<?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-3468670129823707563</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:07:53.538+08:00</updated><category term='Videos'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Phenomenons'/><category term='T'/><category term='Dash Random'/><category term='Vroom'/><category term='Quintessentials'/><category term='Milestones'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Smiles'/><category term='Journeys'/><category term='Ideas'/><category term='Fiction'/><category term='Propaganda'/><category term='Extras'/><title type='text'>A Minimalist Look</title><subtitle type='html'>Backdooring for the greater good</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-14382402614864937</id><published>2008-03-21T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:50:24.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relocation</title><content type='html'>This blog is no longer gonna be used, I've moved to mikazukidays.wordpress.com. Good riddance to blogger and its shitty posting tools.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-14382402614864937?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/14382402614864937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=14382402614864937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/14382402614864937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/14382402614864937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/relocation.html' title='Relocation'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2668042988780874001</id><published>2008-03-17T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:04:54.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>The Future is in My Hands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEnq_j-yI2I&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEnq_j-yI2I&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future is in our hands&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need someone’s rules&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need someone’s morals&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need public or private schools&lt;br /&gt;We want to grasp onto truth&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of crying?&lt;br /&gt;We weren’t born for that reason&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of losing?&lt;br /&gt;We weren’t born for that reason&lt;br /&gt;We weren’t born for that reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Kaiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, someone play Wahjong with me already, pubs in Viwawa are really stingy in throwing tiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2668042988780874001?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2668042988780874001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2668042988780874001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2668042988780874001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2668042988780874001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/future-is-in-my-hands.html' title='The Future is in My Hands!'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-283149248990435235</id><published>2008-03-15T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:08:12.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Respite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b26/kim_grint/My%20Boss%20My%20Hero/Aragaki%20Yui/YuiAragaki_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b26/kim_grint/My%20Boss%20My%20Hero/Aragaki%20Yui/YuiAragaki_0425.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo Sky of Love lead actress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-283149248990435235?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/283149248990435235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=283149248990435235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/283149248990435235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/283149248990435235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/respite.html' title='Respite'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7019944763606935565</id><published>2008-03-14T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:46:20.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Heavenly Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b7ehP3xdq3o&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b7ehP3xdq3o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. This song is really good. Theme song of Sky of Love by the way. It has this really emotional quality, perhaps I'll go down to HMV later to pick up her album or the single for this. It's definitely worth it, since I can't get it from Limewire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7019944763606935565?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7019944763606935565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7019944763606935565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7019944763606935565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7019944763606935565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/heavenly-days.html' title='Heavenly Days'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6778035549463298163</id><published>2008-03-13T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:55:44.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>EMO LAR EMO KNN</title><content type='html'>TODAY I WENT TO WATCH SKY OF LOVE AND I AM APPALLED AT THE LACK OF BOUJI SCENES. WHERE ARE THE BOUJI SCENES? HOW CAN YOU HAVE A JAPANESE LOVE STORY WITHOUT AT LEAST AN EXPLICIT SCENE? THERE IS NOT EVEN A HINT OF ECCHI ON IT AT ALL WTF ALL THE SCENES WERE SKIPPED LIKE WTH YOU CAN GET BETTER STUFF IN CHANNEL 8 DRAMAS LA AT LEAST THE STRAP IS SHOWN IN SKY OF LOVE THE CLOTHES STILL ON WTF IS UP WITH THAT LAR?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad grammar is excusable when you're fubar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6778035549463298163?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6778035549463298163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6778035549463298163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6778035549463298163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6778035549463298163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/emo-lar-emo-knn.html' title='EMO LAR EMO KNN'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5155904168182111508</id><published>2008-03-13T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T12:32:32.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>Gangsters seen loitering in 85 market&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEE ZHAN WEI &lt;br /&gt;Fri 08 Feb 2008 20:43&lt;br /&gt;Situation : I saw alot of gangsters loitering at 85 market. Those people were smoking and cursing loudly. I am aware that most of our students go to 85 market to eat, hence i think it is a threat to them.&lt;br /&gt;Suggestion: I think the school should talk to the gangsters and say that this is Anglican School turf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEE ZHAN WEI &lt;br /&gt;Wed 26 Sep 2007 20:30&lt;br /&gt;Situation I love to bath in school becuz the school is a very hot enviroment, and i cannot stand the hot weatherso i think showerheads should be installed in toilets so that we people can shower during recess or after school so if there is any cca in school you will feel super super energized we need alot energy to do ccas because we need to put in 100% but if we dont shower we could not maximize our potential if you sticky sticky very yucky how do things with any concentration reports show that showers can energize a person 50% so if you could also extend our recess for us to shower it would be supersuper great as i love to shower and i believe most of us like to shower remember that showering is good for health and for energy and showering makes us spanking clean and shower off the stink so we would not stink the whole classroom i believe that our school should install showerheads in ALL toilets thank you for your correspondence ps sorry very much for my writing very lousy my keyboard a little bit spoiled cannot punch in punctuation mark veryvery sorry if this confuse you sorry very much&lt;br /&gt;Suggestion: so i think showerheads should be installed in toilets so that we people can shower during recess or after school so if there is any cca in school you will feel super super energized, we need alot energy to do ccas because we need to put in 100% but if we dont shower we could not maximize our potential if you sticky sticky very yucky how do things with any concentration reports show that showers can energize a person 50% so if you could also extend our recess for us to shower it would be supersuper great as i love to shower and i believe most of us like to shower remember that showering is good for health and for energy and showering makes us spanking clean and shower off the stink so we would not stink the whole classroom i believe that our school should install showerheads in ALL toilets thank you for your correspondence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL WTF I found this on ACP. SMLJ TURF LA ROFL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5155904168182111508?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5155904168182111508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5155904168182111508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5155904168182111508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5155904168182111508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6590179008987591831</id><published>2008-03-13T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T02:11:39.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>2 Things to do Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Short post for today, since the one two days ago was terribly lengthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to eat Sakae buffet tomorrow, at the Simei branch since there's no cameras there. Oh, I was playing Mahjong again. Today was super dulan, I had this pwnage hand but couldn't get the tiles I need. Nabei la. I had like a 5 sou ponned at one side, and in my hand were a pon of zhong of which I was waiting to kang, and pairs of dong, nan and xi accompanied by a solitary facai. The plan was to wait for an opportunity to pon the pairs, and if it had gone successfully I'd have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tai from the zhongs&lt;br /&gt;6 tai from the potential Xiao Si Xi hand&lt;br /&gt;2 tai from the dora dora tiles, which are actually known as hu hua but I prefer to name them dora dora tiles due to influence from Akagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a total of 9 tai. If I had tsumoed, it'd be 10 tai. Rather like the missed Daisengan the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing is to go watch Sky of Love. This has been long overdue, and I have to watch it by tomorrow or I'll never win at Mahjong again. Most of the reviews noted that weeping couples and flocks of females were seen crying after the said show. It'll probably be a full house, so there'll be ahem here and there. I should bring a camera with uber night mode there to take shots of hanky panky going on, and print them out for archiving in the sacred library of decent acts, since a couple was rumoured to have been ahheming in a cinema. This is one instance where you should not request for a corner seat, since you can't get a good view of anything from a corner seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of emo, I have been emo. The reason....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumbling Hearts PC.rar          10.3%                Need more sources&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another reason.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck playing Apollo Justice and NBA Live'08 for the DS and PSP respectively. Justice is good, but Phoenix was way better; they should reinstate him as the protagonist. NBA is.. just plain honggan. It's hard to shoot, and the AI is rigged, since all their shots land. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6590179008987591831?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6590179008987591831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6590179008987591831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6590179008987591831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6590179008987591831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-things-to-do-tomorrow.html' title='2 Things to do Tomorrow'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-1735835536326027919</id><published>2008-03-10T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:36:14.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/G_duV4230p/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/G_duV4230p/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, here's the Kumuri Uta music video. The song is really.. it just touches you. I highly recommend listening to it repeatedly at the newly-built Terminal 3. I had it on repeat for the whole time and the music just fills you. I especially like the part where they alter her voice with some swanky technology, it really ups the tender quality of the song. This is perhaps partly due to the chilling air-conditioning they have there. Overall, a nice place, though a few itty-gritty bits could be improved on. Particularly, the food court and the scenery. The mainstay eating place there is yet another Kopitiam, which is yet another impact of globalisation, which is yet another factor that rings the cash register. The food there doesn't work, really it doesn't, and the prices are steeper than a gradient of 1000 plotted on a piece of generic brand graph paper. I got this "asian style barbeque" chicken leg with rice for along the lines of 7 dollars, which is frankly quite a large amount of money. One day, I shall attain the nirvana that is wealth and buy over Terminal 3 from the government, converting the Kopitiam to a toilet in the process. But for now, I have blown all my hongbao money and it's time to face up to the reality of things. The last few dollars went toward an Ayaka album, and it's a real good buy considering her vocal standards. Her songs are all meticulously produced to ensure clarity and of course, great music. Still, Yui can whoop her any day, because Yui owns, and people who own... well, just own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, I was dragged along to one of the upper floors to send a relative of mine off. Amid teary goodbyes and the like, I sneaked off to take a walk around the terminal. Man, there is this Blush! next to an eatery christened "Dian Xiao Er". The customers there can bask in the experience of dining in a rustic Chinese inn setup, and take in the wonderful scenery that surrounds them, comprising of bamboo poles, more bamboo poles and mannequins in lacy black brassieres. I've always thought of Blush! as inferior compared to other.. alternatives, and this still holds true. Want to know why? I suggest you pay them a visit. There's one located at Tampines Mall, on the second floor. A word of advice, always be accompanied by one of the opposite gender before deigning to descend into the realm of numbers and alphabets. Going in alone is like running into a MRT station brandishing a knife, you'll get owned bad, and appear on the cover of tomorrow's Straits Times. I can picture it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man caught for trying to purchase female undergarments"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'd ever want to buy any. It's just an example. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored now, and I am bored most of the time, so I guess I should write a story to pass the time. The character shall be a hardcore, go-getting ecchi fanatic. Let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Instance 1 : Swiping from Bamboo Poles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, succinctly, he brought the pole out. The loose fibers grazed his wrists as he positioned them at a suitable angle to the target. Alas! It was held in place securely by a cloth peg. He cursed. Was he to be daunted by a mere peg? The pervertic nature that lay dormant in his genes suddenly awakened in his fit of rage, and his very vessel was consumed by the immense power. Raising a hand to the sky, he bellowed, "I have the POWAA!!". His eyes had changed. Spheres of burning passion enveloped his irises, all fueled by an unknown source. He felt.. strong. Clenching his hand into a fist and curling it backwards, he placed his weight onto his lead foot and threw a punch at the window grille. Nothing happened. He breathed. His respiratory system produced clearly audible gasps in the tense situation. Then, it happened. The grille shattered into pieces, as if it had been ionised by gamma radiation. A particularly large fragment of debris flew at the clothing peg, and knocked it loose. Ahha! Reaching for the trusty bamboo pole, he brought the target into his kitchen in a mere fraction of a second, a true testament to his honed skills. Grabbing it from the bamboo pole, he clutched his deserved prize, and brought it to his nose for a quick sniff. It was ecstasy in its purest form, and he couldn't resist the clutches of perverseness. The pleasant aroma had long soaked into the cloth from recent use, and by inhaling it he could picture its owner before him in a suggestive pose. He was intoxicated by it, and had no intention to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only the beginning of what is to come, but we shall end here for today while I think of more situations to put him into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had initially wanted to post the essay that I had written for the common test here, but after receiving the marks for it, I won't do it for now. The reason being that it attaining 22 marks out of a possible 30 really bugs me. I shall review it and post it another day, spicing it up a little in the process. Mohan criticised the essay for being overly cynical when she was handing it out the other day, and this surprised me. The story wasn't that deep; it was rather easy to understand, and it's realistic. Proof of this lie among the various lorongs of Geylang. Damn, this is fubar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to learn Mahjong by playing on viwawa.com. Right now, I feel fubar. I had amassed a potential Dai Sen Gan(Da San Yuan) hand just now and was in Tenpai waiting for a Dong(East) tile. That would get me like 10 tai or something like that, which would allow me to purchase new items for my avatar there. Then, this son of a bitch tsumoed(self-picked) a tile and won with a 3 tai hand, the miniumum requirement to game. WTF LAR! Following that, I didn't win for a while until I played a particular game with Looly inside as well. I had poned(tiles in 3 of a kind) all my tiles and was waiting for a zhong(red dragon). Then, I tsumoed it. SONG BO. 7 tai win you know. What a good feeling man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, I currently hold a sense of failure in my heart. The reason? Results, of course. When I got back my termly report, I was stunned. Stunned like I had been targeted with a storm bolt or something like that. If my calculations had gone the way I wanted them to, I would have gotten 8 points. The disgusting L1R5 on the paper was 11, and I felt that I had failed. The tests that I had studied for, albeit in a rather slack fashion, were overidden by nonsense such as Geography scrapbooks and misreading of questions. The perfect scenario was ruined when Mohan did not want to take the lastest common test into account, our dear Geography teacher grading my scrapbook a B4, which effectively brought my Geography down to a B3, and the rubbish Chemistry question that I misinterpreted, and as a result lost a grade for. I have to work extra hard now, to get that dream L1R5 of 8-9  for mid-years. And even then, that's not enough. I plan on getting 6 for the O' Levels, one way or another. It's more a matter of pride than anything else, if you get my meaning. Being average is like failing, and failing is like suicide. Having this mentality somehow seems to motivate me more than pep talks on our T-scores by ignorant principals. Yes, the feeling is back. I feel it already. Long time no see, now let's own.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some manga, so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-1735835536326027919?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/1735835536326027919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=1735835536326027919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/1735835536326027919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/1735835536326027919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6468213804546084319</id><published>2008-03-06T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:56.