainly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my parents and Jade at least. There are tons of photos of them exploring the other lodges and the area.&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's just the lodge. I was reading this amazingly dry book, The Symillarion, and trying desperately not to fall asleep. No photos then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsuccessfully might I add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad had severe communication problems. Apparently, when he points to a milk jug, and tea, it turns out like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oObLXlI/AAAAAAAAAHU/up6AyUh2dRU/s1600-h/Image074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oObLXlI/AAAAAAAAAHU/up6AyUh2dRU/s320/Image074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142758522291445330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That.&lt;br /&gt;XDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6/7 (Bangkok)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing very special. Just shopping shopping and more shopping. So I won't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;The nicest part was when we came home! Even though we were delayed for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other random pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-WObLXiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ydDbwUSdqCY/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-WObLXiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ydDbwUSdqCY/s320/Image115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142757113542172194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PINK TAXI! HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oObLXmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FZgluDDEweY/s1600-h/Image081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oObLXmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FZgluDDEweY/s320/Image081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142758522291445346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The key thing is huge isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oebLXnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VKAgyjymOak/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oebLXnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VKAgyjymOak/s320/Image094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142758526586412658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell brooms, in a coffee shop. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oubLXpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0IF1DMfg0ik/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oubLXpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0IF1DMfg0ik/s320/Image129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142758530881379986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aircon in the airport is so freakin cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-VubLXgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/HQ6Y385Y7_4/s1600-h/Image080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-VubLXgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/HQ6Y385Y7_4/s320/Image080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142757104952237570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this magazine. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-WebLXjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Nw6MjZCuYIY/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-WebLXjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Nw6MjZCuYIY/s320/Image086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142757117837139506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our main mode of transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went close to 15 hours of shopping with my mum,&lt;br /&gt;And all I got was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-WebLXkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/98jm3odt58w/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-WebLXkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/98jm3odt58w/s320/Image121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142757117837139522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This lousy t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not really.&lt;br /&gt;I also got a handphone pouch..thing,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-WObLXhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/G0j3oA-nPG0/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16-WObLXhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/G0j3oA-nPG0/s320/Image117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142757113542172178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my bleach keychain! Which is love &lt;3 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oebLXoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TKWkcK8Hm1I/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16_oebLXoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TKWkcK8Hm1I/s320/Image124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142758526586412674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's basically my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recital's in....5 days~ Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6508655958324361922?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6508655958324361922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6508655958324361922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6508655958324361922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6508655958324361922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-know-im-very-lazy-when-it-comes-to.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/R16sQ-bLXHI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZjpMI8WS4S0/s72-c/PC020022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-4886958888726485536</id><published>2007-12-09T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:51:52.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm baaaaaack~&lt;br /&gt;And 14! Woohoo. Ok, now that that's over with. 12th awaits! I'm still confused about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall post my trip in parts! It was half awesome. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I shall start tomorrow then.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't got any smses =(&lt;br /&gt;Roar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-4886958888726485536?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/4886958888726485536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=4886958888726485536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4886958888726485536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4886958888726485536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-baaaaaack-and-14-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6898970827616034590</id><published>2007-12-02T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:48:45.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes, yes yes! Finally! I've changed my skin!&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, to never make another blogskin until I can get my hands on a decent version of Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will probably be the last time I'm online until I get back so....see ya guys.&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6898970827616034590?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6898970827616034590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6898970827616034590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6898970827616034590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6898970827616034590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-yes-yes-yes-finally-ive-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-4303121557970948773</id><published>2007-12-01T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:25:40.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.50 am&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Diamonds or Pearls? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon Pearl! Counts?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um…I don’t remember…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime!!!!!1!one!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. What did you have for breakfast? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bread. Measly bread.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. What is your middle name? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Min =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. What is your favourite cuisine? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. What foods do you dislike?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggie! Hate’em&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;9. Your favorite potato chip?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10. What is your favorite CD at the moment?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…None again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;11. What kind of car do you drive?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t drive?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;12. Favourite sandwich? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham ‘n cheese. Cheese!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;13. What characteristics do you despise? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holier-than-thou attitude.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;14. Favourite item of clothing? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My berms 8D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation,&lt;br /&gt;where would you go? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redang!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;16. What color is your bathroom? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh…bathroom? White.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;17. Favorite brand of clothing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;18. Where would you want to retire to? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;19. Favorite time of day? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.47 am. XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;21. Favorite Sports to watch?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I skip questions that I don’t like. Hmph.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;24. What laundry detergent do you use? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, no clue. I want Bleach!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;25. Coke or Pepsi? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;26. Are you a morning person or night owl? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hoot* Ohhh. Sounds wrong.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;27. What size shoe do you wear? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 or 7 and a half.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;28. Favourite animal?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. Tiger? Dolphin? Whale shark.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;29. Any news you'd like to share with everyone? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m almost 14! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;30. What did you want to be when you were little?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An astronomer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;31. Favorite candy bar? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything. As long as it’s candy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;32. What are your favourite childhood memories? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;34. What color underwear are you wearing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me check…black. XD &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;35. Nicknames: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TapperDude&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasermine…unfortunately..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Min!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;36. Piercing? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-dah.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;37.Eye color? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black! Or brown…or..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;38. Ever been to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;39. Ever been toilet papering? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt? Yes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;40. Ever loved someone so much it made you cry?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;41. Ever been in a car accident? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;More lousy questions I don’t like.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;49 What color is your bedroom carpet? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have a carpet! Just floor. So that’s...brown. It’s wood&lt;br /&gt;after all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Horrible questions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;53. What do you do most often when you are bored? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read fanfiction, look for new anime/manga, animate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;54. Bedtime?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;55. Who are you most curious about their responses to this&lt;br /&gt;questionnaire?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one. I’m just doing this cause I’m bored.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;56. Last person you went to dinner with?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade? -.=&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;57. What are you listening to right now? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redemption – Gackt &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;59. What is your favorite color? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;, green, black. But black’s not a colour!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;, Ocean or River? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;61. How many tattoos do you have? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;62. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither! An alien dropped both onto earth at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;Either that or the giant-planet-eater-killer panda laid both;&lt;br /&gt;the chicken for food for humans, and the egg as it’s offspring&lt;br /&gt;to protect the world once more!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;65. If you had one wish to make? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I won’t say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="HTMLTypewriter2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;66. Time you finished this questionnaire?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.03pm. By my screwed clock’s timing anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-4303121557970948773?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/4303121557970948773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=4303121557970948773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4303121557970948773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4303121557970948773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/1_01.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-8882004197878413376</id><published>2007-12-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:12:43.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;[x] You don't like public speaking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And thankful I don’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You find it hard to talk to strangers.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't like to look people in the eye .&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Being introduced to new people makes you nervous.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate to go shopping alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When you're in a group of people, it's difficult to think of what to say&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a lot of trouble talking to the opposite sex&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Not really actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate to be teased&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate answering the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't like to ask people for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Dunno why i don't. Just don't really like asking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can't stand people watching you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I have to deal with it for tap, so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One on one conversations make you nervous.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hate to read out loud.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Chinese. With English, I’m fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't like answering questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO TAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dread ordering food at restaurants.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are uncomfortable at parties, unless you know everyone well&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't like to talk, because you're afraid of being embarrassed by what you say.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wish you were more outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hate being in the center of&lt;br /&gt;any room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Neh, I don’t really like attention of that sort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't know how to react to compliments.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You prefer reading, writing, or listening to music than being around too many people.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You blush easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't like singing in front of a lot of people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Well, DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL : 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAND TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;Times it by 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repost with the title, "I Am 24% Shy"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I dunno if that’s good, or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-8882004197878413376?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/8882004197878413376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=8882004197878413376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8882004197878413376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8882004197878413376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/x-you-dont-like-public-speaking.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1898729922715118498</id><published>2007-12-01T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:43:36.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;Time for a couple of quizzes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;1. Who took your default pic?&lt;br /&gt;- Default what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Exactly what are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Shorts and a tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your current problem?&lt;br /&gt;- Tch, like I’ll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . What makes you most happy?&lt;br /&gt;- My friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the name of the song that you're listening to?&lt;br /&gt;- Colours of the Heart - UVERworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you like MTV?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 . Name something that annoys you about people?&lt;br /&gt;- The human stupidity and lack of capacity to think for themselves. I think only one person could understand that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Chapter 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nickname(s):&lt;br /&gt;- Jas, TapperDude, Jasermine (grrrr..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . Eye color?&lt;br /&gt;- Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hair color?&lt;br /&gt;- ..Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you live with your parent(s)?&lt;br /&gt;- Like I’ve got any other choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you get along with your parent(s)?&lt;br /&gt;- Hm…half the time I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are your parents married/seperated/divored?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;- Married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;- One very, repeat, VERY, irritating sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;FAVORITE&lt;br /&gt;1. Ice Cream:&lt;br /&gt;- Sorbet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Season:&lt;br /&gt;- Winter. Monsoon. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Book:&lt;br /&gt;- Right now? Uh…His Dark Materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Band:&lt;br /&gt;- UVERworld!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Food:&lt;br /&gt;- Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Drink(s) (non alcoholic):&lt;br /&gt;- Coke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Drink(s) (alcoholic):&lt;br /&gt;- Uh...I don’t drink in general. But I think I wouldn’t mind umeshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Past Time?&lt;br /&gt;- Tap dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 . Pen color:&lt;br /&gt;- Blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Store?&lt;br /&gt;- None..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;DO YOU-&lt;br /&gt;1.Write on your hand?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Call people back?&lt;br /&gt;- Uh, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Believe in love?