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quintessentials'/><title type='text'>Yui's Nirvana- A Weave of Truths and Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TwGDVZQoIAA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TwGDVZQoIAA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yui's live performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the police have not apprehended Mr Selamat yet. This is strange, as he should be in need of food by the seventh day. However, no new leads have surfaced. We suspect that the cause of this might be due in part to Mr Selamat's infiltration of the Taiwanese pop industry, under the guise of a familiar face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R8_rre1fgdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ikFi4L8BQtg/s1600-h/l_p1004983192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R8_rre1fgdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ikFi4L8BQtg/s320/l_p1004983192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174613629116318162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just got Selamat Datanged. Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6468213804546084319?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6468213804546084319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6468213804546084319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6468213804546084319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6468213804546084319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/yuis-nirvana-weave-of-truths-and-lies.html' title='Yui&apos;s Nirvana- A Weave of Truths and Lies'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R8_rre1fgdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ikFi4L8BQtg/s72-c/l_p1004983192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8230359989734411418</id><published>2008-03-03T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:23:11.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Jerk</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDxlkYBb-ng"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDxlkYBb-ng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video post for today, its from the drama series Devil Beside You. Rainie Yang looks much better in here than she is currently, but sadly the drama does not contain any suggestive themes from the manga, say groping. Still good stuff though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singtel sent me the MMS of the terrorist today, and I set it as my wallpaper. It shall stay there for.. one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And see my PM in msn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8230359989734411418?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8230359989734411418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8230359989734411418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8230359989734411418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8230359989734411418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/video-post-for-today-its-from-drama.html' title='Jerk'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5322528939432496692</id><published>2008-03-02T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:52:50.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extras'/><title type='text'>Press A to Block! R1 for Finisher</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8n9NgmzuJfU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8n9NgmzuJfU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat fights, own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5322528939432496692?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5322528939432496692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5322528939432496692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5322528939432496692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5322528939432496692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/press-to-block-r1-for-finisher.html' title='Press A to Block! R1 for Finisher'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5205029472363107976</id><published>2008-03-02T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:18:23.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Yui's Guide to Counter-Terrorism</title><content type='html'>In light of the recent spate of terrorist prison breaks, I have decided to write my first ever guide. To make things clear, this is my first of such work, so it might be patches here and there that need filling. Ok, ekuzou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basics of offence lie in a solid defence, and what better way to protect yourselves against terrorists than by getting to know them better? Terrorists are defined as extremist revolutionaries who kill indiscrimately, and are proficient in the use of firearms. We shall dwelve into the different aspects of terrorism in later posts, but for today our focus will be directed solely on weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Melee Weapons&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorists prefer to fight from behind crates, picking off weak citizens with one-hit kills. However, reports have shown that they are deadly at close range too. It is rumoured that all terrorists are proficient in the art of Karathai, a fusion of both Karate and Muay Thai fighting styles. This makes it difficult to overpower them unless you are like He-Man and can summon the powers of Castle Greyskull to your aid. While dangerous, it is not neccessarily that significant of a threat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger Level : 3/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suicide Bombers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bread and butter of terrorism, and is mostly used in third-world countries for stealth operations. Effortlessly blending in with the public, a terrorist is able to pass off as a normal citizen. Then, when a button is pressed, he goes boom like a techies. It causes large area of effect damage when activated, at the cost of a human life. However, it may pose a threat as innocent civilians may be blown up in the course of the explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger Level : 6.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;C-4s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the trademark weapons of the terrorists, the C-4 is a tactical bomb that activates after its timer has run out. One pack of C-4 is normally sufficient to take down a four-storey building. Terrorists have been spotted using these to great effect in the PC shooter, Counter-strike. It can easily be disarmed by a defusal kit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger Level: 5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AK-47s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate weapon in the terrorists' arsenal. It has been said that an Iraqi with an AK-47 has roughly the same destructive power as a big bang. This seems to be true, since the Iraqis are amazingly accurate with these guns. Boom, headshot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger Level : 10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 coming out next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5205029472363107976?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5205029472363107976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5205029472363107976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5205029472363107976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5205029472363107976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/yuis-guide-to-counter-terrorism.html' title='Yui&apos;s Guide to Counter-Terrorism'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8389372948645611834</id><published>2008-03-02T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:22:49.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Ciaossu</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bs5dpe2Zvwc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bs5dpe2Zvwc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atashi shitte iru anata wa kakushiteru&lt;br /&gt;Kowarete shimaisou mitsumerareru tabi ni&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro atari kurai wa aru deshou?&lt;br /&gt;Sakki kara waratte bakari da ne&lt;br /&gt;Kanashii kimochi ga tokidoki afureteta no yo&lt;br /&gt;Shinjite iru tsumori na noni&lt;br /&gt;Doushite hito wa kotoba wo motta no darou?&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro ga mienikuku naru&lt;br /&gt;Ate mo naku aruita tabibito ga mitsukeru mono ni&lt;br /&gt;Ima no atashi mo niteru anmari fukaoi mo dekinai&lt;br /&gt;Kitto mimachigaetetan deshou?&lt;br /&gt;Dattara sou datte motto tsuyoku itte&lt;br /&gt;Kanashii kimochi ga tokidoki afureteta no yo&lt;br /&gt;Shinjite iru tsumori na noni&lt;br /&gt;Doushite anata wo utagatterun darou?&lt;br /&gt;Dare yori mo taisetsu dakara&lt;br /&gt;Kowakute tama ni kurushiku naru keredo&lt;br /&gt;Shinjite iru ima datte zutto&lt;br /&gt;Doushite hito wa kotoba wo motta no darou?&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro ga mienikuku naru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you’re hiding something&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at you, you look like you’re going to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You must have a heart, right?&lt;br /&gt;All you’ve done lately is laugh&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’ve been overwhelemed by sadness&lt;br /&gt;Though I thought I trusted you&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have words?&lt;br /&gt;They make our hearts harder to see&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I’m like something a traveller finds as they wander aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even chase you too far&lt;br /&gt;You must have mistaken me for someone else&lt;br /&gt;In that case, say it more strongly&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’ve been overwhelemed by sadness&lt;br /&gt;Though I thought I trusted you&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doubting you?&lt;br /&gt;You mean more to me than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared, and sometimes things get tough&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll trust you from now until forever&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have words?&lt;br /&gt;They make our hearts harder to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a really beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Et0T4UJSG4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Et0T4UJSG4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good too; it has to be since it was used as an opening for Bleach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the purpose of this post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8389372948645611834?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8389372948645611834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8389372948645611834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8389372948645611834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8389372948645611834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/ciaossu.html' title='Ciaossu'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8822152134392152015</id><published>2008-03-01T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:56.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Beware!</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through the virtual space that is perpetually clogged with porn and viruses, also known as the Internet, when I found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R8hNF1Y72wI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BMQFgr6Gxp4/s1600-h/Image(079).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R8hNF1Y72wI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BMQFgr6Gxp4/s320/Image(079).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172468934661364482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this poster, kudos to the artist. Speaking of artists, I have been practising the art of drawing manga. It all started when the low-class Pancake drew a picture of a naked figure on some table in the tutorial room. Of course, we all start as noobs, but I expect to see significant progress soon since my PSLE T-score is the pwnzor, thank you very much. The main issue I face when drawing these is these figures is getting rid of them after the job is done, since there is a 97% chance that some Secondary 1 student will come across these artpieces. Besides this, there's also the problem of proportion. Most of the figures I draw look too short and improportionate or too tall and.. well, sharing characteristics with an airport runway. I made my first attempt at a clothed figure today, but it wasn't very good as the clothes looked really ugly. I want to advance to the level of being able to draw people in costumes, like maids and nurses, but I've no idea how to get started. Maybe I should visit the library for some manga resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I went to watch L Change the World just now. I saw a scene of a maid cafe in Japan during the show, and now I have this urge to get on the next Tiger Airways flight for Yui's country. There's such a cafe in Singapore too, but it probably sucks unless the waitresses have gone through plastic surgery or something like that to enlarge their eyes. By the way, I have something to tell you. Sky of Love releases on 6th March! Finally, something good. The lead actress is named Yui, but its another Yui, not the singer damn it. I hope it hasn't been over-censored by the MDA, or I'd be really disappointed. It's similar to Juno as they both have the exact same themes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the post for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8822152134392152015?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8822152134392152015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8822152134392152015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8822152134392152015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8822152134392152015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/03/beware.html' title='Beware!'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R8hNF1Y72wI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BMQFgr6Gxp4/s72-c/Image(079).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-15482386277509775</id><published>2008-02-28T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:31:45.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Terrorism Reborn : Rise of the JI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alleged JI leader escapes from jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN intense manhunt is under way today for the alleged leader of the Jemaah Islamiah militant network in Singapore following his escape from custody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Selamat bin Kastari, who was accused of planning to hijack a plane and crash it into Changi Airport in Singapore, escaped yesterday from the Whitley Road Detention Centre, the home affairs ministry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We confirm that he has not been captured as yet," a spokeswoman said. The ministry said Kastari walks with a limp and was not known to be armed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Straits Times reported that thousands of police were assigned to the manhunt but Home Affairs said it could not provide numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dozens of paramilitary Nepalese Gurkhas from a special Singapore Police contingent were deployed every few metres along roads surrounding the detention centre, near the upscale Raffles Town Club, late yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whitley Road facility holds prisoners detained by the Internal Security Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite its compact size and high population density, Singapore has thickly forested nature reserves and water catchment areas that can provide escape routes and hiding places for a fugitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ministry announced in June 2006 that Kastari and four other JI members had been detained under the Internal Security Act, which allows for detention without trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kastari was arrested by Indonesian authorities in East Java in January that year before being handed over to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authorities have blamed JI for a string of attacks across the region, including the 2002 bombings in the Indonesian resort island of Bali, which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, a staunch US ally, says it is a top target for extremists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officials have said extremists planned to attack a bus carrying Americans to a subway station in 2001, but authorities foiled that attack by arresting 15 people including members of JI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A terrorist has escaped from jail, and the finger of death should be pointed at none another than the errant force that claims to police Singapore, keeping it safe from nutters who like to play with bombs. If you have read the article, there seems to be loopholes all over the thing. Let's liken this JI leader to Saddam. Did Saddam escape? Did he manage to sneak out from a supposedly high-security dentention facility? No. He was killed viciously by white supremacists, an end he deserved for being bearded since all bearded people have evil intentions. Don't believe me? Look at Osama and the Big Show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many eyebrows have been raised since the escape of the terrorist, and thus we have a few questions to ask. How did he do it? How did he even get the chance to be alone for even 5 seconds under police dentention? Was he allowed to visit the toilet without an escort? And even so, how did he run out of the facility without anyone's notice? We suspect a conspiracy is at foot, and we intend to expose it at all costs. Starting from tomorrow, an anonymous task force will undertake the re-capturing of the JI man. It will become famous, and at the same time receive millions of dollars for its efforts in keeping the country safe. He can run, but he sure as hell can't hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-15482386277509775?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/15482386277509775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=15482386277509775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/15482386277509775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/15482386277509775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/terrorism-reborn-rise-of-ji.html' title='Terrorism Reborn : Rise of the JI'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5342776506918811067</id><published>2008-02-26T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:16:49.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Free Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4lzMBkIyGIU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4lzMBkIyGIU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set me free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;I believe you set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free.... I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;free.... I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh! Don't let him make you dance to his tune&lt;br /&gt;but I believe you&lt;br /&gt;Yeh! beat time to the music&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be set free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toumei na anata no omoi ga kirei ni sasaru itai kurai&lt;br /&gt;Tomannai kokoro no AISOREESHON yurashite suimen mitai ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;set me free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;I believe you set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimai na atashi no omoi ga kirei ni nagare ochiru&lt;br /&gt;Waraenai namida no FANDEESHON yurashite suimen mitai ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;set me free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;set me free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;I believe you set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free I wanna be free......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to take a diverse interest in Japanese music, so I've decided to switch to Ami Suzuki for today. It's an addictive techno song that has a nice tune to it, so it'll be on the playlist for now. Nice video eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I started reading Bowling King today. It's a really cute comic with hilarious antics, and has softcore ecchi here and there. Highly recommended for those who like sport mangas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img7.onemanga.com/mangas/00000055/00000006/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img7.onemanga.com/mangas/00000055/00000006/04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more. We had two tests in class today, English and AMath. I'd be lying if I said that the AMath paper was easy. I had expected questions from the textbook to appear, in which case I would have gotten 25 marks worth of free food. The actual test was shocking. I have just one thing to say. I got a B4 in art during primary school, but I understand the basic concepts of using a ruler to draw accurate diagrams. I am also well-versed in the law of proportions, such as the magical three proportions. The ideal one would be 36-24.5-36.5, but I'm unconvinced that it will appear before me. The mind can be perverted, but it DOES know how to connect lines to each other, at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I screwed up the English essay for the common test. I chose question 3, boredom, simply because 1 and 2 were too dry and noobish, and 4 failed to conform with my ideals. I wrote about this really sexy Japanese girl whose intelligence puts even the most hardcore China scholar to shame. She was too owning, and as a result felt bored. Okay, let's try a different approach, since structured sentences are a hassle to form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imba girl is bored -&gt; becomes prostitute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm highly skeptical that this will work, unless Mohan doesn't get my point. Wait, I feel better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned another Japanese word, chotto mata. It means "wait" woohoo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5342776506918811067?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5342776506918811067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5342776506918811067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5342776506918811067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5342776506918811067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/free-free.html' title='Free Free'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8504890892241665022</id><published>2008-02-24T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:41:19.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>This Makes it Three Posts Dedicated to Yui</title><content type='html'>I went to watch Juno today. Went to TM first at 3.30 or so to pick up the tickets, dressed in a comfy blue tee and black pants ensemble. The queue was very long, as if it were the queue to obtain tickets for YOG 2010. I was behind this couple who were displaying refined PDA, which made me feel fubar. Behind me was this bunch of bimbos talking so loudly I could hear them even with Rolling Star blasting from my earphones. This is ridiculous, I need noise insulation pronto. I decided to take my frustration of dropping a divine rapier in a pub game out on these suckers. Rummaging through my virtual memory banks, I realised that I had not collected my GV membership card. A plan began to take shape. After the affectionate couple had bought their tickets, I walked to the counter and asked for three tickets to Fool's Gold. This was easy, since the show in question is rated PG. The cashier printed out the tickets, and asked for $28.50 in payment. Then, I told her that I also wanted three tickets for Juno. I had not expected the reaction I got. "You in JC right?", mouthed the stupid cashier. I concurred weakly and she began printing yet another three tickets. Next, I requested for my membership card. How cute, it's in the shape of a tub of popcorn. I could feel the negative aura of the bimbos behind me. It was obvious that their wrath had been incurred, and they were prepared to strike at full fury. I paid the money and left hastily, chuckling to myself for wasting approximately five minutes of their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Juno. Juno is about teenage pregnancy, as I've mentioned before. The actress, Ellen Page, is only 20 this year, looks like she has a bright future just waiting to be explored. Her diction was what one could expect of a standard American teenager, and she was quite pretty before the pregnancy occurred. The cinema was occupied by mainly couples in their 20s, and there was this couple sitting beside me. They were fondling so passionately that the woman's bag was somehow shoved into my seat. I reached my hand into the bag, and discovered a long pointy device, perhaps a pregnancy test kit. However, upon further reflection, i realised that it could have well been just an ordinary pen. Damn, I must have been influenced by Juno. In the show, Juno is aged 16. That's something like a Secondary 4 student getting pregnant, which is kind of rare in Singapore. It barely happens, like a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want an abortion"&lt;br /&gt;"How old are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"16"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic three liner from the movie. We're done here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8504890892241665022?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8504890892241665022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8504890892241665022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8504890892241665022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8504890892241665022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-makes-it-three-posts-dedicated-to.html' title='This Makes it Three Posts Dedicated to Yui'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-416235416549901539</id><published>2008-02-23T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:39:55.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>This Post is also Dedicated to Yui</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tx7ngqoSsq4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tx7ngqoSsq4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobidashita SUNIIKAA&lt;br /&gt;Hito no nami ni sakarau you ni&lt;br /&gt;Aruita Can I come back?&lt;br /&gt;Dousureba yokatta darou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanayaka na machinami datte&lt;br /&gt;Shinde yuku kaerimichi&lt;br /&gt;Crazy passion/Easy action&lt;br /&gt;Uke tomete hoshi katta no ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namida no Merry.Go.Round kagayaki ni tomadou&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a baby Oh! mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara Merry.Go.Round aijou ga kara mawari shita&lt;br /&gt;feeling is the Merry.Go.Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tachidomaru kousaten&lt;br /&gt;Furimuke nai no kitaishite iru&lt;br /&gt;Yasashi sa ni Can I come back?&lt;br /&gt;Yudaneru koto ga dekinai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIGUNARU ga ao ni kawatte&lt;br /&gt;Watashi wa mata aruki dasu&lt;br /&gt;Doushita no? Is this all?&lt;br /&gt;Oikakete hoshi katta no ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namida no Merry.Go.Round kagayaki ni tomadou&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a baby Oh! Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara Merry.Go.Round aijou ga kara mawari shita&lt;br /&gt;feeling is the Merry.Go.Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namida no Merry.Go.Round kanashimi ga tomara nai&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a baby Oh! Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara Merry.Go.Round kesa naide sou negau dake&lt;br /&gt;feeling is the Merry.Go.Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Yui song a post is gradually becoming the staple on this blog. What else did you expect? With the various depictions of Yui plastered all over the page, one could only come to conclude that the author must be a Yui-otaku. You're right, actually. I've taken a liking to the clean vocals of Yui, and the soothing feeling I get from a majority of her songs. Some of them are filled with rock chords though, and those are simply splendid in their own way. If you didn't already know, she's only 21. That's roughly the age when puberty's development in females is brought to an abrupt halt. I feel sad. Really I do. Yui stands at a dwarfish height of 156cm, and this gives her the impression of a adolescent. This is amplified to the power of two when she's holding one of her acoustic guitars. If only there was a way to reignite the growth hormones yet again. After a bout of intensive research, I have unearthed two solutions to this pressing matter at hand. The first, would be to pray and hope that a miracle happens. This coincidentally fails 100% of the time, so we shall skip to the alternative. Okay, it's hard to put this across, reasons being that this is a family-friendly blog and we do not encourage the explicit description of the male or the female anatomy here. Let's do this slowly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Google Jolin Tsai's first album cover&lt;br /&gt;2) Google her lastest album, Dancing Diva&lt;br /&gt;3) Compare the difference. You should get a result of at least 10cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I thought about it in my chair of divinity, my omnipotence presented me with a thought so provoking it was bathed in a hue of all the ecchi mangas I've ever read. Do we really want another Jolin Tsai? At this time, I was playing Deal or No Deal on my mobile, and the scrooge of a banker offered me a sum of 56 dollars. The answer was clear. It was like a message delivered from the Messiah himself. Digging out the Swiss bank book I had stashed under my bed at the time of my birth for rainy days such as this, I constructed a plan that transcended all boundaries of human comprehension. The fabric of this brainchild is one of the most complex theories that exist in this universe, possibly esclipsing the possible election of Obama. We are planning to raze all figure enhancement salons in Japan to the ground. And by we, I mean me and the seven split personalities that co-exist within the same body. Be warned, I am ecchi and dangerous. Lock your doors and secure your closets, you never know when I might appear. I'd also like to take this opportunity to warn you of my powers of teleportation. Have you watched Jumper? Yes, I can do that, and more. I can also use the Shadow Doppelganger Jutsu from Naruto and put into action a molesting spree in Orchard Road. But I wouldn't do that, because I'm a nice person, and we all know that nice people don't take zoomed pictures with their swanky 5-Megapixel camera phones as they're going up the escalator, with a pheromone-radiating female a few meters in front of your person. That's just immoral and perverted, traits that adhere to the character of the person who has been leaving his bras and panties behind at the base of the staircase coming down from my school. It's bad enough that they're repulsive in terms of aesthetics. If you want something classier, try La Senza Express at Tampines Mall. Mind you, I had the misfortune of entering it once due to situational difficulties, and it's something I'd never attempt to pull off again. Anyway, these bras differ from the norm because.. well, they're meant for the well-endowed. It induces vomit, because the only people who'd wear these are fat indians who've consumed too much ghee, not that I have anything against the jolly folks of Mumbai and Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really gone off topic here, but let's proceed to the ultimatum of this ingenious plan that's been nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize. I call it, "The Destruction of Silicone Valley". I hope you understand what silicone is. It's not the element from the periodic table. It's what Jean Yip uses for their treatments. By reading on, you pledge to partake in a revolutionary idea that will preserve the shape of humankind, literally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After packing the luggage, I will board my private plane for Japan. The reason for this is to evade security checks imposed by the government, and for that touch of sophisticacy. Upon arrival, I head into a public toilet to change into my ecchi personality.  With the sheer boldness of this form, I'll experience Japan to the fullest. It's time to head for the peak hour train rush! Actually, we're not going anywhere near there, because it's a well-known fact that bullet trains are filled to the core with bullets that kill people. We will be heading for the Harajuku district of Japan, as it is considered the haven of revealing clothes, the epitome of ecchi. Another interesting fact to note would be the number of beauty parlours that litter the place around there. Remember, silicone is vulnerable to fire. That is why Jolin Tsai is banned from saunas. We shall draw first blood on the beauty parlours with the assault of fire! Upon decimation of the entire area, we shall return, not as revolutionaries, but heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, all great plans require ample preparation. That is why I'm going to bed now. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-416235416549901539?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/416235416549901539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=416235416549901539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/416235416549901539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/416235416549901539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-post-is-also-dedicated-to-yui.html' title='This Post is also Dedicated to Yui'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5033117968074491107</id><published>2008-02-19T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:45:05.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>This Post is Dedicated to Yui</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9kysqHuQfw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9kysqHuQfw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi no ataru basho ni dete ryoute wo &lt;br /&gt;doro darake yo najimenai tokai de &lt;br /&gt;onaji you ni waraenai utsumuite aruita no &lt;br /&gt;isogiashi de surechigau hitotachi &lt;br /&gt;"yume wa kanaimashita ka?" atashi mada mogaiteru &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kodomo no koro ni modoru yori mo ima wo umaku ikite mitai yo &lt;br /&gt;kowagari wa umaretsuki &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi no ataru basho ni dete ryoute wo hirogete mita nara &lt;br /&gt;ano sora koete yukeru kana? nante omotta n' da &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tobitatsu tame no tsubasa mada mienai &lt;br /&gt;kantan ni ikanai kara ikite yukeru &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nureta koinu hiroiageta dake de &lt;br /&gt;chotto waraechau hodo namida ga koborete kita &lt;br /&gt;ai saretai ai saretai bakari &lt;br /&gt;atashi itte ita yo ne motomeru dake ja dame ne &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kodomo no koro wa MAMA no koto hidoku kizutsuketa hi mo atta yo ne &lt;br /&gt;kawaritai ima zenbu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi no ataru basho ni dete kono te wo tsuyoku nigitte mita &lt;br /&gt;ano basho ano toki wo kowashite I can change my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demo kokoro no naka subete wo totemo tsutaekirenai &lt;br /&gt;kantan ni ikanai kara ikite yukeru &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi no ataru basho ni dete chizu wo hirogete miru kedo &lt;br /&gt;I know... You know... mayoimichi mo shikata nai &lt;br /&gt;I can change my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sugite kita hibi zenbu de ima no atashi nan da yo &lt;br /&gt;kantan ni ikanai kara ikite yukeru &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha some Yui~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5033117968074491107?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5033117968074491107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5033117968074491107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5033117968074491107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5033117968074491107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-post-is-dedicated-to-yui.html' title='This Post is Dedicated to Yui'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2667158618092478907</id><published>2008-02-16T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:32:19.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Migration : Manga to Anime</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OacAwDNDQa8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OacAwDNDQa8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, such a cute anime! See the lyrics when watching the video ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme still holds though. Ecchi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2667158618092478907?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2667158618092478907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2667158618092478907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2667158618092478907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2667158618092478907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/migration-manga-to-anime.html' title='Migration : Manga to Anime'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6799832361344944176</id><published>2008-02-14T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:14:29.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Ecchi Valentine</title><content type='html'>Okay so today was Valentine's day. Someone got his rose today, and was in high spirits throughout the day after that. It was rather obvious from his frolicking in the Chemistry lab that he really appreciated the rose. Jem told him that Abigail was the one who gave it to him, and since he didn't know who she was, he bought it. Actually, it was a combined effort of 10 pieces of 20 cent coins, but that's another story altogether. He took such great care of the rose; wiping the table free of dust before placing the delicate flower on it, and smacking Yihan when he tried to touch it. The comical moment was when the GB people delivered the rose. A look of bewilderment was stuck onto his face, and lasted for about a minute or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's unwise to play with other peoples' emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like Akagi Shigeru at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;They were the eyes of a child who had grown bored with a toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, I'm bad at producing emo stuff, unless you still like this classic line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like walking in the rain, so no one can see my tears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw the poster for Juno yesterday at the bus stop. It touches on teenage pregnancy, and stars Ellen Page. The first impression I got from the advertisement was good, as teenage pregnancy is always a popular topic. I don't know, is there something about 18 year old mothers that appeals? I decided with my rights as a 16 year old that I had to get into this show. Maybe this weekend or so, if nothing else crops up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there were these two stories on differentiation today. I thought of one too. Let's say everyone has an immunity to STDs, and this is reflected in a bar like those of Pokemons' healthpoints. Imagine you start off at 100%, and your immunity gets halved everytime an act is performed. Is it true that you will never get an STD, since you can divide it an infinite amount of times? Yes! Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep. Full marks in tomorrow's Physics coming up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6799832361344944176?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6799832361344944176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6799832361344944176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6799832361344944176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6799832361344944176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/ecchi-valentine.html' title='Ecchi Valentine'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3252078872906306054</id><published>2008-02-10T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:47:37.