&lt;br /&gt;- Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep on a certain side of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;- Hah. I always sleep on my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Have You....&lt;br /&gt;1. Broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;- No, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If ... where?&lt;br /&gt;- Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 . Had physical therapy?&lt;br /&gt;- No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Gotten surgery?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;5. Taken painkillers?&lt;br /&gt;- No..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you gay?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes! I’m happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now if that were les..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stung by a bee?&lt;br /&gt;- About 6 times to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Threw up in a doctors office?&lt;br /&gt;- Does the dentist count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;Who/what was the last:&lt;br /&gt;1. Person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;- My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;- My tablet! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;4. Person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;- Um…….don’t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;- My mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;- Golden Compass! Yeah, I’m reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Time you cleaned your room?&lt;br /&gt;- Heh. Too long ago.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1898729922715118498?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1898729922715118498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1898729922715118498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1898729922715118498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1898729922715118498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6579573109188919684</id><published>2007-12-01T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:03:20.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from Stacy's house :) Yay. Her condo very nice man. Her house was nicer. AND! And and and! I got to play....Super Smash Bros. Melee! The ultimate awesomeness. I beat GerBear in every game XD&lt;br /&gt;And young Link rocks. There's all the funny weapons from LoZOoT / LoZMM too. Like the bunny mask! Too bad there was no ocarina. That would've been funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for Chiang Mai soon-er or later. Gonna be so, I repeat, so *not* fun. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to Studio Ghibli D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random quotes from the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazi: Eh, is that pool for Hwa Chong lessons only, or is it for the public too?&lt;br /&gt;Unknown facilitator (I just don't know her name): No, I think it's open for the public too.&lt;br /&gt;Hazi: Ohhh, good leh. Then can flirt.&lt;br /&gt;Me: 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghazali: So we all want interaction right, right?&lt;br /&gt;Yuying: Well, you know for the proposal, you need to be specific. Like saying how do you interaction with other schools?&lt;br /&gt;Ghazali: ...Just interact lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember any more. Oh well. Will be back on my birthday at approx 11pm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6579573109188919684?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6579573109188919684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6579573109188919684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6579573109188919684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6579573109188919684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-came-back-from-stacys-house-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2080580086811316621</id><published>2007-11-29T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:12:11.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three cheers for See2!&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness. Although I already have IBM E.X.I.T.E Camp Alumni to worry about, so I probably won't go back as a facilitator.&lt;br /&gt;And our presentation went really well compared to the other groups. Since ours was the most laugh-able one. It's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What they need to learn, what they want to learn, what they should learn, what they need NOT learn, what they have learnt already, and what they should and want to learn but have not. YET.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, that sounds vaguely wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! We all went for dinner at macs HQ after the water bomb fight. I got plastered on my shoulder, legs, back (upper AND lower), back of my head, and face. Painfully so. And unluckily, my last year's class tee is too thick to dry quickly. My socks were even worse. But I think no one wore their socks after that.&lt;br /&gt;We went from sick jokes, to your momma jokes, to lawyer jokes, to ghost stories. And jokes. All in macs. Pret-ty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha. I'm bored. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2080580086811316621?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2080580086811316621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2080580086811316621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2080580086811316621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2080580086811316621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/three-cheers-for-see2-awesomeness.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3471312590824661802</id><published>2007-11-28T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:51:01.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In commemoration of this special day, I have decided to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY STACY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ahahahaha. You'll always be the 'Young'-est member in Tapacadabra! Puns aside, a very happy birthday to you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from Friday, I'VE GOT A NEW PHONE!! I'M FREE OF THAT GOD-FORSAKEN O2! *celebrates*&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 5310 Music Xpress. It's really nice hahahaha. Geri helped me pick it out =). The red IS NOT nicer!&lt;br /&gt;We then stayed over at their house. Played Marathon (and guess who won? XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap was awesome as usual =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've finally finished Animania! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Now the last thing left is my current See2 conference. And after that, I'm free! Freeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Except for homework (but who cares), Danceworks'08 and my peer leader duty for orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha. I was just reading GerBear's blog about NDP'04. Must admit I wish we could perform again. I mean the standard of Tapacadabra has improved drastically.&lt;br /&gt;It would be so totally awesome, yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3471312590824661802?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3471312590824661802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3471312590824661802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3471312590824661802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3471312590824661802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-commemoration-of-this-special-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5883134569652273876</id><published>2007-11-21T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T18:37:13.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man! Yesterday was awesome! Full of awesomely awesome awesomic awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;GerGer came over for lunch. Then we went for bunk. I chiong-ed Draslash (which was pointless now that I look at it. I mean, the lvl's still orange. Just like before we went to bunk).&lt;br /&gt;Then we crashed SMU. But no one needs to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as geri herself put it, 'Bugis. Shirlynn. ZiFa. Gay. Stacy present. Sushi. Toilet. High. SNAKEHEAD!!!!! Ice cream. Titanic. Racket. Home.'&lt;br /&gt;A sum up of our day. Although it was much much more awesomer than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geri is les. Yes you are. Don't deny it.&lt;br /&gt;That was random, but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They built the ship Titanic, to sail the ocean blue.&lt;br /&gt;They thought they built a ship, that no water could go through.&lt;br /&gt;But the gods made a plan, that the ship will never land.&lt;br /&gt;It was sad when the big ship, went down.&lt;br /&gt;Oh it was sad, oh it was sad!&lt;br /&gt;It was sad when the big ship, went down, to the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;Where the husbands, and the wives, and the children lost their lives.&lt;br /&gt;It was sad when the big ship, went down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5883134569652273876?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5883134569652273876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5883134569652273876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5883134569652273876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5883134569652273876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/man-yesterday-was-awesome-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6239798070469545094</id><published>2007-11-17T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:53:33.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored. Gonna go ta bed after this.                            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;1.Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Are you a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Hahahahah! Lucky =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Describe yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Chocobo Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;HAHAHAHAH! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) How do you feel about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Dance Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;d:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Describe your ex boyfriend / girlfriend:&lt;br /&gt;Lose Your Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;o.0…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend:&lt;br /&gt;Passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Ohhhh shitty. Hahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Describe your current location:&lt;br /&gt;Fields of Honor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;TG for my KH soundtrack songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Describe what you want to be:&lt;br /&gt;Bu De Bu Ai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Doesn’t make sense does it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Describe your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Protecting Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;:D &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay~ &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Your favourite colour is:&lt;br /&gt;Unwritten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Heh. I don’t write it down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) You know that:&lt;br /&gt;Promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;o.o again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) What is the weather like?&lt;br /&gt;just Melody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Just melodic? Hahaha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;12.) If your life was a television show, what would it be called?&lt;br /&gt;A Thousand Miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;The Black Cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;w007!&lt;br /&gt;I still trying my best to speak 1337 (failing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) What is the best advice you have to give?&lt;br /&gt;All Or Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Good advice, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;br /&gt;Reflector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Shiny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) How do you feel about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Canon Groove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;…Fine by me. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Why are you doing this survey?&lt;br /&gt;Houki Boshi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Comet? Lol. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I could do this on a comet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) You hate:&lt;br /&gt;Fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;I hate flies and heights. Good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) Describe your worst enemy:&lt;br /&gt;Firewater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Hahahha. I don’t have a worst enemy anymore. But I think it would be a good description.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;20.) What's in your back pocket?&lt;br /&gt;Re-sublimity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Makes no sense again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) What's your first thought when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;Boogie Wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;YAY! WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) What’s your point of view on immigrants coming into the country?&lt;br /&gt;Colours of the Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Do you know how reluctant I was to go to the next song? I love this song lah. 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) What was the last thing you told someone?&lt;br /&gt;Catch Your Wave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Surf’s up dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not that bad, I guess. Ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6239798070469545094?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6239798070469545094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6239798070469545094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6239798070469545094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6239798070469545094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-920562297874027596</id><published>2007-11-16T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:24:22.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, IBM EX.I.T.E Camp rocks! No doubt about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except this round, I'm a 'volunteer' (banana) instead of actually attending the camp.&lt;br /&gt;But that means I'm one of the founders of the IBM EX.I.T.E Camp S'pore Alumni! Vice-pres actually, but that was against my will, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I wish we could've gone for the astronomy talk. But at least we went for gaming!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome-ness! PS3, Xbox and Wii. I wish they had LoZTP or FFXIII (Hahaha. Right. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Cassy talked a whole lot about bleach. From Byakuya's dao-ness to Hitsu's pathetic shikai, from Yachiru's strength to Gin's creepy-ness (at least that was my opinion), and which division and taichou/fuku-taichou were out faves.&lt;br /&gt;It was extremely interesting to watch someone be obsessed with GIN! Amazing, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Jo eats 6 shares of food for break.&lt;br /&gt;Not surprising really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(During Jo's team reflections presentation)&lt;br /&gt;Jo: 'The food was the best thing today!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: 'Now can someone tell me, what is banking?'&lt;br /&gt;Jo: 'Well, with banking you can get money, with money you can get food, with you food you can...uhm yeah.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo: 'Can I take home some of the food?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, not surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-920562297874027596?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/920562297874027596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=920562297874027596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/920562297874027596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/920562297874027596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-yeah-ibm-ex.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5026212903352610590</id><published>2007-11-09T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:31:13.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would have posted this earlier.&lt;br /&gt;(If I had bother to)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;- Dude, Doc, Mr. Docter, sir, I didn’t come here for a pregnancy test, I’m here to check on my backbone, again. Maybe you should go see an eye specialist. I know a good one I can recommend you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you trust all of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;- Most, wouldn’t say all. But majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;- Hell no.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope! For example, I eat cheese for now apparent reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Name two things you would NOT tolerate in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- NEXT QUESTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor?&lt;br /&gt;- Ah…Belle or Mingo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you afraid of falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;- …Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times?&lt;br /&gt;- My mind IS pretty random at times, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;9. Would you stop talking to your friends because you hooked up with a new person?&lt;br /&gt;- Diao. Uh, I don’t see me dating anyone anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . When was the last time you flew in a plane?&lt;br /&gt;- I think two nights ago when I dreamt about something like that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What did the last text message you sent say?&lt;br /&gt;- Um, ‘Thanks. Help me tell the rest.’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What features do you find most attractive in the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;- LALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 3. Fill in the blank. I _______ you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                        &lt;/span&gt;^&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;eat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;- &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;LOVE BANANANANANAY BANANAS THAT PEOPLE LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;14. Attatched or single?&lt;br /&gt;- Single AND attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you were to wake up from being in a coma for an long period of time who would you call?&lt;br /&gt;- I would randomly pick someone on my contact list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;- No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Love someone?&lt;br /&gt;- YUP! MY TABLET! And Litewaves and the lameness-ers of twoceeoneohseven and tapacadabra and twoceeone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;- Default pic? What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;- The invisible correction tape genie!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;No, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Honestly, what's on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;- That article was scary shit. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Why would I wanna change something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Shoe size?&lt;br /&gt;- 7! Or 7 and a half. Can’t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- A tee shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Righty or lefty?&lt;br /&gt;- Right hand, left foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Best place to eat?&lt;br /&gt;- My room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Favourite animal?&lt;br /&gt;- Whale shark or dolphin. Daulphin. Daulphin!!!! White Bengal tiger’s good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favourite juice?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Orange&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favourite ex boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- My tablet 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Me and Mandy are insane, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime, it's always the same spas-ness. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; is MaannnnnDaaay, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; is me!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What time do you propose we gather?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I say we meet up from early morn' til later, maybe five plus, ol' chap. To make up for lost time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh, I do say that sounds splendid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Of course not, we need to start scrimping on what's left of our money to be spent on tea and cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Jolly good. Cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes I have cake. At home. And tea, From London. Splendid, isn't it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Simple splendid! Except I could probably do without the tea. Not really my cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;How about milk tea? That charmer never fails to entice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Spectacular idea! Much more welcoming to the idea now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And we should have crumptes. It would be such a pity to pretend that we could do without those lovelies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Crumpets! Marvelous! We should engage in a game of croquet as well later on, should we not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded to discuss about our plans to vanquish the evil demon who is conspiring to rob us of our internet connections.