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Dry Dreams</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I had a dream yesterday. Actually I'm still pondering on whether to be direct in this post or to beat the bush with some metaphors. I'm thinking. So wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;10 minutes later&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have decided that it shall be a delectable combination of both. Without further ado, let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rumbling yesterday night on the ancient laptop which I want to trade-in for a new computer, I was beat. Eyelids drooping, with a hint of backache coming on. Fair enough, it seemed that my bedtime had arrived. The hour of truth that bears repugnance for a rumbler's and ecchi fan's soul. I cursed at the clock. "Damn you, clock." Then, I proceeded to zap it with a level 3 Finger of Death(buffed with Agahnim), and it was reduced to a shadow of its former self. I made a mental note to buy one of those Sekirei clocks to replace this wasted one. Imagine you're pressing the button to shut off the alarm just after waking up, but grope something else instead. Ohho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese New Year Hongbao Collection is coming to a close, and the amount amassed has surpassed expectations, possibly due to the three or four marriages of which I have been uninformed of. No matter, as long as it spells more money for my personal spending. So, I hoarded an amount of roughly $200 this year. Now that I have the resources, I shall abuse them ala NKF's Golden Tap saga, and add it to the Japan trip funds, a journey of ecchi proportions of which I shall be embarking on after we're done with the O'Levels. The rough plan shall be to fly to Japan via Jetstar, put up in capsule hotels for 5 nights, and spend the daytime buying stuff that can't be acquired in Singapore, as well as visiting the StudioSeven recording studio. The purpose? To get an autograph which I can auction off on EBay for a killer sum. The expenditure for this trip is tentatively set to SGD$1000, so I probably still have a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I caught CJ7 over the Chinese New Year break : on the small screen. To be exact, it was a 42-inch Samsung plasma at a relative's house. I have no idea as to the identity of the relative in question, but who cares when there was a fat hongbao to be collected. I had some fun playing around with the swiveling base; it's like the flap of your air-condtioner to be exact. Turns in a 225 degree arc without breaking, is that cool or what? Anyway, the show was.. okay it's hard to describe. Just think of ET but without the plot, a senseless touch of Stephen Chow, and a cuter alien added to the mix. That's CJ7. Seriously, I really thought it sucked. Fair enough, the puffy ball was cute, but is that all to it? The running time was rather short to say the least. If you want to know more, watch it for yourself. The miserly mood I'm in would like to see you waste your money on the show. Stick to kungfu shows man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I dreamt that I was in this ecchi scene straight out of a manga. There was this apparition lying in the bathtub, clothed in a blue dress with a belt at the waist area. If I'm not mistaken, its supposed to be a popular fashion right now to wear dresses with belts. Probably. IMO, japanese school uniforms are still the way to go. Someone should import them and sell them off on a blogshop or something like that. Maybe it shall be me. Who knows? Back to the point. I've been seeing these outfits for countless times this CNY. In fact, I could throw a PSP into a crowd and the person who catches it would be wearing a dress accompanied with a belt. Not that I would do such a thing, the greedy bugger would probably make off with the PSP and hock it at Cash Converters. Those scourges. I once brought in a fully-working Pentium 3 in for cash converting and was offered $50. Right then, I felt like Jay Chou in Kung Fu Dunk : !@#$ed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's do a short section on today. PE was the same routine; stretching, and then games. I went back to class to study before the lesson ended. The geography test was alright. There was no need to spend so much time studying after all, since the content after page 28 was not even touched on at all. Chinese was really !@#$ed up, I read the passage again, albeit pathetically. Sometimes, I wonder why I'm even taking Higher Chinese when my command of it is so poor. I do okay in the written aspect, but  verbally I'm like the worst in the level. Wait, maybe not, if you drag the other ethnic groups into the picture. Just 8 more months in this hellhole and I'm out. Good riddance to HCL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I bought the album from YUI yesterday. It cost $21.95 at HMV. That was a big fat scam for an album that has already been out since April of last year. Nevertheless, I rather like the songs in there, so the playlist shall be updated to match this current interest in Japanese music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a choice. To read ecchi or to watch Rosario+Vampire. I shall choose the latter. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3252078872906306054?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3252078872906306054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3252078872906306054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3252078872906306054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3252078872906306054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/dry-dreams.html' title='Dry Dreams'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3615634319572925041</id><published>2008-02-07T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:49:05.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Happy CNY</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year all, and you can have this to be your first red packet of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img30.onemanga.com/mangas/00000079/00000054/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img30.onemanga.com/mangas/00000079/00000054/05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a penchant for manga that has more ecchi than plot, and Sekirei is one of the many available on OneManga. What happens when people who are in full-cosplay mode fight? Their clothes get torn off of course:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more suggestive themes in the manga itself, such a leaving a mark on a Sekirei and bonding it to the Ashikabi(the Sekirei's owner) through a process known as winging. A Sekirei may only be winged once. However, you may wing as many Sekireis as you like. Oh my, sounds like some naughty human urges~ The only difference is that the Ashikabis will never get AIDS or genital herpes. Typical of a manga:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading is good! Especially reading manga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3615634319572925041?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3615634319572925041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3615634319572925041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3615634319572925041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3615634319572925041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5931695560699742506</id><published>2008-02-05T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:43:19.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>More Manga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.onemanga.com/Gacha_Gacha_-_Capsule/17/16-17/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.onemanga.com/Gacha_Gacha_-_Capsule/17/16-17/" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5931695560699742506?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5931695560699742506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5931695560699742506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5931695560699742506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5931695560699742506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-manga.html' title='More Manga'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6936047875167990964</id><published>2008-02-04T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:41:04.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Got Milk?</title><content type='html'>It must have been during the free period of Chemistry, when I started to ponder. The milk that I had for breakfast probably contributed to this somehow, though I'm unsure of the exact magnitude. Okay so I was wondering, do only pregnant mammals produce milk? It was tugging at me so I decided to find out the truth the moment I got back. Typing in "pregnancy" and "milk" into the search function of Wikipedia, I was brought to the page on Lactation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is credited to Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacctation describes the secretion of milk from the mammary glands, the process of providing that milk to the young, and the period of time that a mother lactates to feed her young. The process occurs in all female mammals, and in humans it is commonly referred to as breastfeeding or nursing. In most species milk comes out of the mother's nipples; however, the platypus (a non-placental mammal) releases milk through ducts in its abdomen. In only one species of mammal, the Dayak fruit bat, is milk production a normal male function. In some other mammals, the male may produce milk as the result of a hormone imbalance. This phenomenon may also be observed in newborn infants as well (for instance witch's milk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women who have never been pregnant are sometimes able to induce enough lactation to breastfeed. This is called "induced lactation". A woman who has breastfed before and re-starts is said to "relactate". If the nipples are consistently stimulated by a breast pump or actual suckling, the breasts will eventually begin to produce enough milk to begin feeding a baby. Once established, lactation adjusts to demand. This is how some adoptive mothers, usually beginning with a supplemental nursing system or some other form of supplementation, can breastfeed.[9] There is thought to be little or no difference in milk composition whether lactation is induced or a result of pregnancy. Rare accounts of male lactation (as distinct from galactorrhea) exist in the medical literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some drugs, primarily atypical antipsychotics such as Risperdal, may cause lactation in both women and men. Also, some couples may use lactation for sexual purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahha I have found the answer. Now that's out of the way, it's time for some A-Math revision. Chapter 9.2 and bed time, you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6936047875167990964?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6936047875167990964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6936047875167990964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6936047875167990964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6936047875167990964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/got-milk.html' title='Got Milk?'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7264453486318163930</id><published>2008-02-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T00:08:52.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Concert and Manga Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img30.onemanga.com/mangas/00000100/00000026/47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img30.onemanga.com/mangas/00000100/00000026/47.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img30.onemanga.com/mangas/00000100/00000026/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img30.onemanga.com/mangas/00000100/00000026/49.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Hot Gimmick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I went to the band concert yesterday night. Before that, there was the issue of the Vivo City flag day. Reached Tanah Merah station at around 12, hell I figured I was going to be late since I left home at around 930 or so. Turns out that when it comes to BB, you can just set your watch 15 minutes late since late arrivals are very common. Took the train to Vivo and ate at the market. The bak chor mee was decent for $2.50 though. Then it was time for collections. 5 hours later, collections ended. Walked around Vivo a bit after that but didn't buy anything since I'd rather save up for some Kinokuniya manga visits. Got a lift from Oi soon after. 3 noobs cramped into the back of a van with a cupboard equals squeezy.  We were reading the Maxim magazine that we got from the jolly guys at the NTU event though, so it somewhat negated the cagey atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was good. The seats were not. Plastic seats are shit, especially the green ones. We went looking around at the intermission, and we found Haonan in a formal shirt and tie ensemble. So, an attempt to pull it off began. We also found Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper at 85 after that. Fried oysters and porridge. Oysters were a scam, with the majority comprising of fried starch bits. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home for a shower, manga and rumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on manga so let's end this here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7264453486318163930?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7264453486318163930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7264453486318163930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7264453486318163930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7264453486318163930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/02/concert-and-manga-weekend.html' title='Concert and Manga Weekend'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6602016473244309287</id><published>2008-01-31T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:56.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Desire Climax, and then some</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000349/00000024/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000349/00000024/03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A page from the Desire Climax manga. I'm regarding this as a prelude to School Rumble, the next manga which I shall embark on soon. Oh my, shoujo is way better than ecchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R6HRw9qfXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WEqLhrHsfJQ/s1600-h/Image(032).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R6HRw9qfXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WEqLhrHsfJQ/s320/Image(032).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161637287060004418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone drew this on my table. There was a whole bunch of Hi!s and Hie!s and whatnot to the right of this. Dang it. Jem told me only one person could have left this behind. Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to manga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6602016473244309287?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6602016473244309287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6602016473244309287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6602016473244309287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6602016473244309287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/desire-climax-and-then-some.html' title='Desire Climax, and then some'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R6HRw9qfXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WEqLhrHsfJQ/s72-c/Image(032).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-1939820290442408760</id><published>2008-01-28T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:22:58.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Hehe~ Pt.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v2844363CrMDndhH&amp;id=anonymous&amp;player=videodetailsembedded&amp;videoAutoPlay=0" allowFullScreen="true" width="540" height="438" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/"&gt;Online Videos by Veoh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-1939820290442408760?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/1939820290442408760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=1939820290442408760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/1939820290442408760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/1939820290442408760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/hehe-pt2.html' title='Hehe~ Pt.2'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-4522047747678901498</id><published>2008-01-27T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:35:37.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Some Korean Manga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000066/00000024/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000066/00000024/06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-4522047747678901498?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/4522047747678901498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=4522047747678901498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4522047747678901498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4522047747678901498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-korean-manga.html' title='Some Korean Manga'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6426907572313331668</id><published>2008-01-26T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:59:48.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Wipe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img7.onemanga.com/mangas/00000149/00000021/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img7.onemanga.com/mangas/00000149/00000021/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ When will the next chapter of Pastel be out -.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6426907572313331668?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6426907572313331668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6426907572313331668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6426907572313331668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6426907572313331668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/wipe.html' title='Wipe?'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5591370204731225444</id><published>2008-01-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:21:55.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Practice for Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Good evening readers of Backdooring for the Greater Good. Have you heard of this joke? Actually, there shall be no jokes, since this is a matter of national importance that could very well topple the balance of nature, and is the equivalent of casting a finger of death at our precocious Yusof bin Ishaks. In view of the topic, we must keep the mood grim but conducive to work in. Now, let's do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the malicious overlords of the dark spawn have given the green light to begin the mass production of low-grade, high-returns calenders. It is of my belief that they have enlisted the assistance of famous local book company Popular Co. in the cultivation of these seeds of doom. They have chosen a messenger for each of the 44 clusters of independent musketeers. The mission? To spread life-threatening, soul-scarring propaganda to all who call the Earth their home. Unlike the propaganda that I have been unleashing on you, the congregation, for the past few days, this propaganda is one that you should cower in fear of. Stalin's propaganda campaign has nothing on this, nothing at all I say. You may ask, what is this nefariousness you speak of, dear sir? I can assure you beyond all shadow of a doubt that you will not find yourself staring at the ecchi that I have been enraptured with these past few days. You will not gaze into the captivating eyes of Yuu, instead you will suffer a bone-chilling, money-swiping glare from the dastards of the netherworld. A word of advice for anyone who is willing to take up the challenge, prepare your coffin. And,  1400 gold so you can revive at your altar to engage in battle with the enemies of the light a second time, should any mishap befall you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go a little deeper into this battle to end all battles, shall we? According to Milo Encompassing Future Universes(or ME FU for short), all residents of the Earth that partake in the consumption of this gift of the gods' shall enjoy eternal invulnerability from all propaganda. However, the diablos we tremble in cowardice of have, after extensive research and a countless number of atomic experiments, found a surefire method to break through our shield of faith. By using the striking colour contrast between green slips of papers and white cardboards onto which the calender is printed on, they are able to render our only means of sane protection void. This is a blatant breach of our consumer rights! We fork out 10 dollars a month to enjoy the smooth texture of malty Milo flow down our parched throats. We have Milo freaks such as I who'd even turn out backs on ecchi for the sake of Milo. I'd like to pose a question to all of you. Why? Why should the privileges of Milo be overridden by the propaganda of the faction that brands Milo a cheap drink meant to satisfy the fantasies of children? Drink coffee instead, they say! I say, do you smell what Milo's cooking? Every can of tenderly prepared Milo contains sugar, the afrodisiac that blesses us with the development of hormones and the drive to get us through the grueling days of emotional torture that force one to the point of feeling emo. I have been scarred with the emo disease once before, sad to say. Suzuka was the one that caused it, that it did. I shall never forget it. Let's all take a moment to honour the creator of this ecchi series that kept my mood up for a grand total of three days. Besides sugar, Milo has incorporated a liberal amount of chocolate into its recipe. Do the majority of you even comprehend where chocolate is obtained? Why, from the Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory of course! The inflations have hit us hard, and those that used to cruise around in Mercs are forced to downgrade to Suzukis. On the other end of the spectrum, the die-hard Chery fanatics have found themselves on a padded cushion, the method of movement being human energy directed at two peddles. Concerning those who were already riding on bicycles, I do not wish to digress. That means you, Mr CZH. You know who you are and you will be called to the defendant's stand to be zapped at a later date. I daresay you will require at least 100 Anks to protect yourself from the fury of the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my point on the Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory. The Oompa Loompas have all demanded a pay-raise in light of the inflations. A hapless Mr Wonka has been compelled to give into their selfish desires. What a noble individual Mr Wonka is! Sacrificing his Yusof Bin Ishaks for the continuity of Milo! Let's all give him the applause he deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, ladies and gentlemen, we must not let the propaganda of the scourge invade our hearts. Repel them! Drive them out in one earth-shaking exclamation! I urge all of you to purchase a generic calender from external sources, if you do not already have one, and attach it to your desk in school by tomorrow! One of these cute little calenders only costs $1. That's $9 saved that I can spend on a much more deserving reward, ecchi. Yes, I would much rather give credit to the fertile imagination of those manga artists than contribute to the propaganda faction's coffers. Now, let me explain the hidden significance behind these calenders you have purchased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please turn to page 12 of the school calender hanging in your classroom. There should be a picture depicting the day of Open House 2007. It is to our knowledge that the propaganda faction has infringed copyright laws by publishing images of unknowing boys! This is a outright display of voyeurism and warrants a finger of doom from all humanity. It goes against Section 7 of the holy gospel otherwise known as ME FU, for goodness sake! Point your index finger at them now and zap them before it's too late! When the messenger arrives to feed you the fodder of propaganda, flash your bought-from-pasar-malam calenders at them to ward them off! I do not give a damn what calender you have. It can be of women in sexually stimulating poses wearing clothing that leave little to the imagination, or a fat God of Fortune dancing with Gabriella in the latest adaptation of High School Musical. It could even be a calender chock-full of ecchi. If you happen to have this, I suggest you sell it... to me. I will pay $10 for your calender; $20 if it has Yuu in it. That's precisely right, I would take the saccharine Yuu-chan over a weapon of mass propaganda anyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I have helped you in some way or another with this piece of work. Till the next time, I must bid all of you adios, and return to fantasizing about the chracters in Pastel. You walk into a girl's changing room and there's a girl there changing before your very eyes. She runs away. You decide to search the entire universe for her. You return to your house to prepare for the arduous journey by taking a shower. And then. You see her. Bathing in your toilet. That's how Pastel goes anyway, read it if you already find yourself giggling maniacally at these few sentences. So, without any further ado, you may be dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5591370204731225444?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5591370204731225444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5591370204731225444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5591370204731225444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5591370204731225444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/practice-for-tomorrow.html' title='Practice for Tomorrow'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5811083411192016555</id><published>2008-01-21T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:57.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Neo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R5Squko4XtI/AAAAAAAAAZY/22UgfSYxv8Y/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R5Squko4XtI/AAAAAAAAAZY/22UgfSYxv8Y/s320/19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157935190331907794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is pathetic compared to this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5811083411192016555?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5811083411192016555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5811083411192016555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5811083411192016555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5811083411192016555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-neo.html' title='Oh Neo~'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R5Squko4XtI/AAAAAAAAAZY/22UgfSYxv8Y/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7888823621638309367</id><published>2008-01-21T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:10:34.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Manga Rumble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000047/00000061/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000047/00000061/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't such a suggestive situation ever occur?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7888823621638309367?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7888823621638309367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7888823621638309367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7888823621638309367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7888823621638309367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/manga-rumble.html' title='Manga Rumble'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6103287937463268942</id><published>2008-01-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:10:33.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Propaganda Pt.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000047/00000025/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000047/00000025/08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000047/00000025/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img4.onemanga.com/mangas/00000047/00000025/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me after reading 3 ecchis. And, now I hereby command you to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. Read Pastel. 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Read Ai Kora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8786188904368266785?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8786188904368266785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8786188904368266785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8786188904368266785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8786188904368266785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/propaganda.html' title='Propaganda'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2611057269311624507</id><published>2008-01-20T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T02:18:23.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temp Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/6wphYI8fT8/autoShuffle=true/" name="movie"/&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"/&gt;&lt;embed width="300" src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/6wphYI8fT8/autoShuffle=true/" height="290" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2611057269311624507?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2611057269311624507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2611057269311624507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2611057269311624507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2611057269311624507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/temp-post.html' title='Temp Post'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-4025399289307913165</id><published>2008-01-19T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:26:19.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>The Search for Singapore's Suzuka</title><content type='html'>It has been barely five hours since I've finished the manga series Suzuka, and the familiar manga hangover has hit me once again. It's an affliction you receive after completing a manga series dear to you, and in this case there was lots of ecchi to keep me going. The plot was that of a simple teenage romance, culminating in the pregnancy of Suzuka and a marriage between two people barely out of their teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To curb this unhealthy hunger for more Suzuka, I have decided to start on another series. It's titled Seikirei, and you can google it yourself if you really want to find out more about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's the main point of this post. Milo Inc. is currently organising a contest to look for a Suzuka that exists in real life. Now, this candidate must possess all basic traits of the original Suzuka, whose picture is attached below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/7927/72547829fb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/7927/72547829fb1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pre-requisites&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) All candidates must have shoulder-length hair. If the hair falls below the shoulders, it has to be trimmed or the candidate in question will automatically fail the examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Suzuka's hair is blue. However, the conservative society of Singapore does not permit bright blue hair. Thus, we will also accept black hair, though blue is highly encouraged for that Suzuka look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) All candidates must be below the age of 18, and above the age of 16. Don't ask the obvious. We can't have old hags or young kids to replicate such a goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) All candidates should be between 35 to 45 kilograms in weight. Since Suzuka is an athlete, she exercises regularly and thus has a knockout figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Milo Inc. reserves the right to reject anybody deemed unsatisfactory. Appeals will not be entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those interested can come for a walk-in interview at the 4L classroom of Anglican High. Please bring along your NRIC for verification. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-4025399289307913165?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/4025399289307913165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=4025399289307913165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4025399289307913165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4025399289307913165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/search-for-singapores-suzuka.html' title='The Search for Singapore&apos;s Suzuka'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7204565454157855041</id><published>2008-01-17T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:10:00.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Clan Bdr's Busy Night</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is friday, also known as rumble night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, the reputation of clan Bdr has spread far and wide amongst the AHS community, and as such clan Bdr has been booked to play in three matches tomorrow night. Woo rumble~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading some manga series I stumbled upon while clicking the "ecchi" link. Don't know what it's called but here's a random page or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img16.onemanga.com/mangas/00000035/00000024/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img16.onemanga.com/mangas/00000035/00000024/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img16.onemanga.com/mangas/00000035/00000024/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img16.onemanga.com/mangas/00000035/00000024/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo owned. Zap zap zap~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7204565454157855041?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7204565454157855041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7204565454157855041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7204565454157855041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7204565454157855041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/clan-bdrs-busy-night.html' title='Clan Bdr&apos;s Busy Night'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3604062477284374780</id><published>2008-01-16T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:49:39.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>An Attempt at Fine Speech and More</title><content type='html'>Good evening ladies and gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the hunk's edition of Deal or No Deal on the heartlanders' channel also known as Channel 5. A tragedy happened on the show today, if you don't already know. The woman left the show with a check for $88,000. The thing is, if she had just waited a few minutes more, she would have been able to clinch the ultimate prize of $250,000. See, she had already chosen the divine case of rumbling. It's just too bad that she was backdoored at the last minute and &lt;u&gt;poof&lt;/u&gt; goes her money. Well, that's just some Meepo Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to ask a rhetorical question. Are you noob? Actually, you don't have to answer that because its a rhetorical question. Those who deem themselves capable of providing the answer to this age-old question will be mercilessly zapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="www.gdargaud.net/Photo/640/ThunderStrike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="www.gdargaud.net/Photo/640/ThunderStrike.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were instructed to draft a speech for English lesson today, so the group I was in, which incidentally comprised of Noob Yc, some Yihan and the dude with the red curly hair Ronald. He has just launched a new product, by the way. It's called the prosperity burger. Get yours today! Moving on. We somehow took it upon ourselves to put together a little kick in the head for the hierarchy of the school, though we doubt it will ever reach the dark recesses of the boardrooms they hold their meetings in. Nevertheless, we are undaunted and when there's a will, there's a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If memory serves true, the draft went something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll save it for the next post. The bed is calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after the assembly ended, there was a hair check. I feel sad for Mervin. He had painstakingly had his hair cut at home, and look at what happened today. He got called up along with Edmund, Chia, Wey Jian, Willy and me. We had all won free haircuts in the lucky draw. I was planning to get my hair trimmed anyway, and the end result wasn't that bad, so there's four dollars saved. The problems were related to either the fringe, the sideburns or the back. If the hair in concern managed to pass through all three of the criterion unscathed, there would always be the classic "Oh, it's too thick" waiting to catch them by surprise. PRC scholars were not spared from the ol' purgatory either. The PRC scholar who has smashed all records for the highest shirt tuck-in level, possibly surpassing even the old Yao, was nabbed by the self-proclaimed mushroom man(the bald guy who was singing today). There were about 20 over guys there, and most of them had acceptable hair standards. Hell, even Matthew was there. There was a conversation between Matthew and the mushroom man, which deviated from the higher-up first telling Matty what needed to be cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom: "Your hair is long. You wanna be like Elvis Presley?"&lt;br /&gt;Matty: "Who's dat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some homework at the canteen with Lewly after assembly ended, while waiting for the chemistry remedial to begin. It was at 4D, so I located Lewly's table(the one with YQ&lt;3me on it) and began some renovation work. There were a pile of books stashed under his table, so I pulled them out and something caught my eye. It was the physics textbook. Coincidentally, it can also be used as a orthopaedic pillow. Anyway, the name written on it was not his at all, so we can infer that Lewly sneaked it away from some poor bugger. The miser has not changed its teeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3604062477284374780?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3604062477284374780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3604062477284374780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3604062477284374780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3604062477284374780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/attempt-at-fine-speech-and-more.html' title='An Attempt at Fine Speech and More'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8818438128490332787</id><published>2008-01-11T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T23:26:46.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Water Bottle Spin (Shui Hu Zhuan)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Water Bottle Spin aka Shui Hu Zhuan (Gomu Gomu Go~~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said to be the result of a hundred years of training under O Level examination conditions. The practitioner must first abandon all earthly ties excluding backdooring. Allows the user to spin a 1.5 litre water bottle on his pinky finger. This move is considered to be of a higher level than that of spinning a book on one's finger. There are however high risks to be taken. Those that are unsuccessful in mastering the epitome of all classroom pastimes shall be zapped by the penultimate finger of doom, also known as pointing and shouting "Objection" very loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Water Margin test is finally over. I had a glance at the summary of each chapter a little bit before the test actually began. The multiple choice was managable, the fill-in-the-blanks hell, with the open-ended backdooring me to no end. When the test was finally over, it was time to say goodbye to a grueling one hour of being pwned upside down. Hilarious moments ensued when I saw some Jeremiah's paper. There was this question in the fill-in-the-blanks where they asked for the three main oppressors of the story. Then I saw it. The answer to end all answers. For listed sparkling clear in column number 6, was Wu Song. True brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumble time is here, bee bee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8818438128490332787?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8818438128490332787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8818438128490332787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8818438128490332787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8818438128490332787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/water-bottle-spin-shui-hu-zhuan.html' title='Water Bottle Spin (Shui Hu Zhuan)'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7249660514637210817</id><published>2008-01-10T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:18:15.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Hehe~</title><content type='html'>7 more compositions to go........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coping with partial flu can be irking. Sorethroat, a slight cough as well as a blocked nose, to name a few. I suspect its Jeremiah who spread the flu bug to me. He was sneezing the first day and when I woke up the next day my breathing was rather obstructed. Dumb backdoorer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this dumb keychain from sometime ago, so I tied it to my pencilcase. Somehow, it came alive upon entering the vicinity of the classroom, and the end result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p59/ycthestick/Photo-0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p59/ycthestick/Photo-0307.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notti pig and monkey. Add Tan San Zhang and the bald monk guy and you'll have the whole set!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7249660514637210817?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7249660514637210817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7249660514637210817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7249660514637210817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7249660514637210817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/hehe.html' title='Hehe~'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3215092219328574092</id><published>2008-01-07T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:47:53.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Correction Tape Misadventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0aXY2pM2sA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0aXY2pM2sA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some songs never get old, just like this here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My name is W****r I can be your friend~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nHKKFf4EDlM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nHKKFf4EDlM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard it on 987fm last week, downloaded it and here it is. A truly underrated artiste who only enjoyed mediocre success in the music industry, wonder where she's gone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ho6y-qbVEOM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ho6y-qbVEOM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song from Fish Leong's recent album. They changed the cover design from the glaringly unacceptable depiction of her in a red dress with endless layers to a much simpler and cleaner white theme. For some reason, the price went up 3 bucks. That's the price you get for an aesthetically pleasing goods. Her voice is one of the best in the industry though; she'd trash saccharine fakes like Yang Chen Lin any old day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为何会在恨消失后&lt;br /&gt;爱还是挽回不了&lt;br /&gt;为何要在疼爱我的时候&lt;br /&gt;才对我说离开我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squares, circles but never a triangle, watz up with shapez?