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wishes to join! is free to do so! Simply grab a sword, shield, ocarina, and a set of little green clothes with an elf hat! Think Link!&lt;br /&gt;We shall quest to find the Master Sword (again)!&lt;br /&gt;And use this awesome power-ness (even though Link inexplicably has to find it over. And over. And over again) to slay the endboss!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of those gamer jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to random online games I go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5026212903352610590?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5026212903352610590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5026212903352610590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5026212903352610590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5026212903352610590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-would-have-posted-this-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6949184755122643846</id><published>2007-11-06T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T22:32:33.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We commited the 8th deadly sin.&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nuthing of import' to say.&lt;br /&gt;Except that CCA IS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;And that I hate organising Com chalet.&lt;br /&gt;And that I haven't read my tagboard in 6 days (before today).&lt;br /&gt;Pro huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6949184755122643846?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6949184755122643846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6949184755122643846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6949184755122643846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6949184755122643846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-commited-8th-deadly-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-772892836390192598</id><published>2007-11-04T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:57:41.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fail as a mangaka. Fail, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Fail.&lt;br /&gt;I shall never draw another person ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance was screwed. Daresay my worst ever.&lt;br /&gt;So I shan't blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your present Jovi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-772892836390192598?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/772892836390192598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=772892836390192598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/772892836390192598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/772892836390192598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-fail-as-mangaka.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3766859655000051286</id><published>2007-11-03T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T23:05:27.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class chalet was FUN! F-U-N FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I did spend majority of my time barbecuing the satay, but now I have a satay partner, Jiayi!&lt;br /&gt;Well, the day didn't start very well. At first everyone who came piled into the small room we got. Then half of us got chased out of the room (they really disappeared, I couldn't find them), so left with a smaller number of people in the room. So we just stoned, played cards, ate chips, listened to music, watched golf, and camwhored in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rain stopped and we all split up into different groups. I think the auntie who sells the malt candy must have made a LOT. I ate two. My jaw hurt after that.&lt;br /&gt;And the park was covered with worms!! It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip past the barbecuing, meeting lao shi and Mr. Ho, right to the Miss Awards!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please welcome..&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sexy Legs, Eunice!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Elegant, Gladys!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Drama, Elvi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next two are no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Hardworking, Belle!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Bimbo.....SANDRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left at about 12. But not before I helped finish all the leftover food. There was a lot.&lt;br /&gt;A lot would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;Let's meet up again! Ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3766859655000051286?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3766859655000051286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3766859655000051286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3766859655000051286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3766859655000051286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/11/class-chalet-was-fun-f-u-n-fun-of.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-4609788011037676419</id><published>2007-10-31T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:33:03.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, finally, I am posting.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cheer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's mainly cause geri sent me a quiz I've never done, so....&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Girly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;[ ] I love at least one shade of pink. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't like being messy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I AM messy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My belongings are organized.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't like rock music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like wearing accessories all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bright colors amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I go to the saloon once a week.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I comb my hair almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I bring my phone with me everywhere. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Who doesn’t? Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Add up all your marks and multiply it by 10. You are 10% girly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Boyish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;[x] I wear baggy pants. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;All my pants are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play video games. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Hahaha. What else could I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[x] I listen to boy bands like My Chemical Romance, Yellowcard, Switchfoot, etc. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;WOOO! YELLOWCARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] I like wearing with hoods.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm too lazy to do chores.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I don't like shopping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to go bungee jumping.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;[ ] I like being sweaty. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Don’t mind it. But not exactly LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[ ] I'm a big fan of marvel heroes&lt;br /&gt;[x] I barely wear perfume. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I DON’T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Add up all your marks and multiply it by 10. You are 60% boyish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yay~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Nerdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;[x I always carry a pen in my purse or pocket. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Ahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I enjoy studying.&lt;br /&gt;[x I wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm a straight-A student.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've never skipped any class in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like my shirt tucked in.&lt;br /&gt;[x My favorite subject is science.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I enjoy reading books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My assignments are always passed on time.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I correct people with their grammar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Add up all your marks and multiply it by 10. You are 30% nerdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;[x] I love the color black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always sit at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One side of my hair is covering one of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like listening to metal rock music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a lot of problems in my life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm not much of a loud person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't talk much.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't have that much friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I barely have fun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I barely go out with my folks or friends.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Add up all your marks and multiply it by 10. You are 10% emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm actually EMO?! Oh my lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Childish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;[ ] I am open to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I sleep with a stuff toy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch cartoons. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Cartoons rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't like watching horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I sleep with a night light. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Eheh. I just like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents are the ones who choose my outfit.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm scared of roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like being with my family relatives.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I take bubble baths.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've ran around the house in my underwear.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Add up all your marks and multiply it by 10. You are % childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Popular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;[ ] A lot of people adore me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hangout with the coolest crew at school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents are loaded.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I get everything I want.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't wear the same outfit twice.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always have the latest gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm updated to the latest gossips.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't like people blocking my way.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A lot of people look to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add up all your marks and multiply it by 10. You are 10% popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Just the way I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woohoooo! Performance on sat/sun at bishan! Getting paid too. I guess that can be considered as a part-time job right? Hahahhaha. Can't wait for it. Haven't had a performance in a while have we GerGer?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Notice the capital.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good luck Eunice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-4609788011037676419?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/4609788011037676419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=4609788011037676419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4609788011037676419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4609788011037676419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-finally-i-am-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2987730385391855970</id><published>2007-10-25T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T15:06:56.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No mood to post, no mood to write.&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school today..at least we're gonna see each other next week.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ELVI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoo, for doing all your chibi cute-like antics.&lt;br /&gt;Hua, for being one of my first friends in oneceeone.&lt;br /&gt;Melia, for admitting you have a 'crush' on me.&lt;br /&gt;Ju, for keeping the day occupied with (irritating) songs.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice, for your impossibly lame and random jokes and moments, and for introducing me to the anime world.&lt;br /&gt;Chris, for being the 'most inspiring student' and being such a responsible councillor.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayi, for being the smart arse you are.&lt;br /&gt;Cui Xiao, for chasing vana. Again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;Deena, for being the great softball cap(tain)&lt;br /&gt;Elvi, for being really really lame and talking to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Nadine, for walking home with me.&lt;br /&gt;Qi, for taking the bus home with me *very* often and being my ba jie.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah, for disturbing me mentally by calling me all sorts of..things.&lt;br /&gt;Vivi, for being my baka llama student. And letting me be your sensei, although I'm still not sure why..&lt;br /&gt;Janeen, for singing offkey (and terribly) and entertaining us with you and ahmok/koh's chases.&lt;br /&gt;Suah, for being a fake 'bimbo' and POSTING THAT PIC ON CLASS BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;Jolin, for being our trusty chemeh.&lt;br /&gt;Karen, for being such a huge JJ fan.&lt;br /&gt;Koh1, for being my home ec partner and fellow koh.&lt;br /&gt;Koh3, for letting me be Koh2 and helping me confuse people.&lt;br /&gt;PT, for pushing me to start chancing and audiing with me.&lt;br /&gt;Woan, for letting me try to wrestle you.&lt;br /&gt;Yee Shan, for being my da jie.&lt;br /&gt;Jovi, for letting me be your yi gong and playing taiti with me so much.&lt;br /&gt;Qiqi, for keeping class VERY interesting with your random comments.&lt;br /&gt;Shermin, for being my ex-partner (and making me swear to myself that I will never be a fangirl)&lt;br /&gt;Yimei, for reminding me to focus more or I'll lose out to a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;Sam, for being my 'mum' and doing ceeone proud in canoeing.&lt;br /&gt;Belle, for being my friend so such a long time and being so cute sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Lynette, for showing me how violent you can be and going home with me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Esther, for being my da ge and audiing with me.&lt;br /&gt;Ling2, for repeatedly trying to invade my modesty.&lt;br /&gt;Sim the bim, for being so blur and bimbo-like and keeping us laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Vana, for forcing me to try and keep up with you for science.&lt;br /&gt;Mei Xuan, for being the one person from class who audiies with me the most.&lt;br /&gt;Tally, for being so high and going out with me more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Mingo, for being my next competitor in science and being one of my first friends in oneceeone.&lt;br /&gt;Belinda, for showing me the quiet side of ceeone.&lt;br /&gt;TY, for suffering with me during oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ceeone.&lt;br /&gt;For being the greatest class I've ever been in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2987730385391855970?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2987730385391855970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2987730385391855970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2987730385391855970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2987730385391855970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-mood-to-post-no-mood-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-339167753919885319</id><published>2007-10-21T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:23:12.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was definitely one of the funniest tap lessons ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seniors to Suniors to Group A&lt;br /&gt;Juniors to Jeniors to Group B&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tennis and lots of walking today. I love my pencil case! Although I have this feeling I've got another hidden somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;*Some* where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is ending soon. I have even less days with last day of school being MTP session.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this year to end! Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Let us enjoy our speed tourneys and taiti games a bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(30, 30, 30);"&gt;And each others' company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-339167753919885319?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/339167753919885319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=339167753919885319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/339167753919885319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/339167753919885319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/yesterday-was-definitely-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3023657627013800268</id><published>2007-10-19T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T18:02:08.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun, then quiet. Then fun again. But still quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Began with the farewell ceremony. And Gladys being high...of course.&lt;br /&gt;Wind under the arm!&lt;br /&gt;And Mr. M's rendition of 'Count on my Singapore' was.....the greatest parody of a song I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well, the rest of the day was pretty much just random speed tourneys and taiti matches.&lt;br /&gt;Score,&lt;br /&gt;Eunice : 2&lt;br /&gt;Me: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice! I promise you, I will DEFEAT you at speed!&lt;br /&gt;The other tourneys I won though. But my terrible luck with no-ti hands has returned, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, announcement to all twoceeoners, vote for the twoceeone 'lil Miss (?????) Awards 2007!&lt;br /&gt;Results on class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;Miss Dude. Grrr.. I swear I am going to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;@#~%&amp;amp;!&amp;amp;^!^$#*!@$&amp;amp;%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'bye Mrs. Lee! We'll miss you for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3023657627013800268?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3023657627013800268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3023657627013800268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3023657627013800268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3023657627013800268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-fun-then-quiet_19.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-657896746660186582</id><published>2007-10-19T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:57:45.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun, then quiet. Then fun again. But till quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Began with the farewell ceremony. And Gladys being high...of course.&lt;br /&gt;Wind under the arm!&lt;br /&gt;And Mr. M's rendition of 'Count on my Singapore' was.....the greatest parody of a song I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well, the rest of the day was pretty much just random speed tourneys and taiti matches.&lt;br /&gt;Score,&lt;br /&gt;Eunice : 2&lt;br /&gt;Me: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice! I promise you, I will DEFEAT you at speed!&lt;br /&gt;The other tourneys I won though. But my terrible luck with no-ti hands has returned, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, announcement to all twoceeoners, vote for the twoceeone 'lil Miss (?????) Awards 2007!&lt;br /&gt;Results on class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Dude. I tell you. -.-&lt;br /&gt;@#~%&amp;amp;!&amp;amp;^!^$#*!@$&amp;amp;%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'bye Mrs. Lee! We'll miss you for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-657896746660186582?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/657896746660186582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=657896746660186582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/657896746660186582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/657896746660186582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-fun-then-quiet.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1783990841933533245</id><published>2007-10-18T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T19:55:29.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the hiatus! Been kinda occupied with random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, marks first.