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The musings of less sentient beings are always tricky to decipher, blame it on Matty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the prices of food sold in the canteen are up due to inflation. The mixed rice which used to cost $1.50 now retails at $2. Chicken rice is up 20 cents while the substandard western stall's prices skyrocketed. Rice with pork floss and a fried egg for $2. Now that's value, if the 85 Market didn't already sell $1.80 Nasi Lemak with a choice of three dishes to compliment your coconut rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nds-roms is currently still down, and it's time to cry. You can use torrents to download your games if you aren't afraid of being nabbed by the boys in blue, though.&lt;br /&gt;You will receive a warning letter the first time, and they have the right to take legal action against you from the second time onwards, like in the case of Odex. Actually, Odex already fines people for the first instance. With inflation and all affairs pertaining to that, you can expect this fine to be raised even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inflation is a pain. A taxi ride from Tanah Merah MRT station to my house used to cost only about $7 tops. Now, the meter can come up to $10 easily. This is sheer extortion, this is. I saw a receipt that my dad got from taking a cab from his office to Shenton Way, and found out that is costs about $10 per 10km. At least it's sponsored by the company. He took a taxi to and fro, and the total bill would have only come up to $20 if not for the peak hour surcharge and the extra fee incurred from hailing a cab in the business district. The  additional charges came up to somewhere around $9. That's $19 for a return trip, and I'd much rather spend it at some jolly Pizza Hut outlet rather then it going into some uncle's wallet. I've got nothing against taxi drivers, it's just that some keep talking even when the passenger has headphones plugged in. Take a look in the rear-view mirror please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just got raided, time to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3215092219328574092?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3215092219328574092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3215092219328574092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3215092219328574092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3215092219328574092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/correction-tape-misadventures.html' title='Correction Tape Misadventures'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8966153939057213008</id><published>2008-01-04T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:18:12.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>The Mystery of Traffic Lights and MRT Trains</title><content type='html'>Ignore the title which makes no sense, for I'm feeling rather lost now amidst stinky newspapers looking for articles to add in my Geography scrapbook. I learnt my lesson last year when I handed it up late and received 2 marks out of a possible 10. Oh well, just 7 more articles to go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was watching some Channel 5 news the other day, and there was this report on people jumping down into the MRT tracks. I thought about it, and still haven't figured out: why do people like the MRT tracks so much? Taking the hot climate into consideration, it is possible to deduct that there is a lack of swimming pools that cause this madness. Perhaps it is time to integrate swimming pools into our void decks? While I'm still on the topic of cold water, I noticed that the water cooler on the third floor doesn't produce cold water. This is a breach of student rights! We have the  right to chilled water, free of charge! BBQ, perhaps we should drink Milo instead. Milo is probably the best ever beverage conceived by the Nestle company. It is by far superior to the cheap imitations known as Ovaltine and Horlicks. Milo has been tested to be chock full of malty goodness to kickstart an otherwise dreary morning. Support Milo, buy the canned versions since DIY powdered Milo can never triumph over the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ it's late. Start studying for O Levels now! It is never too early!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8966153939057213008?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8966153939057213008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8966153939057213008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8966153939057213008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8966153939057213008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/mystery-of-traffic-lights-and-mrt.html' title='The Mystery of Traffic Lights and MRT Trains'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7868291176310869369</id><published>2008-01-01T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:13:57.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Prepare your Coffee, it's the 1st post of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bonuses for top lawyers hit 9 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business boom leads to larger payouts this year, with big firms paying 5-1/2 months and upwards&lt;br /&gt;By K.C. Vijayan, Law Correspondent&lt;br /&gt;BIG law firms, buoyed by the business boom, are handing out bigger year-end bonuses this year, with the best payouts breaching the nine-month mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Straits Times understands that top performing lawyers in top-league firms like Drew &amp; Napier and Rajah &amp; Tann are getting high payouts across the board as rewards to recognise good work when the going is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other firms like Harry Elias Partnership (HEP) and KhattarWong also awarded fatter bonuses of between 5-1/2 and eight months to its lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEP's managing partner Latiff Ibrahim said its top performers are in the 'booming corporate, construction and litigation practices'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KhattarWong's Subhas Anandan said the bigger bonuses also spilled to the non-legal support staff, with the best receiving up to 5-1/2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawyers generally attributed the fat bonus cheques to the strong economy, increased revenues and the need to pay high performers for 'all the hard work and all the nights they have put in'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WongPartnership, one of the biggest firms here, has had an 'extremely good year' in terms of the transactions and briefs received, said Mr Chou Sean You, a partner in the firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We expect to remunerate our lawyers well for all the hard work they have put in throughout the year,' he said, adding that his firm traditionally declared its bonuses in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upturn has benefited small and medium-size firms as well, especially in conveyancing work, said senior lawyer N. Sreenivasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Whether the property boom continues into the new year remains to be seen,' he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that 'with expected rental and salary increases next year, law firms will have to be more efficient, to reduce the impact of these increased overheads on the cost of legal services'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small firms which may not be able to match the fat bonuses of their bigger counterparts are unfazed, with some noting the hidden toll in work-life balance for those working in the top league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said Mr R. Kalamohan, who has run his own firm for more than 18 years: 'I don't know how many 'handicaps' I have compared to big firms, but when you look at the work-life balance, it is a different issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am not constrained to burn the midnight oil every day unless there are exigencies. I do not think income is the main criterion for a good life.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owning. One month 10k. 9 months 90k. Anybody hear new car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, looking back on 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No one can change the past. The only thing we can do is strive to &lt;br /&gt;make up for our mistakes, so that we can find the way back to our &lt;br /&gt;path towards a brighter future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Phoenix Wright, Ace Attorney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said. Too much time was spent on the computer for the duration of 2007. As we speak, plans are being carried out to reduce the amount of time spent causing wear-and-tear on the keyboard. And by keyboard, I mean the Milo-spilt one from Writing Style #100803, or something like that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7868291176310869369?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7868291176310869369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7868291176310869369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7868291176310869369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7868291176310869369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2008/01/prepare-your-coffee-its-1st-post-of.html' title='Prepare your Coffee, it&apos;s the 1st post of 2008'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-4845147076966524756</id><published>2007-12-24T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T22:12:05.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Review - Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney</title><content type='html'>I have been playing some Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney on the DS lately. I just finished Trials and Tribulations today, and am on the last case of Justice for All, which I hope to be able to complete by tonight, accompanied with some cluck cluck turkey ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dominantclaw.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/phoenix-wright-ryuichi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://dominantclaw.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/phoenix-wright-ryuichi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold it! I gonna zap you with some Finger of Death/Dagon!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shinyshiny.tv/phoenix%20wright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.shinyshiny.tv/phoenix%20wright.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box art for Justice for All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney series is IMO the best role-play/adventure/storyline game for the DS right now. The plot is solid, though you can spot some spelling and grammar mistakes due to poor Japanese-to-English translation which might be disconcerting to some. Graphics are sub-par, which is expected from a DS game. The soundtrack in MIDI format is surprisingly good, but the voice acting could be improved on, since the only things you're going to hear are "Hold it", "Objection" and "Take that". The main thing about this game is that you'll need a certain degree of patience to last through the long conversations. Don't worry about the cases, they're easy if you've been following the story attentively. Download the three games in the series from nds-roms if you haven't already. For those who don't have a DS, you can try playing on the computer with a DS emulator, though you won't get the same element of fun from juking it out on a portable handheld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, Santatechies is a good IGN, if you ever need one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-4845147076966524756?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/4845147076966524756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=4845147076966524756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4845147076966524756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4845147076966524756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/12/review-phoenix-wright-ace-attorney_24.html' title='Review - Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2049853310614370207</id><published>2007-12-24T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T22:11:41.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Review - Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney</title><content type='html'>I have been playing some Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney on the DS lately. I just finished Trials and Tribulations today, and am on the last case of Justice for All, which I hope to be able to complete by tonight, accompanied with some cluck cluck turkey ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dominantclaw.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/phoenix-wright-ryuichi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://dominantclaw.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/phoenix-wright-ryuichi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold it! I gonna zap you with some Finger of Death/Dagon!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shinyshiny.tv/phoenix%20wright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.shinyshiny.tv/phoenix%20wright.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box art for Justice for All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney series is IMO the best role-play/adventure/storyline game for the DS right now. The plot is solid, though you can spot some spelling and grammar mistakes due to poor Japanese-to-English translation which might be disconcerting to some. Graphics are sub-par, which is expected from a DS game. The soundtrack in MIDI format is surprisingly good, but the voice acting could be improved on, since the only things you're going to hear are "Hold it", "Objection" and "Take that". The main thing about this game is that you'll need a certain degree of patience to last through the long conversations. Don't worry about the cases, they're easy if you've been following the story attentively. Download the three games in the series from nds-roms if you haven't already. For those who don't have a DS, you can try playing on the computer with a DS emulator, though you won't get the same element of fun from juking it out on a portable handheld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, Santatechies is a good IGN, if you ever need one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2049853310614370207?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2049853310614370207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2049853310614370207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2049853310614370207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2049853310614370207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/12/review-phoenix-wright-ace-attorney.html' title='Review - Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-4780794933304103476</id><published>2007-12-23T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:10:24.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Fools</title><content type='html'>Ho ho ho and a merry fool's year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa's coming to peep through windows and invade the privacy of youths all around the world by sliding through the chimney holes! Oh neos! Beware the wtfbbqpwnzor reindeer and their wtfbbqpwnzor razor sharp horns that can potentially pokey you ftw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-4780794933304103476?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/4780794933304103476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=4780794933304103476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4780794933304103476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4780794933304103476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-fools.html' title='Merry Christmas Fools'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3258745339066938449</id><published>2007-12-07T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:02:30.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharity Gift Box - The Prequel</title><content type='html'>Tch. Nah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3258745339066938449?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3258745339066938449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3258745339066938449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3258745339066938449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3258745339066938449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/12/sharity-gift-box-prequel.html' title='Sharity Gift Box - The Prequel'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5909207750209692370</id><published>2007-12-06T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:48:20.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Wtfness</title><content type='html'>Today sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to Sim Lim Square to pick up the DS, after purchasing the R4 at a damn good price of $47 from a middleman. It came with a 1GB card, which saves me about 19 bucks. Okay, at first I thought that Sim Lim sold NDS Lite consoles for $180. The horrific truth is that you'd have to buy a truckload of accessories before the cutthroat shopkeepers would allow you to purchase this dirt-cheap set. Probably the biggest scam ever. Word of advice, never trust oily-haired bengs in striped polo tees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be deterred from a cheap DS Lite, I visited more shops in Sim Lim Square. On the second floor, I got an offer of $180(again) for an export set DS. This refers to a DS that has been imported from other countries. I read on the Hardware Zone forums that shops are not allowed to charge GST for such products. Okay, when I told the guy to get me a set, he informed me that there would be an additional charge of 20% GST on top of the quoted price, which comes to a grand total of $216. That's not really cheap anymore, since Playboxx sells DS Lites at $219, and they have a much cleaner reputation than the shops at Sim Lim Square. I then left the damn place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Never buy Nintendo DS at Sim Lim Square*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the nearby Qisahn to purchase the crystal case and the screen protector. They cost $14 altogether, which is rather cheap. Unfortunately, this joyful pricing doesn't extend to their Nintendo DS Lites, which were retailing at $229 a set. Good service though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the MRT to Eastpoint, and made my way to World of JJ. I was shown this crappy second-hand set with stains coated everywhere, and had scratches literally masking the screen. It cost $178. I couldn't buy that junk, not when Ho and Mj paid the same price for much better sets. I asked for a set in better condition. Okay, he took out some black DS Lites, which had price tags of $190 on them. These sets also had hairline scratches on them, which is absurd considering I can get a new set for just $29 dollars more. Left the shop feeling pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now I have the R4 flash cart, a crystal case and a screen protector. The irony of it all is that there's no goddamn DS to use them on. Bummer. I shall get it another day perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5909207750209692370?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5909207750209692370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5909207750209692370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5909207750209692370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5909207750209692370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/12/wtfness.html' title='Wtfness'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-472807898881697655</id><published>2007-12-01T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:25:45.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Writing Style Number 100363</title><content type='html'>I wanted to try this for a very long time, but didn't have the sufficient, shall I say, skills to do it. Well, I'm bored and unoccupied now so I'm going to try it out for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few months ago..&lt;br /&gt;i spill milo on my keyboard...&lt;br /&gt;my keyboard is not the spill resistant one..&lt;br /&gt;so i cry and cry and cry cos my comp spoil..&lt;br /&gt;haiz so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like walking in the rain..&lt;br /&gt;cos nobody can see my tears..