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yeah. Marks.&lt;br /&gt;WELL, some of the good points are..I got a B3 for chinese (*still* getting past the amazed stage), I've got a good B3 average cause of that, my lit decided to go up at the right time (14, 14 ,19!), and my only A was science, so that's still that.&lt;br /&gt;Bad points, I studied so hard for geog, lit and science, all I managed was a B3, B4 and A2. And my maths was B3. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck care lah.&lt;br /&gt;Double here I go! I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peer mediation workshop was cool. Especially with Eunice going all high on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In class)&lt;br /&gt;Us: *silence*&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: You know the only reason why we're so quiet, is because we're not talking about food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll tell someone about our tree-turn-lightbulb. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1783990841933533245?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1783990841933533245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1783990841933533245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1783990841933533245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1783990841933533245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorry-for-hiatus-been-kinda-occupied.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-982741210075549361</id><published>2007-10-14T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T18:13:43.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally! Home. I missed you tabbie!&lt;br /&gt;Not the only thing 'course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip was boring.&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone pretty much left me alone.&lt;br /&gt;The chalet was nice though, albeit the baby cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;Pft. AUDI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-982741210075549361?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/982741210075549361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=982741210075549361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/982741210075549361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/982741210075549361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-home.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2322700902359887525</id><published>2007-10-12T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T15:02:06.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh, I haven't felt like blogging lately. But gotta now cause I'm leaving in a while. Going to M'sia til Sunday. Booo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thurs-&lt;br /&gt;One of the best school days ever! We watched Music and Lyrics and 200 pound beauty (which I hated actually), played 27 wordgames as the Mindpower Challenge (I got 3 of them alone!), and did awesome random crap. Some of which included singing and doing the hokey pokey in front of class and spinning on our butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today-&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun, I guess. First we had our School Emergency Drill, we finished the whole process in a record time of 4 minutes. Then, was the highlight of the day, inter-house competitions!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I played wipeout instead. Sheesh. But we only had 15 people for power ball, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;We were almost pulverized. Came in fourth.&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons for that happening was the fact that Curie, Fry AND Keller had allianced. And our alliance, Pankhurst, was umpiring one round. So it was 1 vs 3.&lt;br /&gt;Not pretty I tell you. The last cones to fall were the corner ones, the ones me and Jovi were guarding. So Jovi's fell first (there's something to do with cheating here, but they already got toasted in school, so never mind), and then everyone turned their attention to me. So it was about 7 to....&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;Joy huh? No seriously. It was.&lt;br /&gt;Since they couldn't get an opening, I was the receiver of their throws. My arms and legs are pink...ish now. Heh, don't worry Jovi, I seriously felt it was fun. Besides the one that hit me on my head. Thank god for soft rubber balls.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think sick now guys. XD&lt;br /&gt;They used tactics! Three people threw balls at me all at once. It wasn't scary, more the fact worrying that I could leave an opening. Which happened anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I will get you Julienne! Just you wait.&lt;br /&gt;We played with integrity! I think. So it's all still good. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(30, 30, 30);font-size:78%;" &gt;Compared to the others, we had the most integrity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, leaving soon enough. Sheesh. Why can't I just, stay home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2322700902359887525?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2322700902359887525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2322700902359887525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2322700902359887525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2322700902359887525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/heh-i-havent-felt-like-blogging-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-4782609176144889015</id><published>2007-10-10T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T12:33:37.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom has serious issues with my door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-4782609176144889015?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/4782609176144889015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=4782609176144889015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4782609176144889015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4782609176144889015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-mom-has-serious-issues-with-my-door.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2781175562777581783</id><published>2007-10-09T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T14:14:28.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My throat hurts.&lt;br /&gt;My head feels like I just got run over by a truck.&lt;br /&gt;Audi's down.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't said happy birthday to cassy.&lt;br /&gt;And now my !#$%^&amp;amp;!%* internet won't let me go onto msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CASSY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2781175562777581783?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2781175562777581783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2781175562777581783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2781175562777581783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2781175562777581783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-throat-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3443739389628739155</id><published>2007-10-08T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:28:04.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams. Are. Officially.&lt;br /&gt;OVER!&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM AT LAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art was...&lt;br /&gt;In two words, very messy.&lt;br /&gt;But! Wasn't that bad lah. Just my terrible markering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome part of the day was Icekimo/Prata King!&lt;br /&gt;At first, it was me, Ju, Unicko-san, Belle and Elvi. Then we met Vana and Vi at the bus stop, so they came along too! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Rained a lot. Thankfully it was raining heavier while we were eating.&lt;br /&gt;And, I shall also thank Elvi's dark blue (and not pink or purple like Unicko-san or Vi's) umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;For I would either be badly blinded or gay right now if it weren't for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of flavours we had:&lt;br /&gt;Cookies &amp;amp; Cream&lt;br /&gt;Horlicks&lt;br /&gt;Tiramisu&lt;br /&gt;Milo&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;Wild Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;Belgium Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I will never hear the end of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this into one huge bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I swear that tower's gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made of three scoops btw.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Eunice ate more later XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this note stuck to the comment board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do you ever wonder why the earth is round?&lt;br /&gt;It's not round, it's spherical.&lt;br /&gt;No it is cubic.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to action city!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3443739389628739155?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3443739389628739155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3443739389628739155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3443739389628739155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3443739389628739155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/exams.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1823432081185782120</id><published>2007-10-06T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:42:15.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S TOO SHORT! WAY TOO SHORT!&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for class chalet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1823432081185782120?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1823432081185782120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1823432081185782120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1823432081185782120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1823432081185782120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-too-short-way-too-short-thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2996499605466750726</id><published>2007-10-06T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T15:40:38.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! Saturday! Awesomic saturday!&lt;br /&gt;But I still can't audi. Poo.&lt;br /&gt;(That means due to authority)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1E1E1E; font-size:78%;"&gt;What's with me all suddenly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we're not doing that child aid performance thing anymore. Gah. Lol. At least now you can go with a clear conscience XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1E1E1E; font-size:78%;"&gt;There's a reason why I don't show it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh heheh. Art left. Stupid art. Mine sucks anywho.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'm the mot worried about ART! Of all things really.&lt;br /&gt;Not even chinese somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1E1E1E; font-size:78%;"&gt;Not to me, not to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icekimo on Monday! Maybe I'll post longer posts then.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1E1E1E;font-size:78%;" &gt;I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2996499605466750726?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2996499605466750726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2996499605466750726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2996499605466750726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2996499605466750726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-saturday-awesomic-saturday-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1345752848318402723</id><published>2007-10-05T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T18:02:00.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FREE! WE'RE FREE!&lt;br /&gt;Almost.&lt;br /&gt;Last one to go! Art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a recap of the previous few exams, geog was fine, maths was easy, science was...&lt;br /&gt;Confuzzling.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, there're a lot of questions where the whole class is 50-50 on which answer is right.&lt;br /&gt;But what the hey, I ain't gonna talk about it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Or I just might kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Julienne was singing about maggots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1345752848318402723?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1345752848318402723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1345752848318402723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1345752848318402723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1345752848318402723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/free-were-free-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3382598318479496771</id><published>2007-10-02T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:34:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, fine. I really can't stay away from my blog.&lt;br /&gt;But, oh well. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yesterday-&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was EASY ok! One of the easiest I've ever done! Thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;But my zuo wen is still screwed. That's normal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;No more chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today-&lt;br /&gt;Lit! No more MACBETH!&lt;br /&gt;Was ok I guess. I mean, I actually finished all for once. And all the essays were about the same length. XD&lt;br /&gt;But it was so cool ok!&lt;br /&gt;Since me, Ju, Eunice, Belle, Tally &amp;amp; Khoo each did a few notes and shared it around.&lt;br /&gt;And the notes I was in charge of (reasons for murder / reactions) all came out in the paper!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was smiling a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju: You could always buy Cassy a big pink teddy bear with red spots!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...She hates pink.&lt;br /&gt;Ju: Oh, then you can buy blue food colouring and turn it purple!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Gay!&lt;br /&gt;Ju: Haven't I told you before, all girls can't help but be gay. Anyway, you're being gay what! You're laughing!&lt;br /&gt;Me: So are you!&lt;br /&gt;Ju: Yeah but you're gay!&lt;br /&gt;Me: We're both gay then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3382598318479496771?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3382598318479496771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3382598318479496771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3382598318479496771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3382598318479496771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-7423337515600600509</id><published>2007-09-29T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T18:39:30.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH! STUDY STUDY MUG MUG!&lt;br /&gt;Gah. What's the use. I'm too distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tap was more boring than usual. Cause the only ones who came for tap were me, GerGer, Stef and Jade.&lt;br /&gt;Stacy/Claire - Studying&lt;br /&gt;James/Nicole/Prita - MIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny lah. Only the four of us.&lt;br /&gt;Performance! 27 &amp;amp; 28 November!&lt;br /&gt;School Pocket Money Fund Charity Show!&lt;br /&gt;Don't go to Bangkok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, will probably go on hiatus til end of EOYs. So, post again then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-7423337515600600509?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/7423337515600600509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=7423337515600600509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7423337515600600509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7423337515600600509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahh-study-study-mug-mug-gah.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5939351440120901815</id><published>2007-09-28T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:28:08.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;Cinderella;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]One of your parents is dead&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You are expected to do a lot of chores&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love to dress up&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;[x]You love animals&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You are waiting patiently for your Prince Charming.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Your mom is really strict.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have sisters who seem kind of jealous of you&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're afraid to speak your mind sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have left your shoes at a friend's house before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Pants, shirt, never shoes. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You have blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You've fallen in love with someone your friends/family didn't like&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You've been lost in the forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You love to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;LOIS LOWRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You are not shy at all, and not afraid to speak your mind&lt;br /&gt;[x]One of your family members is a bit weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Yeah. ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You have done volunteer work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Both compulsory AND non-compulsory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You have a wild imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Too wild, too wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You love to take care of people in need&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You've had guys like you only because they think you're pretty.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You've rejected at least one person when they've asked you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: normal;" lang="EN-SG"&gt;I’ve never been asked out before! And proud of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;(Damn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;Jasmine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;(I better not be.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]Your dad is rich/important&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are very clever&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've fallen in love with someone way different from you&lt;br /&gt;[x]You're unique and different from everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Everyone is different from everyone else. Even twins. D’oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You'd never marry someone just because they were rich &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;NEVER! You hear that Tally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You have set a lot of goals for yourself &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;[ ]You don't have a lot of friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're independent &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;[ ]You have a very nice house&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Your parents try to control your life.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;(YES HAHA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;Ariel;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Your parents expect a lot from you&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You really try to follow the rules, but it's hard for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;It’s not hard for me. Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You're a bit of a trouble maker&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're the youngest in your family&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have a lot of sisters&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You collect something&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have red hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have a pet fish/aqua thingy&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're extremely curious&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You believe everything people tell you&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're a bit gullible&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;Snow White;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You know that you're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Keh. Ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]Sometimes it seems like your mom is jealous of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;DIAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You've almost been killed &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;[x]You have at least seven good friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;I can name you many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You've had food poisoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Who hasn’t. It’s common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You have short brown hair&lt;br /&gt;[x]You get along with everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Guess so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]All of your friends are different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Yup! Some are tall, some are short, some are smart, some are blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You love to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;[x]You're happier when you're out of the house than in&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;(KUSO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;Mulan;&lt;br /&gt;[x]You're a tomboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Eheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]Everyone wishes you could be a bit more girly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Let’s see…a lot of people do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You've pretended to be someone you're not&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;[x]You've had a physical fight with someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You have/had considered running away from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Don’t recall really…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]Your parents try to plan your life out&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Most of your friends are boys&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You sometimes find yourself in bad situations&lt;br /&gt;[x]You love your family so much that you'd do anything to protect them&lt;br /&gt;[x]You are proud that you're different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Different is good!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora(Sleeping Beauty);&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You live with someone other than your parents&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You were almost killed at a very young age &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;[ ]You are gentle, loving, and/or thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have a beautiful voice&lt;br /&gt;[x]You like to sleep in late on the weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Who wouldn’t?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You spend most of your time outside&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're adopted&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have long hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're very romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;I AM NOT JU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ] Pink is one of your favorite colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;PINK! IT BURNS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You love to walk around&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are more spiritual than religious&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You've been in an interracial relationship&lt;br /&gt;[ ]One of your siblings is dead&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Your parents are very protective of you&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Someone you know has been in war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[x]You love nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;Yay~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You have black hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" lang="EN-SG"&gt;My hair’s brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;[ ]You would love to move somewhere exotic and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're very adventurous&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="color:white;"&gt;Me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5939351440120901815?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5939351440120901815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5939351440120901815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5939351440120901815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5939351440120901815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/thanks-for-making-me-do-this-huh-you.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5919717693468820797</id><published>2007-09-27T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:43:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahha! Awesome day! Except for the science test course.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we started off the day with...arguing why the hell the voltage splits in a series but not in a parallel. Yes, it was a very enriching debate. Not really. We never got an answer XD&lt;br /&gt;It was screwed anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent chinese lesson explaining to Ju how KHCoM works.&lt;br /&gt;Spent lit actually taking notes! I wanted to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And english doing Maths Revision WS 4. Knowing Ms.___, we'll get revision 5 tomorrow. -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: AHHH! Kanasai! Not another one!&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Kanapoo Jas. Not kanasai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadada~ After school was FUN.&lt;br /&gt;But it was really stupid when me and Eunice were chionging lunch cause we thought there was remedial.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out there wasn't remedial XD&lt;br /&gt;Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome because me and Joan ended up in a paper war!&lt;br /&gt;Our ammunition was 4 paper balls and my trusty paper plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *throws one ball*&lt;br /&gt;Joan: *ducks* Eh! Where did that ball go?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *starts laughing* Uh...someone's pants? *falls to the floor laughing*&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Jasmine! Sick! *throws*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ahahhaha! Oh man..&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;I need to pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice and Gladys ended up in a marker war too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Come on Eunice! Let' go to the canteen!&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: What what what?! Wait! No!! Oi! I'm gonna marker you!&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: I'm not afraid!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But you are!&lt;br /&gt;*attacks*&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: HEY! I WAS HOLDING THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice and Gladys then engaged in a fully fledged war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: HAH! I've got three markers! And you've only got 2 caps!&lt;br /&gt;Elvi: Gladys, I think Eunice's weapons look more convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: *throws one cap to Gladys*&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Eh! I don't want a cap! I want a ...condom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5919717693468820797?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5919717693468820797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5919717693468820797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5919717693468820797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5919717693468820797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/hahahha-awesome-day-except-for-science.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6750142627497403451</id><published>2007-09-26T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:01:23.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I know I don't like posting more than once or twice a day,&lt;br /&gt;But this is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it was english, Ms.___ was supposed to take the period, but Ms.____ came in instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Where's Ms.___ arh?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra: I dunno. She's supposed to take english right?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: I know! Eunice murdered her!&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: WHAT?!?&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: She murdered her while she was sleeping! Shame on you Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: HAHAHAH! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! If she was asleep, I would've been asleep too!&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Eunice hath murdered sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Me: And therefore, Eunice shall sleep no more! Eunice shall sleep no more.&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: Eunice! You sleep killed her!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eunice's inner self killed her.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: But wait! I'm Belle's inner self!&lt;br /&gt;Me: So that means...&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Eunice: Belle!&lt;br /&gt;Belle: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Eunice: You killed Ms.___!&lt;br /&gt;Belle: *bimbotic way of talking* No! I didn't!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were doing our Revision 3 WS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: Oh man, so complicated!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really meh? I used inverse then direct proportion.&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: Yeah! I know. What did you get arh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 18 days.&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: But I got 8 days!&lt;br /&gt;Sandra (not been listening up til now): I got 8 days too!&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: She was talking about maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6750142627497403451?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6750142627497403451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6750142627497403451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6750142627497403451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6750142627497403451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok-i-know-i-dont-like-posting-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2329219298473670211</id><published>2007-09-26T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:57:40.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Finish the Sentence&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm a...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Litewavian tapamagician robotician twoceeoneohsevener bronterian all into one!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Someday, I want...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;To become an engineer! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;There are...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;A lot of things in the world we want to change, but can't alone.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I can't stand...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Being unable to feel one. Single. Shred. Of true emoness. Sounds stupid, I know.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I wish...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I could be better in chinese!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I don't know...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Who the hell I am sometimes XD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I want...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;HAM!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;When I see...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;My friends, I feel much much happier.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Only when...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I speak chinese, do I feel truly afraid. Like, REALLY afraid.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I need...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tap to live!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I love...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;My friends!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I hate...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Veggies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Why can't...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;People get along sometimes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I wonder...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;What I really did yesterday. I don't remember much.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm sad...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;When there's no tap that saturday.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm happy...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Most of the time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I don't need...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Girly stuff. Ick.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I can't...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do public speaking.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I believe...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;In aliens!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;If I could, I would...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Uh...fly?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/view-survey.php?id=1256" title="Finish The Sentence 2.0"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; or other &lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;MySpace Surveys&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;PimpSurveys.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2329219298473670211?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2329219298473670211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2329219298473670211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2329219298473670211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2329219298473670211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/finish-sentence-im.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1083748981192306470</id><published>2007-09-26T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:46:19.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ho hum. Boring regular day. With the exception that Ju was practically singing all the time. Even worse, she was singing BARNEY!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, my art is screwed. Screwed screwed screwed. So very screwed.&lt;br /&gt;So lets not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think the most interesting parts of the day were maths and going home. Ok, well. I only remember quotes from going home.&lt;br /&gt;We had MMT! Yet another fun-filled period of time of crapping! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the random crapping afterwards. Such as me playing KHCoM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: No Jas no! Come on! She's almost dead!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Will you stop stressing me Eunice! And she still has one full bar of life after this.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: WHAT?! Did you save?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...No&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: HUH?! Oh, then why didn't you just now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I've never battled her before ok! I didn't know!&lt;br /&gt;(a while and several cheers later)&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Almost dead! Almost dead!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eunice! Chill!&lt;br /&gt;*Defeats Larxene*&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: YEEESSSS! *does victory dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were planning to go out of school together at first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Julienne! I give you 3 minutes to pack your bag! Come on! Go go go!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eunice, you're being kinder than usual. What's with you?&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Fine. Ju! Your three seconds are up! Hurry hurry hurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, Eunice had to wait for tally. So it was me, Ju and Nadine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walks out of gate*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *looks at bus stop* Is that a 132 or a 111 there?&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: It's a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: Jasmine, how much did you get for your science common test?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh........*long pause*&lt;br /&gt;Ju: She got the same as me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? I did?&lt;br /&gt;Ju: Yeah, 31.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ah man, my memory does suck. I can't even remember what I did yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: You went to school.&lt;br /&gt;Me: More specific stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: Maybe..you ate bananas?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *pause*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Banana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1083748981192306470?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1083748981192306470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1083748981192306470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1083748981192306470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1083748981192306470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/ho-hum.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1596582796230053488</id><published>2007-09-25T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T18:35:31.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My 150th post!&lt;br /&gt;In commemoration of this wonderful event, I shall post about one of the craziest days we've had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with D&amp;amp;T!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so, all of us had to either finish painting our wood pieces, or study. Belle and Sim were studying, the rest of us (ju, tally, eunice, elvi, me) were painting away. Not only that, we were singing. Singing and singing and singing. We all just burst into song randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Hakuna matata~&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;Rest of us: What a wonderful phrase~&lt;br /&gt;*continues singing*&lt;br /&gt;dadada~&lt;br /&gt;All five of us: Hakuna matata!&lt;br /&gt;twoceeone: Shhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were totally crapping. Gladys was helping me save my wood (thanks =D), Ju was being extra (as usual), elvi, eunice and me were painting, and comparing the white patch on elvi' wood to a pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: You know what elvi, you should draw a red streak on that pad.&lt;br /&gt;Elvi: It's not a pad!&lt;br /&gt;*paints*&lt;br /&gt;Elvi: There! Does it look better now?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ummmm....I still see the pad and the pad alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when Eunice told us about how she cried when she read this one very romantic part of a book,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: Oh my gosh Eunice! You are such a hopeless romantic!&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: What?! It was a very sad part!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, so, you may be a hopeless romantic, but Ju is merely hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: Hey! If I'm hopeless, then you're romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say yet another quote here,&lt;br /&gt;But geri could use it for blackmailing me.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip over to maths!&lt;br /&gt;We had to chiong our Revision WS 2, or we wouldn't get back our test.&lt;br /&gt;And the two fanatics sitting in front of me didn't have any correction tape, so they had to borrow from me.&lt;br /&gt;I was high.&lt;br /&gt;Not a good mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shermin: Hey Jas, can I borrow correction tape?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh...*thinks* Ok, but you'll have to ask the magical monkey correction tape genie!! He lives in your head. *falls off chair laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I said that i beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME test during assembly period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Now it's time for......&lt;br /&gt;Eunice, me, Ju, Elvi, Sandra: CME!! WOOOOOOO! *cheers and laughs*&lt;br /&gt;twoceeone: *looks at us weirdly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The.&lt;br /&gt;CME.&lt;br /&gt;Test.&lt;br /&gt;Was.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking.&lt;br /&gt;Idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, something good did come out of it. I made a really good paper airplane! Flies really well, even though it has a blunt nose.&lt;br /&gt;But..Gladys had to go and use it for her own evil purposes.&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE ELSE BETTER JOIN THAT CLUB OR I'LL KILL YOU PERSONALLY.&lt;br /&gt;With my trusty umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today's quotes more than make up for yesterday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1596582796230053488?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1596582796230053488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1596582796230053488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1596582796230053488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1596582796230053488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-150th-post-in-commemoration-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2446824401781479694</id><published>2007-09-24T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T17:48:24.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES! We had PE! After..uh. Let's just say, we haven't had PE since the beginning of the term.&lt;br /&gt;Netball rocks =D&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't EXACTLY have PE. Cause only 16 people out of 39 (hua didn't come today) wanted PE. So Mrs.