&lt;br /&gt;my wallet pokai liao how sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant let go of you..&lt;br /&gt;i think of you everyday..&lt;br /&gt;but what have you done..&lt;br /&gt;now i wasted all my thoughts for nothing...&lt;br /&gt;sobs..why macdonald no sell shaker fries liao???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck..&lt;br /&gt;i can't do anything right..&lt;br /&gt;i did the wrong stuff and now i lost you..&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have left you my cute pikachu stuff toy out in the rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i walked past you...&lt;br /&gt;you said i love you..&lt;br /&gt;haha so cute..&lt;br /&gt;the stuff toy from minitoons that one you press it will make noise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done wrong..&lt;br /&gt;did i not give you enough..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sad now..&lt;br /&gt;my milo never put enough powder taste very dilute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i every night also sleep in the dark..&lt;br /&gt;i try to sleep but i can't..&lt;br /&gt;my mind is occupied by thoughts of you..&lt;br /&gt;ahh my wonderful ds lite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-472807898881697655?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/472807898881697655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=472807898881697655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/472807898881697655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/472807898881697655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/12/writing-style-number-100363.html' title='Writing Style Number 100363'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7008053791556826137</id><published>2007-11-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:40:47.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Madame Mundane</title><content type='html'>If I'm not wrong, this is the 165th post. I will be preparing something special for the 200th post, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to talk about, so I shall relate a game of Dota yesterday night. 4 members of Clan Bdr played with mingjun and friends. Some smalluncle joined also. At first, they were deceived into thinking Bdr meant "Buy Divine Rapier", but you should know what happens later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Spectre was feeding badly. Very badly. Then bentan's bro bangla jr. zhnged the spectre, and spectre was dominating. Then mega kill. Then spectre went for a backdoor, and with bentan backdooring as well the game ended swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that happened today was Sitex 2007. Let me tell you, it sucks. It's packed with not people wanting to see the exhibitions but loads of student jobbers trying to chiong pocket money for the holidays. Where's the groundbreaking technology? I only saw cheap deals of laptops and desktops and whatnots there. The&lt;br /&gt;standards of Sitex have plunged. To think it was only last year where I saw the world's first blu-ray drive in Sitex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7008053791556826137?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7008053791556826137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7008053791556826137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7008053791556826137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7008053791556826137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/11/madame-mundane.html' title='Madame Mundane'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-4327911666473510406</id><published>2007-11-29T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T18:14:56.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Boring Stuff</title><content type='html'>Zhen De by Zhang Shao Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力的仰着脸孔&lt;br /&gt;试着眼泪不往下流&lt;br /&gt;别往下流&lt;br /&gt;不安的感觉到什么&lt;br /&gt;在我生活中不再相同&lt;br /&gt;很不相同&lt;br /&gt;想要说&lt;br /&gt;却还沉默&lt;br /&gt;伸出手&lt;br /&gt;无法触碰&lt;br /&gt;天空突然一片辽阔&lt;br /&gt;原来你是真的已经离开我&lt;br /&gt;在我不熟悉的世界过新的生活&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼让泪水滑落&lt;br /&gt;此刻你已真的永远离开我&lt;br /&gt;在另外一个没有我的世界&lt;br /&gt;自由的走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Qing Lu Cheng by Zhang Shao Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你给的体温&lt;br /&gt;幸福的气氛&lt;br /&gt;他在你身边&lt;br /&gt;睡得好安稳&lt;br /&gt;是你太残忍&lt;br /&gt;还是我太笨&lt;br /&gt;这样的容忍&lt;br /&gt;有点太牺牲&lt;br /&gt;不习惯你的眼神&lt;br /&gt;在风中不安的变冷&lt;br /&gt;离开的时候是过程&lt;br /&gt;我为爱狂奔&lt;br /&gt;每次当爱从心痛启&lt;br /&gt;我明白等待背后是伤痕&lt;br /&gt;为了一个人&lt;br /&gt;每夜不熄灯&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人爱得透彻&lt;br /&gt;忘不了爱走过的旅程&lt;br /&gt;我依然相信幸福的可能&lt;br /&gt;只有一个人&lt;br /&gt;我愿意去等&lt;br /&gt;在离开了以后&lt;br /&gt;还会心疼&lt;br /&gt;她给的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;幸福的气氛&lt;br /&gt;你在他身边&lt;br /&gt;笑得好天真&lt;br /&gt;是我爱太深&lt;br /&gt;还是太单纯&lt;br /&gt;这样的转身&lt;br /&gt;有点太牺牲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DS project is doing well, I must say. I found some flier lobang at Pasir Ris, so the money might just as well be in my pocket already. I've got my roms ready for the CycloDS/R4(haven't decided which to buy, but have read reviews saying that the CycloDS is better), so once the DS is purchased it's rumbling time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo DS - $180 at Sim Lim Square&lt;br /&gt;CycloDS - $75 at Qisahn&lt;br /&gt;R4 - $60 at Qisahn&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Case - $10 at Qisahn&lt;br /&gt;DS Lite skin - $9.90 at Qisahn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is the root of all evil.. well money is the root of all DS too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-4327911666473510406?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/4327911666473510406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=4327911666473510406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4327911666473510406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4327911666473510406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/11/boring-stuff.html' title='Boring Stuff'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-125207310813333437</id><published>2007-11-26T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:00:19.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Chuck Norris Facts</title><content type='html'>Guns don't kill people. Chuck Norris kills People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of animals Chuck Norris allows to live.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The chief export of Chuck Norris is Pain.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;There is no chin under Chuck Norris' Beard. There is only another fist.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris has two speeds. Walk, and Kill.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The leading causes of death in the United States are: 1. Heart Disease 2. Chuck Norris 3. Cancer&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris drives an ice cream truck covered in human skulls.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris is my Homeboy.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris doesn't go hunting.... CHUCK NORRIS GOES KILLING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris has allowed to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outer space exists because it's afraid to be on the same planet with Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris is the reason why Waldo is hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris counted to infinity - twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no chin behind Chuck Norris’ beard. There is only another fist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Chuck Norris does a pushup, he isn’t lifting himself up, he’s pushing the Earth down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris is so fast, he can run around the world and punch himself in the back of the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris’ hand is the only hand that can beat a Royal Flush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris can lead a horse to water AND make it drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris doesn’t wear a watch, HE decides what time it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris gave Mona Lisa that smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris can slam a revolving door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris does not get frostbite. Chuck Norris bites frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Soviet Union? They decided to quit after watching a DeltaForce marathon on Satellite TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, America is not a democracy, it is a Chucktatorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists have estimated that the energy given off during the Big Bang is roughly equal to 1CNRhK (Chuck Norris Roundhouse Kick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Chuck Norris calls 1-900 numbers, he doesnt get charged. He holds up the phone and money falls out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris didn't walk on the moon. He walked to the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If tapped, a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick could power the country of Australia for 44 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris can divide by zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture is worth a thousand words. A Chuck Norris is worth 1 billion words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newton's Third Law is wrong: Although it states that for each action, there is an equal and opposite reaction, there is no force equal in reaction to a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris can touch MC Hammer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-125207310813333437?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/125207310813333437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=125207310813333437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/125207310813333437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/125207310813333437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/11/chuck-norris-facts.html' title='Chuck Norris Facts'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3634693697993887681</id><published>2007-11-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:28:14.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money</title><content type='html'>http://www.emailcashpro.com/?r=Pykrete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some quick and easy money. Visit the site for more details. Remember to sign up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3634693697993887681?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3634693697993887681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3634693697993887681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3634693697993887681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3634693697993887681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/11/money.html' title='Money'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8984343681266510853</id><published>2007-11-03T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T22:17:57.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Propaganda'/><title type='text'>Salvation for the PSP</title><content type='html'>It turns out that Fish Leong's CD will only be out next week, too bad you'll have to wait till then. I'll probably pick up Jay Chou's album first in the meantime. Anyway, I 've changed the blogskin, if you haven't noticed yet. The previous one was getting a tad boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main focus of this post, I've discovered that there are a few new games scheduled for release on the PSP. These games own, I tell ya. First up, there's Metal Gear Solid: Portable Ops. Metal Gear Solid is one of the best, if not the best selling console games ever. Think of it as your Counterstrike but much better in terms of plot and gameplay. Can't wait to get my Bitcomet on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second, is a number called Wipeout Pulse. It's a game where you pilot this futuristic aircraft in a race and go around shooting rockets, missiles, nukes and whatnots at enemy racers. Think of it as a cross between Burnout and Mario Kart. It bears a similarity to Crash Team Racing, in the sense that the main objective is to spam all your weapons for the win. It'll be out next month, damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last, is a RPG known as Star Ocean. I heard it's owning, and it's got to be since there's a limited edition PSP Slim being released as a tie-in with the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder the PSP's gaining popularity. Forget the Pornstation Portable puns, the PSP is one owning machine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8984343681266510853?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8984343681266510853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8984343681266510853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8984343681266510853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8984343681266510853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/11/salvation-for-psp.html' title='Salvation for the PSP'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2520198066598695056</id><published>2007-11-01T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T19:11:00.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Reviews- Corner with Love &amp; Manhunt 2</title><content type='html'>That's a hazardously long title. In fact, it's probably the longest title I've ever chosen for a blog post. It's times like this where the "milestones" label comes into play. There'll probably be some snippets of holiday life added into the mix, and random  musings which are produced every second from the omnipotent lump of static electricity. I see a long post on the horizon, or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic Princess's latest episodes have proved ineffective in quelling my constant need for good pictures. Whatever genre they may be, videos and shows have been a blessing to mankind since they were brought into the lush greenery of the Earth. You want to know the reasons for me getting bored of the show? Well, I'll list some that come into mind right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) There are 4 male leads, as opposed to 1 female lead. This shows that unless you have drank too much soya bean milk and have obtained genetically altered hormones as a result, you would only have one-fifth of the actual enjoyment you could derive from viewing this love drama. Those of the gender symbol of the circle and the cross would  be able to enjoy four-fifths of the show. That's much more than I could bear with, so  I dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Lack of english subbers. As you may already know, my command of the chinese language is atrocious. I don't really understand what the characters are saying sometimes, and am forced to tap into the literary abilities of Miloland in order to keep up. I should get some Chinese bridging, I should. Too bad, I evaded it with a 56, one mark above the cut-off point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a fervent fan of Angela Chang, I might consider revisiting this serial in the near future. That's pretty far away, since for now, another Taiwanese drama is at the top of my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Corner With Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a production starring Luo Zhi Xiang and Barbie Hsu. Luo is the guy who gave us hits like Jing Wu Men and Xing Fu Lie Ren. Wait a minute, were those hits, or flops? &lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, he did provide us with some tracks which sound pleasing to the ear at the first spin but not so thereafter. You get the idea. Hsu is the girl from Meteor Garden, Shancai. I have no info on her since I have not watched that many of her movies or productions, but I'm guessing she's some sort of B-grade artiste. Who's A-grade then, you might ask. Well, to cite an example, I'd say Lin Chi Ling. Google her up. You won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems decent at first glance. Not Chi Ling, the show! Luo plays an oyster omelette prodigy, whose omelettes seem to induce favourable reactions from customers. It's nice to find out that a singer who produces corny music videos can actually come up with some sub-par fare. Okay, and Hsu plays this rich, but not overwhelmingly rich as portrayed in some dramas to the point of impossibility. Her choice of transport is a Mercedes S-Class, which is quite acceptable by today's standards of top-tier folks. Angela Chang in Romantic Princess gets this vintage limousine which probably costs more than the Istana. Hsu initially meets Luo when the latter is out on a delivery, and Luo's bike crashed into the Mercedes it had come to a sudden stop right in his path of travel. The two feud, but it is only at a later stage when they actually get to know each other, and that's at the oyster omelette restaurant. Hsu's character has to learn to prepare Taiwanese fare for her prospective in-laws, and since Luo is so imba at making omelettes, she is bo bian but to seek tutelage under him. Luo gives the game away barely thirty minutes into the show by looking embarrassed when he is forced to manage her hair so as not to let it get in her way when she was frying omelettes. After that... well I'm not sure. I stopped watching there. I'll post another update as soon as I complete a few more episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I promised two reviews. Well, here's the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many of you have heard about this game from Rockstar being banned in several countries. Those who are on the PSP scene 24/7 should be well-updated on this. No, it's not the new Grand Theft Auto with the Hot Coffee mod which allows gamers to view explicit scenes packed with sexual innuendoes. I'm talking about the controversial Manhunt 2, which was released a few days ago with much apprehension from the ERSB, the universal game rating organisation. Manhunt 2 is not about the search for America's Next Top Male Model by the way, it's about an elimination of certain botched human test subjects. According to reports, the first edition of Manhunt 2 was so violent it forbade anyone other than fully-fledged adults to play it. In Singapore terms, that means zilch since we folks can just download it off the Internet. However, Rockstar came up with a follow-up patch which bleached all colour off the assassination scenes. Think of it as a black-and-white version of Saw. Doesn't sound very impressive now, does it? I heard that there is a way to get the original colours back on your PSP screen though, through the use of a hack or two. I just got the game from Games Torrents yesterday, all 1.2GB of it, and after uploading it to my PSP, I was all set and ready to go. Booting it up, I witnessed some of the macabre that called for the harsh rating in the first place. In the fourth stage of the game, the player is presented with a situation that allows him(or her) to shove the enemy soldier's head into two of those giant rollers that are used to flatten roads. Imagine the head going squish. IN COLOUR. That'd be really disgusting, thus the censoring. The game provides a good air of suspense around every corner, and while Corner with Love presents happiness around every corner, you'll only find people out to kill you in Manhunt 2. It's a dog eat dog world indeed- kill, or be killed. I like the overall game interface, which is very reminiscent of the Grand Theft Auto franchise. It's very simple in essence- get anybody in your sights with whatever weapon you have. Your tools range from an axe which allows you to behead your victims, or a shotgun which totally pwns your captors in one shot. Try it, you won't regret it. If you don't already have a PSP, well what are you waiting for? Make a trip into town and get one today! I'd recommend the black, as always. The white sucks  because it yellows over time, the pink is just too prissy and bright, and the various shades of blues aren't very impressive either. It's times like this when we should just stick to the original monochrome colours, don't you think? It won't hurt your pocket too much either. A PSP Slim from Funz Square, where I picked up mine, costs just $260. It already comes with the latest modded firmware, so you can get your ahem games into there right away. Well, maybe not. You'll need a memory stick too. That can be bought off online retailers or middlemen for about $70-$75 a stick. That means, even with a case and the screen protector, you'd be paying $360 at most. A modest price, and think of all the things you can do with it! Enjoy your favourite music, videos, pictures, websites and games all on one portable device!