____ let us 16 just play netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Yellow (no band):&lt;br /&gt;Tally&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;br /&gt;Eunice&lt;br /&gt;Khoo&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy&lt;br /&gt;Esther&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Red (band, it's red duh):&lt;br /&gt;Jovi&lt;br /&gt;Qiqi&lt;br /&gt;Sandy&lt;br /&gt;Banana&lt;br /&gt;TY&lt;br /&gt;Mok&lt;br /&gt;Janeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reserves for both teams:&lt;br /&gt;Koh1&lt;br /&gt;Chemeh&lt;br /&gt;Suah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refs:&lt;br /&gt;Koh1/Belle/Tally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, they took turns ref-ing. And chemeh and suah didn't play cause, one would scream, the other would laugh.&lt;br /&gt;So they were being extra.&lt;br /&gt;Janeen, Jovi and Chrissy took care of the screaming anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won 1 to around 7 (we lost count)&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere around there lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had CIP with shermin after school.&lt;br /&gt;Gardening! Pulling weeds actually.&lt;br /&gt;It's good exercise for the back.&lt;br /&gt;1 hours worth, Shermin was happily venting her anger raking the soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;Never miss Peacehaven trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember any good quotes. It seemed considerably quieter and sleepier in class today. Sad eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2446824401781479694?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2446824401781479694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2446824401781479694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2446824401781479694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2446824401781479694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/yes-we-had-pe-after.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1215644922127504043</id><published>2007-09-23T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:42:43.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a very productive day. More so than other days anyway.&lt;br /&gt;TS and shirshir came over! Sad that geri couldn't =(&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we ACTUALLY studied. For once. Although we spent a good part of that time video cam-ing gerger.&lt;br /&gt;You really don't play fair geri.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I DID TS' SUMMARY FOR HIM! Happy happy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TS: Eh walau, I REALLY hate summary lah! I always fail or borderline pass de.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? I always get 14 or 15 out of 20.&lt;br /&gt;TS: Yeah lor, I always get 12 out of 25.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hm...pass over to me? I help you do lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN! He didn't tell me content is out of 15. Kns I think I only gave him 14 points. 160 word max leh. That's like, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shir was being nice and helped us peel pomelos. And geri was completely daoing her!! You rock dude.&lt;br /&gt;They had to go at bout 6.30 though. And shir decided to try and rape me (serious!) before going. TG for min's huge pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics all on TS' blog. Go check it out if you want.&lt;br /&gt;On second thought...&lt;br /&gt;Don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1215644922127504043?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1215644922127504043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1215644922127504043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1215644922127504043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1215644922127504043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-very-productive-day.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-3363992807360811854</id><published>2007-09-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:08:16.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Man, Ju's party was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;First we decided to swim. And no one (cept me) brought swimsuits. So the rest had to borrow from Ju. And since two of those showed your midriff...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the carnage and violence XD&lt;br /&gt;In the end, since my swimsuit is a two piece, rashguard and swim shorts, I traded my undersuit for one of those two. Ick.&lt;br /&gt;GLADYS KEPT TRYING TO PULL MY SHIRT UP WHILE WE WERE SWIMMING. Not only to show the underpiece, but to make 'big boobs' -.-&lt;br /&gt;Eunice's shorts were falling off as well XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (to Tally/Ju): Ok, tactic one, I'll blind her temporarily, you go in for the kill.&lt;br /&gt;Tally: Ok! Ju, you go left, I'll go right.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: WAIT WAIT WAIT! YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Gladys shot water straight down my throat while I was laughing. I choked and swallowed. Ick...&lt;br /&gt;So after bathing and leaving buttprints in the sauna, we went up to eat dinner!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, Gladys wrestled me to the couch and made me tie side-parting &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok blah blah..Eunice had to leave early though. Sad ya know? It's like, you can practically feel the lame levels dropping.&lt;br /&gt;So we talked through dinner, about a lot of different things, school, random things. Then we had....music appreciation!&lt;br /&gt;Well, we just sang along to Time To Say Goodbye (Ju no longer has Josh Groban under her bed) and PotO (Phantom of the Opera) songs! Ok fine, I sang the guy parts, Ju/Gladys sang the girl parts. Especially since Christie in the movie sings like hell high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys kept cuddling and hugging me...it reminded me of...something. But I let her cause the music made me sleepy and..made me lose the mood to object I guess.&lt;br /&gt;We were just doing complete random stuff and all. It was really fun. And we were camwhoring too.&lt;br /&gt;I was being extra lah!&lt;br /&gt;It's like, everyone was pretending to be emo. And I purposely smiled and looked at the cam.&lt;br /&gt;Extra is fun.&lt;br /&gt;Then Elvi left soon after, leaving the count down to four!&lt;br /&gt;Not for long though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju: You know what? We should like, write our names with our butts. So mine will be like J-*starts moving butt*U-L&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne (or Marienne, I can't tell them apart yet): *takes picture of Ju's um...butt writing*&lt;br /&gt;Ju: I-E-N-N-E!&lt;br /&gt;Twins: Hey jie! *shows cam*&lt;br /&gt;Ju: Walau!! You arh! Eh..my butt looks good! *ego growing here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so my mum came to pick me and belle up after that.&lt;br /&gt;Tada! The LOL-ing party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-3363992807360811854?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/3363992807360811854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=3363992807360811854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3363992807360811854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/3363992807360811854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/woohoo-man-jus-party-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5475685287810933043</id><published>2007-09-22T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:42:02.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday it's saturday~ Oh so wonderful saturday~&lt;br /&gt;Cause..of tap!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, tap was fun. Except I couldn't do pirouettes properly for some reason, but we had to do Grade 6. Cause uncle richard couldn't find our cd.&lt;br /&gt;If you compare how fast we can pick up what we haven't done for 1 1/2 years and how fast the juniors learn one combination, you can immediately tell the difference. Yup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're a lot faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz was...usual. Except Lucy was being a real pain in the rear end. I mean seriously. Made me reasonably pissed. And that doesn't happen often. She kept pausing WHILE we were dancing. And doing some random things in front of us while we were dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever given a geri-like glare before.&lt;br /&gt;You know, the one that like, scares people. But not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway, gonna leave for AMK soon. Going to Ju's house! HAPPY B'DAE! =D&lt;br /&gt;No spin the bottle please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5475685287810933043?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5475685287810933043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5475685287810933043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5475685287810933043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5475685287810933043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/saturday-its-saturday-oh-so-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-7893651334276729038</id><published>2007-09-21T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:23:11.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH!&lt;br /&gt;English today. Compo was...ok I guess. Besides the fact I chuckled everytime I wrote these certain SOMEONES' names. Heheheh *evil smile*&lt;br /&gt;Compre was damn easy. And I mean DAMN easy. Like really really REALLY damn easy. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvi got tricked into eating a peanut butter sandwich! Everyone gasp! *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra: Jasmine! You want one? *offers biscuits*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh...what's that?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra: Biscuits! But they're all &lt;u&gt;crumpled&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crumpled. And then later I said Viona's hair was FLOWING. So stupid lah. I was intending to say FLOATING. Cause of the wind. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;Must be a side effect from the compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys, who was happily twirling her locker key during assembly decided to lose it. No prizes to where it was found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us (ju, eunice, belle, elvi, me, tally)&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Eh Gladys, is that it? *points to something shiny*&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: YES! YAY! *picks up key*&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Eunice! *hugs her* Thanks Belle! *hug* Thanks Jas! *reaches to hug*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dude, dude. Don't hug me.&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Gah, fine. Thank you Elvi! *hugs* Thanks Ju!&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: You can hug me twice to make up for Jas!&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Ok! *hugs twice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...gonna skip to D&amp;amp;T PAINTING! =P&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was me, Woan, Mingo, Sim, Elvi and Eunice. Julienne was just being extra. Painting our wood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Eh, if there's a lot of bubbles, does that mean it's too watery?&lt;br /&gt;Elvi: No lah, shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: But it's like, full of bubbles! Bub-bub-bub-bub-bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Eunice loves the repeating thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Oh man..so late. My mum's gonna kill me! Kill-kill-kill-kill me with a knife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-7893651334276729038?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/7893651334276729038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=7893651334276729038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7893651334276729038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7893651334276729038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahh-english-today.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-1120023040579391041</id><published>2007-09-20T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T19:12:44.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.....tomorrow's english.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;Let me recap today's events...uh...let's see...&lt;br /&gt;Today's Thursday so..&lt;br /&gt;First was science. Normal.&lt;br /&gt;Next was lit. Was...somewhat interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Next was chinese. Heh. Most interesting lesson of the day I think. And that says a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Last was english -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During chinese, we were supposed to finish the two papers lao shi gave to us. And Unicko-san was, as usual, sleeping. Emphasis on the 'usual'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;italics&lt;/span&gt; are us whispering.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: (sleeping) zzz...&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ju!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ..Go pinch her nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the! No way, she'll scream at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..It'll be interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hah?! You go and do that yourself lah, I still wanna live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Consider any quotes part of today's QotD. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then..during lit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm.____: Girls, can I have your attention please.&lt;br /&gt;(no change in volume)&lt;br /&gt;Me: *ahem* Order! Order! Order in the court!&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Alright...I'll have two cheeseburgers and a coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man we were being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people! I need some help! Tag two letters on my tagboard, one vowel and one consonant. Please and thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Only Eunice and Viona would know why XP&lt;br /&gt;For reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-1120023040579391041?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/1120023040579391041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=1120023040579391041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1120023040579391041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/1120023040579391041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/so.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-8564373489098400397</id><published>2007-09-19T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T18:05:52.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't post yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was doing art.&lt;br /&gt;And it made me sad!&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, today was normal. Besides MMT. Which was FUN. I don't see why anyone would wanna go home. After all, you're doing maths, on your own time, with your friends, and you are free to get high. Who wouldn't like that, tell me? But today was extra fun! A group of us were fighting over who was gonna help Ms.___ stamp the worksheets. XD And after Amelia's book was stamped, she ask Ms.___ to give her an autograph, and all of us went 'LOL', literally. Anyway, the autograph turned out something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/RvDyZuek6NI/AAAAAAAAADU/h_vaKb8oGa0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/RvDyZuek6NI/AAAAAAAAADU/h_vaKb8oGa0/s200/Untitled-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111852100852443346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us really lost it, we just laughed and laughed and laughed. And laughed. And that was loud laughing. Out loud, not even silent laughing, yet my stomach hurt so bad after that. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random quotes of the day here!&lt;br /&gt;Ms.___: Yeah lah, I just stamp all, then I write the date.&lt;br /&gt;Petrina: *watches* Eh Ms.___! You should be friendly and write 'Hello :)'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This was yesterday's)&lt;br /&gt;Sandra: *looks at class test* Oh shit.&lt;br /&gt;Ms.___: Go to the toilet lah Sandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't smile, I'll smile for you, and wait for you to smile with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-8564373489098400397?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/8564373489098400397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=8564373489098400397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8564373489098400397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8564373489098400397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-didnt-post-yesterday-cause-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbaRORzJLTw/RvDyZuek6NI/AAAAAAAAADU/h_vaKb8oGa0/s72-c/Untitled-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-4998156616299398566</id><published>2007-09-17T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:13:04.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I've decided. Once a week (and only once) I'll post on my LJ. The rest of the time, it'll be here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice and Elvi's song on me (and quote of the day):&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jasmine,&lt;br /&gt;You make so mad&lt;br /&gt;But you are so sad&lt;br /&gt;It's makes me feel so glad&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jasmine,&lt;br /&gt;You have no clue&lt;br /&gt;(Can't remember this line)&lt;br /&gt;We are gonna kill you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like you Eunice! Don't tell me anything whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you hinted about her bankai. So that's a plus.&lt;br /&gt;And IT'S NOT FAIR CAUSE SHE'S SO DAMNED STRONG AND MY CHARACTER CAN'T BEAT HER!&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. You need to level the playing field slightly.&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously, my character can't even beat her and that's only because she's virtually invincible.&lt;br /&gt;My character, on the other hand, has a limit.&lt;br /&gt;So you go and do that eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've decided on my character's name!&lt;br /&gt;Seone Reno.&lt;br /&gt;Reno-san! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Raiumori!&lt;br /&gt;Yayyyy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-4998156616299398566?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/4998156616299398566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=4998156616299398566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4998156616299398566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4998156616299398566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok-ive-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5569207021282855298</id><published>2007-09-16T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:14:33.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Mandy (poof) has &lt;s&gt;forced&lt;/s&gt; asked me to make an LJ.&lt;br /&gt;And so... I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jkdradon.livejournal.com/"&gt;My LJ! Click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;But this is still my main.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5569207021282855298?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5569207021282855298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5569207021282855298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5569207021282855298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5569207021282855298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-7357515067860818596</id><published>2007-09-16T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:28:47.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm confused. Like really really confused.&lt;br /&gt;Do I or do I not?&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like I can be happy.&lt;br /&gt;How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks up*&lt;br /&gt;The sky must be falling somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-7357515067860818596?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/7357515067860818596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=7357515067860818596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7357515067860818596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/7357515067860818596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-4958786813900940922</id><published>2007-09-15T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:02:22.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) How old do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay 13 for a while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Where were you when 9.11 happened?&lt;br /&gt;In school I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;br /&gt;I swear and bang the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you count yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;Me? Kind? How am I supposed to know?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Fake tattoo! Foot’s a nice place right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Japanese! I think jap’s so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you know your neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;Know by face. No idea what their names are. Well, most of them I call ‘Uncle’ or ‘Aunty’. I think I’m the only lower sec here. Just might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What do you consider a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;All the time in the world to run around with your friends or do any other crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;Nahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;br /&gt;Move? o.0 Uhhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Are you touchy feely?&lt;br /&gt;I can touch and feel, just don’t touch or feel me! Roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I mean like ends repel and opposite ends attract right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Dream job?&lt;br /&gt;Engineer! Not sure what kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Favorite channel(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Pooof! I don’t usually watch tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Favorite place to go on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;D C S!!!!! Stadium!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Showers or Baths?&lt;br /&gt;I technically have a bath since there’s no bathtub in my house. But showering rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you paint your nails?&lt;br /&gt;Hn, right. What for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;Give people benefit of the doubt! Sometimes a bit too easily. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What are your phobias?&lt;br /&gt;Heights, bees/wasps/hornets, public speaking, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-censored-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;Not that I’ve planned yet right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Im LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Where would you rather be right now?&lt;br /&gt;At stadium! With LW! Instead I’m staring at my homework…my homework’s staring at me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;br /&gt;Why would anyone make me feel warm and fuzzy? That’ll be…so very, very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;Light to everything but my alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;I can wait for some things… BUT I CANNOT WAIT FOR AUDI TO FREAKIN REPAIR THE BUGS SINCE I FINALLY FOUND SOMETHING REMOTELY DECENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Who can you relate to?&lt;br /&gt;MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) How do you feel about interracial couples?&lt;br /&gt;Neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Have you been burned by love?&lt;br /&gt;Hah? *sizzle* XD NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) What's your favorite pick-up line?&lt;br /&gt;‘I think I’ve lost my number. Can I have yours?’ (Source: Gladys)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OMG! HAHAHA! I JUST FIND THAT ONE SO STUPIDLY FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) What's your main ringtone on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;The Mysterious Ticking Noise… Snape...Snape…Severus Snape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;Reading fanfiction probably?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) What did the last text on your cellphone say?&lt;br /&gt;Ah…From geri.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;‘Yeah. 1/8 compared to 1/4. Mine and james are 1/8 too.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;Mine duh. Who else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;White. One of my random home tees~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Most recent movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t remember man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Name three things you have on you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;My clothes? My skin, um….MY FOOT!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) What color are your bed sheets?&lt;br /&gt;Red and white! S'pore~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Approx $10, and 20k a-cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;The meat? Of course I like it, I EAT it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) What's your favorite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;Uh…Karakura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) I can't wait till..?&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over. Then it’ll be cassy’s b’dae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;Good question. What DID I have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. See? *BANG* You’re dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my own saliva I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be sitting on the rocket with Geri, according to her. Then we’ll vapourize the PLANET EATER!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dadada~&lt;br /&gt;AHH~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lalala~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Fruuuuutips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t sing in the shower! No, I don’t sing. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Aww. I couldn’t make you laugh today. =(&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I laughed at myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;br /&gt;No idea. I’ve never broken anything (or anyone else), always very minor incidents. But a lot of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;Hope not. Reaaally hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) What's your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;FRUTIPS! I just finished one bar. F4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;I’dunno. Someone choose for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Five random people to do this?&lt;br /&gt;Shirshir!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UBNWZTSTTSFC80CS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALLY!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne (no chance of this happening)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think I lied yesterday. That's not good. Not good at all. Considering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-SG" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-4958786813900940922?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/4958786813900940922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=4958786813900940922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4958786813900940922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4958786813900940922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/1-how-old-do-you-wish-you-were-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-8780598005941925282</id><published>2007-09-15T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T15:11:23.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up at 7.&lt;br /&gt;For a stupid idiotic conference.&lt;br /&gt;All the time I was thinking: I should've ponned and gone for tap. I'd be actually doing SOMETHING fun T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, some good came out of it. Me and HooiChoo have found out 'inspiration' to make our own MMORPG. Hahah. Sad thing is my mum only knows a bit of MySQL, no, PHP. Damn man. And, and and and, I got to spend the boring time with Sim the Bim, Hua and HC! Everyone say yay~ Bad thing is, I missed tap. Again. AGAIN. Boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good. Yeahhh. XD&lt;br /&gt;Short post. So here's a quiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Somewhat Random About Me&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jas!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Age:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;13 and 10 months. I'M COUNTING!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;165cm!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Brown-ish black-ish.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Brown?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Shoe Size:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7 1/2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;My room!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Favorites&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Orange, black and green!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Animal:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dolphin! Or whale. Ah....I dunno.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;School Subject:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SCIENCE! AND MATHS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Musical Artist/Band:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No pref now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Food:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;HAM! HAHAHAHA!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Number:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;20!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Season:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Well the only seasons in S'pore are hot, hotter and monsoon. I vote monsoon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Serious Talk&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Democrat/Republican/Other:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I hate politics.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you for or against gay marriage?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm neutral.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you pro-choice (support the ability to choose to have an abortion)?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;AGAINST!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you happy with President Bush?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;If you could make one change to American politics, what would it be?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Why should I interfere with american politics?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;This, That, or the Other&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Coke or Pepsi or Sprite:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Coke!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Apple or Orange or Pear:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Apple~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Breakfast or Lunch or Dinner:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Uh..SNACK TIME!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tall or Medium Height or Short:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tall. Well, I'm tall, ish. Compared to gladys, I'm puny.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Rock or Rap or Country:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;NONE!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Math or History or Science:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Math AND science!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Looks or Personality or Intelligence (What would you pick for yourself?):&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Uhm...No idea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Looks or Personality or Intelligence (What would you pick for a spouse?):&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;-.=&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla or Strawberry:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Choc!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Music or Books or Movies:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Music rocks the world. Dancing rocks it more.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Rain or Sun or Snow:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Raindrops keep falling on my head~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Geography&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Is there a place you wish you lived?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Where's the farthest you have ever traveled from home?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Perth. Yup. =\&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Name one place that you do not ever want to go to:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I dunno...No idea..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Friends : "The antidote for fifty enemies is one friend." -  Aristotle&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Friend that you met this year:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;LITEWAVES! Well, not including geri and stef. And my sis..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;1 Friend that you would room with:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Does LW count as one?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The friend that you fight the most with:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ju. Not fight really. Just yell at her to shut the singing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The friend that makes you laugh the most:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Eunice! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Friend that you trust the most with a secret:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Geri and shirshir =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/view-survey.php?id=5431" title="An Amalgamation"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; or other &lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;MySpace Surveys&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;PimpSurveys.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim: Jasmine! You know what!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sandra! What!&lt;br /&gt;Sim: *pause*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-8780598005941925282?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/8780598005941925282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=8780598005941925282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8780598005941925282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/8780598005941925282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-woke-up-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-6366732672805981144</id><published>2007-09-14T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:12:36.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why didn't I post yesterday? Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have drawn my Bleach OC~ Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Thing is,&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't have a name yet XD&lt;br /&gt;Yeah duh, it's a he.&lt;br /&gt;And he has a zanpakuto to match!&lt;br /&gt;But the zanpakuto has a name. And all the shikai and bankai and other random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;He reminds me of a mixture of Ichigo and Byakuya.&lt;br /&gt;*thinks*&lt;br /&gt;*shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was usual. But we went to Faaaaraday!! Where, as everyone knows, our table (Ju, Eunice, Tally, Sim the Bim, Belle, Hua, me) will always go high! And we were. Gladys was the only one who was rattling off all the answers (only cause she finally did a science worksheet, plus everyone else wasn't paying attention). I was drawing XP. So was Ju, Hua and Eunice anyway. Belle was (no surprise) paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! Yesterday, me and RuiQI were going home together! Then we were comparing buses.&lt;br /&gt;So it was like,&lt;br /&gt;Group A, public buses&lt;br /&gt;Group B, school buses&lt;br /&gt;Group C, private buses&lt;br /&gt;Group D, travel coaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus...&lt;br /&gt;A union C = {public, private, buses}&lt;br /&gt;n(A union C) = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy&lt;br /&gt;1. PSLE!&lt;br /&gt;2. I dare you to write your name with your butt in front of class!&lt;br /&gt;3. Purple! Pupple~&lt;br /&gt;4. Heh. Cause you're a tapper! More importantly, a tapamagician! Smart, very smart, but a tad too quiet during tap I think.&lt;br /&gt;5. Uhh....*thinks*&lt;br /&gt;*still thinks*&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Let's guess...say...your first day at tap?&lt;br /&gt;6. I just thought of a hamster. Whoops. =X&lt;br /&gt;7. So...you really decided to go to mg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes of the day!&lt;br /&gt;Just one. Quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.__: Just answer the question..what factors are needed in teamwork? I already gave you one answer ah, coorperation. What others?&lt;br /&gt;Janeen: World peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-6366732672805981144?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/6366732672805981144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=6366732672805981144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6366732672805981144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/6366732672805981144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-didnt-i-post-yesterday-dunno_14.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-4795725193830488579</id><published>2007-09-12T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T17:48:41.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No one tagged today =(&lt;br /&gt;YET.&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;THE EVIL UNICKO MITSUBISHI TOYOTA HONDA YAMAHA CALAMINE SPONGE SOMETHING SOMETHING LOVES INFURIATING ME! ALMOST AS MUCH AS JULIENNE!&lt;br /&gt;And they're making Ichigo, Keigo and Mimigo do the agogo dance. No prizes to the person who guesses where that came from. Eunice actually announced that she loved irritating me. Cause I'm the most fun to irritate. Julienne immediately agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough about that. I'll know when I'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes of the day! (Finally! Everybody cheer~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: Eh, so which pad do I use, Newfeel, which uses nanosilk technology, or Kotex, which....has reputation?&lt;br /&gt;Me, Eunice, Annabelle: *silence*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh....I vote for Newfeel.&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle: What's the difference?&lt;br /&gt;Julienne: I dunno.... So which one?&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle: Open and let us see lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvi, RuiQi, Lynette: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Eunice (to me): You know, they laugh very loud leh.&lt;br /&gt;Elvi, RuiQi, Lynette: *laughs again*&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: *holds up hand* 5...4...3...2...1...&lt;br /&gt;Elvi, RuiQi, Lynette: *laughs louder*&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL! Oh man, hahaha! So zun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hah? Got MMT? Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Yeah, so you gonna stay back anot?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think I should go home...&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle: I think I'll stay back. Then ask Ms.___ whether I can go home and finish it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then what's the point! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership is a CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;A path we chose to take.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Markering done by a professional,&lt;br /&gt;Eunice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-4795725193830488579?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/4795725193830488579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=4795725193830488579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4795725193830488579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4795725193830488579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-one-tagged-today-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-5018987253293456969</id><published>2007-09-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:54:01.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I slept for 7 hours! Napped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julienne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. IRRITATING! I bet you're happy to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dare you to do the 'bra dance' (remember that bra sale thing) in front of class again!&lt;br /&gt;3. Yellow! Curie!&lt;br /&gt;4. Your drawing skills, your singing! And that we can talk to each other whenever wherever.&lt;br /&gt;5. I think it was when I was writing the groups for CS last year. Then I saw you look up when I called your name.&lt;br /&gt;6. A bird! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;7. Rate me too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RuiQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ba Jie!&lt;br /&gt;2. I dare you to...do a Saturday Night Fever Dance! XP&lt;br /&gt;3. Blue I guess..I mean since you're in Keller.&lt;br /&gt;4. You're my going-home buddy! I don't have to go home alone!&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't remember...I think it was first week of school, CS. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;6. Tiger, for..um....some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;7. How do you so flexibly switch from scolding mode to normal mode?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-5018987253293456969?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/5018987253293456969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=5018987253293456969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5018987253293456969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/5018987253293456969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-slept-for-7-hours-napped.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-865622371675167929</id><published>2007-09-11T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T12:40:49.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH! My throat hurts. Even worse than yesterday. And I got a fever. Which is the main reason why I'm not in school. Hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You're my senior!!! Ok, obviously you are.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dare you to...scare everyone in com club usuing pyuu-ness!&lt;br /&gt;3. Uh..black I think.&lt;br /&gt;4. I like a lot of things about you, your art, your random actions, your bimbo talk! Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;5. Well, the first memory I have of you is during com club. Seeing you in a glance.&lt;br /&gt;6. Uh...a rabbit? Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;7. Where do you get your mad art skills from!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-865622371675167929?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/865622371675167929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=865622371675167929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/865622371675167929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/865622371675167929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahh-my-throat-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-9046557051537788578</id><published>2007-09-10T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:49:53.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My throat hurts. Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you tag on my blog ..&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that i associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something i like about you.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;8. you must post this on yours. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please. I beg of you, don't tag too much.&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. *Flip* *SLAM*&lt;br /&gt;2. I dare you to..FLUNK YOUR ORAL. Nah...uh...tell everyone in your class (that is 2M! Not tap class, or any other class other than 2M!) that you love them! Individually.&lt;br /&gt;3. Green!&lt;br /&gt;4. The thing I like about you is...you're you! Fun to be with, fun to play with. And someone I trust completely. =D Your morbid and sadistic tendencies amuse me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;5. I remember! Uncle Richard was introducing you and kim.&lt;br /&gt;6. Uh...I can't think of anything BUT the rooster.&lt;br /&gt;7. Rate me as well dude XD&lt;br /&gt;8. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;2. I dare you to...finish your homework for once? Ahaha. I DARE YOU TO DRESS COMPLETELY BUNG!&lt;br /&gt;3. Ah, you see? I'm not the only one who associates you with pink!&lt;br /&gt;4. How you can make me laugh so easily. LP! Hahah! Trust is important between a married couple, no? XD&lt;br /&gt;5. The first time I met you at stadium!&lt;br /&gt;6. Um...the first thing I thought of was a laughing hyena, so...let's go with that.&lt;br /&gt;7. Read above ^ Or go visit gerger's blog!&lt;br /&gt;8. I HATE lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH! Why am I sick again -.-&lt;br /&gt;btw, the answer to your question is 11. =) Or any number higher than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-9046557051537788578?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/9046557051537788578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=9046557051537788578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/9046557051537788578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/9046557051537788578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-throat-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-4470833371051018314</id><published>2007-09-10T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:46:19.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was pretty great. Very great actually. That's because....&lt;br /&gt;WE ONLY HAD ONE PERIOD OF LESSONS. 30 MIN SOMEMORE. ENGLISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg hahaha. We were like all stoning in class. Sad, it's monday. Why not...wednesday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr. I missed last two days of school cause of an eye infection, and now I've got cough and sore throat. &gt;&lt; Awesome. Later I kena fever like my mum. AHH! I've never been so sick so many times in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toribash rocks =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-4470833371051018314?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/4470833371051018314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=4470833371051018314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4470833371051018314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/4470833371051018314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-pretty-great.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2101854574135371998</id><published>2007-09-09T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:30:02.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't feel as stressed about homework as I did during june.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean I finished all!&lt;br /&gt;Heck, course I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;General&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jas Koh =D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;8 December '93&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Orientation:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Not sure. Seriously.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Religion:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Free-thinker&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Relationship Status:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Single/dating/married. Depends on how you look at it. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Heritage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hua ren&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Do You. . .&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Smoke?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Drink?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Water, yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do drugs?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No way in hell dude&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Steal?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;From jade doesn't count&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Lie?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hm.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cheat?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Not often.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Would You Rather?&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cheat or Lie?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Lie.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Relationship or Friends With Benefits?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Neither dude. Best friends.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Get mad at a friend for dating your ex, or date your friend's ex?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Neither!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Succeed to fail or fail to succeed?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Fail to succeed and try again?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Give to get or get to give?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Uh...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Your Thoughts on. . .&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Gay Marriage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm fine with it. Really. I'm not homophobic or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;God:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You know, I only discuss this kinda stuff with geri. For certain reasons.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Satan:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Read above.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Public Schools:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm in one...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Politics:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ick. Boring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;War:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;The one thing I don't understand. Plus the statement, 'Fight for peace.' Idiotic, no?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Magic:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm sure there is...somewhere.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cliques:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;It's nice having a clique, but mixing around is better.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;How The World Is In General:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;The world is stupid. Seriously.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Describe Yourself&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hair color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Brown-ish.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Eye color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Brown. I dunno.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Favorite Music genre(s):&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;None.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Any Sports?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Netball! Basketball! Soccer! Running!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Piercings:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;None whatsoever.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tattoos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nope!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;3 Words That Describe You Best:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Random, lame, stupidly funny.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What clique do you belong to? (preps, emos, skaters, other):&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;lol, emos. Right. Uh...we're just...us! The lame random people!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Random Questions:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What are your motivations?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Huh?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Is there any particular thing you'd like to accomplish before you die?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Live?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Why are you taking this survey?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;How long have you been on the computer?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Um...since 11 this morning.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you swear?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yep.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ever gotten suspended?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Not from school or from the ceiling.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Expelled?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nope!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Have you gotten your heart broken?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;By my tablet going to the TA, yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;If not once, how many times?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Once. See? Once.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;What's your favorite color(s)?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Orange, black, green!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;What You Like Best In A Guy/Girl:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hair color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Skipping this entire part.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Eye color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you like them with a decent education?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Drug dealers?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jerks?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Super sensitive?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Style? (Like nerdy or goth or other)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Like Them To Take Relationships Seriously?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Fuck With No Love?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Omg. HAHAHA!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Friends:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Best Friend(s):&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Best of the best? Litewaves!!!11!!!!one! Julienne! Robyn!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Funniest:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Eunice XD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Most Outgoing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Gladys 8D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Shyest:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Um...Belinda I guess.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Never Single:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hannah? HAHA!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Always Single:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Eunice! Annabelle! Oh wait, eunice has 5 (or was it 6?) bfs.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Laziest:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;ME! Nah...Silvana. Yep.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Most Loving:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Uh...heh. I'm thinking of that now. Yeah I am. You know what I'm talking about dude...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Who?&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Did You Last Hug?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Um..*blink* Khoo..I think...Did I hug you recently geri?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Did You Last Kiss?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No one!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Did you talk to on the phone last?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Julienne!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Did you think of last?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Julienne lah. You just asked me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Do you like?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;All my friends =). Not THAT way arh.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Does that person like you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;People. And yeah! Not THAT way again.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you with that person?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nope. I'm all alone now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Did you last laugh at?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Myself!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Made you cry?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No one. Seriously. The last time that happened was...2 years ago.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Are you thinking of right now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;That person who made me cry. And also berating myself for being so...different then.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/view-survey.php?id=6161" title="Full Coverage"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; or other &lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;MySpace Surveys&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.pimpsurveys.com/" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;PimpSurveys.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2101854574135371998?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2101854574135371998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2101854574135371998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2101854574135371998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2101854574135371998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-feel-as-stressed-about-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-624899616893280886</id><published>2007-09-08T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:48:34.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;RED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closest red thing to you? My drawing notepad. It has dragonflies on it!&lt;br /&gt;2. Has anyone ever cheated on you in a relationship? Hmph. Shir you cheated on me!&lt;br /&gt;3. Last thing to make you mad? My sis if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you a fan of romance? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever been in love? Keh, no.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you have a temper? Kinda I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ORANGE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closest orange thing to you? My orange 20-sided die! It's right next to me on my table =D&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like to burn things? I like burning marshmallows?&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you dress up for Halloween? No.&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you usually a warm-hearted person? No clue.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you prefer the single life or the security of a relationship? I have no intention on getting into a relationship. But technically, I'm in two. XD&lt;br /&gt;6. What would your superpower be? I think being able to control fire or water is so awesome. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closest yellow thing to you? My shirt!&lt;br /&gt;2. The happiest time[s] of your life? Too many to say..basically whenever I'm around my friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite holiday? X'mas?&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you a coward? Heh, it depends really. Different depending on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you burn or tan? Burn. I don't have the natural ability to be not easily burnt. Unlike somebody.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you want children? Haven't planned yet. Would I really plan now?&lt;br /&gt;7. What makes you feel warm and safe? Hm..my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;GREEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closest green thing to you? My zuo ye -.-&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you care about the environment? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you jealous of anyone right now? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you a lucky person? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you always want what you can’t have? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;6. Think of six green things that make you happy: My pillow, my beaniebag (I use it to take naps), my ikea snake!, trees and grass, lime green the colour, my skateboard keychain!&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you Irish? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;BLUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closest blue thing to you? My big big eraser.&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you good at calming people down? I can't console people for nuts, but I guess I can calm people down.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like the sea? Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;4. What was the last thing that made you cry? That's for me to know.&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you a logical thinker? Yep. XD&lt;br /&gt;6. Can you sleep easily? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you prefer the beach or the woods? If I feel like getting wet, then the beach. If not, then the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closest purple thing to you? GAY! Um..um...I don't see anything purple in my room! Oh, this purple pen that's on my sis' table.&lt;br /&gt;2. Like being treated to expensive things? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like mysterious things? Hm.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever met anyone in royalty? No! -.=&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you creative? In dance! Not art. Or maybe robotics. Hm. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you a lonely person? Nah. Being alone for a while is good, but I'd die if I was alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closest pink thing to you? Uh...really don't see anything! Except my sis' pink highlighter.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like sweet things? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Like play-fighting? Like, wrestling? Does the occasions when geri flips/slams me count?&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you sensitive? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like punk music? Ok bah.&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite flower? Myself!&lt;br /&gt;7. Does anyone have a crush on you? Highly doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closest black thing to you? My beloved numpad!&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like morbid things? Nope. I know geri does.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like being underground? Huh? What kinda question is that?&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you afraid of death? No.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you prefer neutral or vibrant colors? Whichever, doesn't matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;7. What’s your favorite text ever? No idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-624899616893280886?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/624899616893280886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=624899616893280886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/624899616893280886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/624899616893280886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/red-1.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38393150.post-2877195616028005131</id><published>2007-09-08T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:40:05.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you ask me what I think are the dumbest living things in the world,&lt;br /&gt;I already know my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38393150-2877195616028005131?l=tapperdude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/feeds/2877195616028005131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38393150&amp;postID=2877195616028005131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2877195616028005131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38393150/posts/default/2877195616028005131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tapperdude.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-you-ask-me-what-i-think-are-dumbest.html' title=''/><author><name>TapperDude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05924493807205339724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