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now though, scratch the 4GB memory stick for me. I'm saving up my allowance to get a new mouse. I've said this countless time, and I'll say it once more. My Diamondback is dying. One hundred percent geegeefied. I like the Deathadder. The mouse profile is sleek, and it doesn't come with fancy blinking blue beng lights like the Diamondback, which is another plus. I considered getting the 4000dpi model, but that'd blow my budget to the next dimension, so I'll probably be keeping away from that territory for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ends today's post. The next one's going to be ready in three or four days, when the new Fish Leong album gets out. I'll purchase a copy of it, since I kinda like her music, and post yet another review on it here. Until then, get your fix at Youtube. Corner with Love ftw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2520198066598695056?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2520198066598695056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2520198066598695056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2520198066598695056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2520198066598695056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/11/tale-of-two-reviews-corner-with-love.html' title='A Tale of Two Reviews- Corner with Love &amp; Manhunt 2'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7525684865316225255</id><published>2007-10-26T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:58.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>你是我心内的一首歌, O RLY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q6h-MsXOiSo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q6h-MsXOiSo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be quick because Final Fantasy Tactics: War of the Lions is calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my word the other time to upload the pictures, but due to a technical fault, their release shall be delayed. I'll get it all settled by tomorrow, so no worries there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RyH372xZ4BI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FJUN3Ahuegw/s1600-h/16102007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RyH372xZ4BI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FJUN3Ahuegw/s320/16102007(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125650458611408914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, the photo just got uploaded. I find this to be highly ironic, yet subtly amusing. "Impressive!" reads the comment. Look at the mark I got for that question then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's add some textual content while the photos are being uploaded. I realised that the sluggish speed is due to the laggy internet with which Singnet has kindly bestowed upon me. Apparently, an earthquake has occurred in some region of Asia, and the fiber optic cables planted underground have been damaged by the seismic waves. Hey, this is complete unfairness this is. I subscribe to the 25Mpbs plan, yet am now enjoying Internet speeds that rivals that of 512kpbs. The page loading takes at least twenty times longer than usual, and to make it worse, Romantic Princess takes about half an hour to buffer on Youtube. A 10 minute clip that takes three times the duration the prepare, nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RyH5eWxZ4CI/AAAAAAAAAZE/wksSglUtv50/s1600-h/16102007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RyH5eWxZ4CI/AAAAAAAAAZE/wksSglUtv50/s320/16102007(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125652150828523554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another picture just got through, gimme back my 1 mark you plunderers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at the library just before CIP started, and played with the computers there. I attempted to print out a picture of Wo Feng, but the pathetic laser printer there could only print in black-and-white, so that sucked. The Macintosh was fun though, since the camera is able apply distortion effects on the photos it takes. I sent two outstanding ones to my phone via Bluetooth; you shall have them another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Simei Care Centre for the makeup CIP session. I'd like to call it that since I was absent on the day of the actual one. I had to tag along with the 3K bunch though. When you mention 3K, two things come into mind. The first is Abby, and the second is Matty. The latter was fully into his usual self, which is pure, unrefined, unbridled retard. Suspicions arise that this was probably due to the fact that Matty was visiting his homeland, and derived a sense of euphoria as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RyH7k2xZ4DI/AAAAAAAAAZM/b4UOhn8v9vY/s1600-h/18102007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RyH7k2xZ4DI/AAAAAAAAAZM/b4UOhn8v9vY/s320/18102007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125654461520928818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last picture for the day, since I'm getting impatient with the slow speeds already. Mirror images do I see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place itself is rather big, and is well-equipped to house its clients. By clients, I mean clients. Not retards, don't be mistaken. Reverse psychology is going on here, you know. Anyway, there was a clubhouse, a music room, table games, computer services and recreational facilities. We were given a guided tour of the complex after we had conducted our actual CIP. It wasn't so much of CIP, per se. I'd call it an art class, where the theme is abstract art. Of course, my art is so bad that if its standards plunged any further they'd reach the sheer depths of hell, or the 18th level of hell as known in Buddhist mythology. The canvas? Why, the walls of course. Let's just say the surroundings there will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to KFC after that for a unhealthy meal packed with carbohydrates, yet bursting with all the finger-licking goodness a boy could dream for. Speaking of finger-licking chicken, Matty and his partner-in-crime Edwen were having a discussion on the donation promotion that KFC has organised. For every $1 donated, KFC will deduct a total of $1 from your 2-piece chicken set meal, in the form of a coupon that can be redeemed on, and only on your next visit to KFC. Here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty: "Eh, want to donate to World Hunger(the beneficiary)?"&lt;br /&gt;Edwen: "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Matty: "Because got the $1 discount."&lt;br /&gt;Edwen: "No la, you donate $1 they minus $1, still the same what."&lt;br /&gt;Matty: "Means KFC don't earn anything from this?"&lt;br /&gt;Edwen: "No, they lose money as a matter of fact."&lt;br /&gt;Matty: "Okay, don't donate liao."&lt;br /&gt;Edwen: "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Matty: "Because KFC is losing money."&lt;br /&gt;Edwen: "So?"&lt;br /&gt;Matty: "Don't let them lose money. I want to support KFC and want them to produce the same finger-licking chicken always!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;leongying: lol yahh, so nice of cos mus watch la haha&lt;br /&gt;yeni: haha dumb chinamen&lt;br /&gt;megan(2 o'clock): no they show wrong. thats l1r4. l1r5 24-.-&lt;br /&gt;megan(8 o'clock): orh okay..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for now. The PSP can't wait any longer. Cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7525684865316225255?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7525684865316225255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7525684865316225255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7525684865316225255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7525684865316225255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-rly.html' title='你是我心内的一首歌, O RLY?'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RyH372xZ4BI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FJUN3Ahuegw/s72-c/16102007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5419921833679517187</id><published>2007-10-24T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:09:30.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>What a day</title><content type='html'>So much to say, where to begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, there was this dialogue session with the principal herself. The strange this is, seats to this once in a lifetime event were reserved only for the supposedly worst class in the cohort and the worst special stream class. As expected, we were hit with the constant barrage of how our PSLE T-score should serve as a guide as to our L1R5 score. Recent tests have shown that this is an inaccurate way of deriving L1R5 scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example A has a T-score of 255, and yet got 36 for his L1R5. The desired result would be a 10, since he is in the special stream. 10. Very nice one, that's the average for a triple science class WITH PRC scholars in it and we're supposed to hit that target? A little far off, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk dragged on to 930 or so. After that was the enterprise fair. Loo scammed Jem's and my money. They were sold out of lark cheongs so he gave us donuts with chocolate toppings-.-". To be fair, the Milo truck was probably the best booth in the whole bonanza. Free flow of chilled Milo, what more can a guy ask for? I got a little bored with the fair after a while though. Went to 3D to play Yugioh and the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe in the heart of the cards!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic stitch-inducer, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a buffet lunch at Han River, fully subsidised by the officers. Of course I went. Only a fool would turn down a free lunch you know. The various barbequed meat were decidedly good in terms of overall texture and flavour, though goodness knows how many cancer-causing charred chunks of animal flesh were being consumed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play badminton after that. A bad idea, that was. The Tampines courts were fully booked, and so were the Pasir Ris ones. Took the bus down to the court at Mingjun's house and what the hell there were malays playing Sepak Takraw there. You know, kicking the coconut-fibered ball around. Ended up in some indoor complex, and that's the worst place to play badminton. The shuttlecock turns invisible, the wind causes the shuttle to boomerang snake all over the place, and random shouting of names that are related to certain people seems to overwhelm the opposition. It was quite fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather happy now, to be honest. My L1R5 squeezed in under 20. 18, to be exact. Yes, that age when we future leaders of Singapore can watch films that provide a more artistic view of life's issues. I saw Wymer with a 9, 3 blokes in 3J with 6, and our resident Wanker with 36. That's 6 times of 6, 4 times of 9, and 2 times of 18. Now, can you somehow re-arrange the figures to form the number 23? Notice how I'm playing with your mind here. It's called mind games, to be exact. Oh wait I think I just found the number 23. It's on my computer screen, because I just drew it out with Paint. Someone turn the danged thing off before it places some curse on me! Pull the plug, you money grubbers at PUB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5419921833679517187?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5419921833679517187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5419921833679517187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5419921833679517187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5419921833679517187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-day.html' title='What a day'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7729159876587349290</id><published>2007-10-22T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:58.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Fixing Things</title><content type='html'>Ignore the post below, this shall be the main post for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through my phone's gallery when I found a picture that I had taken today at the AIDS booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIDS is what you inherit when the Aides mosquito bites you, that's why its called AIDS I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I snapped one of the cardboard cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, some girl named Lina has HIV. However, you won't contract HIV by running with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...will you contract HIV by Dotaing with her?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/Rxy5WEdUlbI/AAAAAAAAAY0/S9pFECGazCU/s1600-h/aa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/Rxy5WEdUlbI/AAAAAAAAAY0/S9pFECGazCU/s320/aa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124174264845768114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/Rxy2iUdUlaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/tAIuZ09Vz74/s1600-h/resize.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/Rxy2iUdUlaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/tAIuZ09Vz74/s320/resize.php.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124171176764282274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gasp. I just used Lina today. Basher Lina lol. GGfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I recalled something. CZH called up my parents because I didn't go for the chinese remedial thing, that conniving swine. He sent some message like, "Guo Wei jin tian mei shang wo de pu xi ke. Xia ci hui ji ming de. Qing ni jiao ta ming tian lai."&lt;br /&gt;Zz another backdoorer. This'll be tricky, it will. Going for the remedial tomorrow I mean. How do you be in two places at once?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7729159876587349290?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7729159876587349290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7729159876587349290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7729159876587349290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7729159876587349290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/fixing-things.html' title='Fixing Things'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/Rxy5WEdUlbI/AAAAAAAAAY0/S9pFECGazCU/s72-c/aa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3727753004912033285</id><published>2007-10-22T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T19:25:46.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The most comical thing happened in the chapel today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing Winning Eleven 10 on the PSP, when the church helper backdoored me and mumbled something out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has this short tongue condition so her speech was rather incomprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed she was asking me not to play so I stowed it away for later use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she spoke again in a slower tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not asking you not to play, just don't put your feet on the kneeling pad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of pointless though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a talk at the tower hall, ostensibly to convince students to visit Mount Kinabalu. Fat chance anybody with height anxieties will go though, and that includes the person who's typing this little nugget out for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down for recess, and I was bestowed with yet another lesson in life. When buying from the Chinese Kitchen stall, always ask for extra rice or you'll be scammed badly. It'll leave your pockets bleeding, trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3727753004912033285?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3727753004912033285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3727753004912033285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3727753004912033285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3727753004912033285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/most-comical-thing-happened-in-chapel.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6620845938340589580</id><published>2007-10-21T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T11:35:13.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Expressions</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/omCFKGhe5j8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/omCFKGhe5j8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo kid strikes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/00CAdVmug04"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/00CAdVmug04" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo kid grows taller, gets a yellowish skin shade, dyes hair black and picks up Chinese. Check out the ninja mask too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="351"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/9LsRQys3O6/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/9LsRQys3O6/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="351" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another video on him. I think it's from this Corner with Love TVB serial. It's TVB right? I don't have cable so I wouldn't know. I got pretty much addicted to the song though, replaying it for around seven or eight times. Feels soothing, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is wrong. I've been watching ungodly amounts of Romantic Princess lately. Youtube it and you should be able to locate a few subbed episodes. For some reason, it has replaced anime as the top position of my viewing list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug up some pictures from my phone, which I have not been using much since I got my mp3 player. The PSP has contributed largely to this cause too. Obviously, a dedicated player pwns a integrated one any day, and the games you can find on the PSP makes the mobile games on the handphone look like some 8-bit console program. Think of it in aviation terms as SIA vs Tiger Airways and you're set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey what the hell? Blogger's photo uploading service crashed. Oh well, you can never have too much of a good thing, so later it shall be. Or is it the other way around? I am just too lazy to subscribe for a Photobucket or even a Flickr account, since I have heard that those services just don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Let's just forget about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was browsing through blogs and I found these two tags for you guys to humour yourselves with. Take a gander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  REsim- Says:&lt;br /&gt;October 19, 2007 at 11:09 pm&lt;br /&gt;oh my u never include that i pwned u in boxing too =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# .|ncEnDiA Says:&lt;br /&gt;October 20, 2007 at 12:04 pm&lt;br /&gt;Suspicious object posting above me who incidentally has a penchant for something fangy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else, so that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6620845938340589580?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6620845938340589580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6620845938340589580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6620845938340589580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6620845938340589580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/expressions.html' title='Expressions'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3136846917748245880</id><published>2007-10-21T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:13:28.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Crossroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FWvfu-s5Dh"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FWvfu-s5Dh" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/F3CLl0yBMF"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/F3CLl0yBMF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been lacking the composure to manufacture anything proper as of late; you can all just have two songs to start this very random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dota has been my best friend these few days, basically because there is nothing else to do at home. I missed school on Friday, and aside from the hellish stomachache that struck me when I woke up, the graduation ceremony was more than enough motivation to take the day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, it has been Burnout all the way in school. Syphon Filter while at home requires me to switch between the two games every day. Since SFilter is at 1.2Gb and Burnout occupies 800mb of space, I can't get them into the memory card at the same time. It's a 2Gb weakling by the way. A good proposal would be to start saving some money and buy a snazzy new 4Gb stick from our temple of tech, sim lim square. I could try buying it online as well, as there was this joker retailing at $75.50 a pop. Monetary woes, I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall this quote from a book, "if something's broken, throw it away". How true, maybe Bata should add this tagline under their signboards. You know those cheap Bata shoes that never seem to outlast a year of school life? Yeah, so buy and throw away would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheering IC. Lol so I got assigned this post. Making up cheers for next year's cheering competition. I wonder how I'm going to be able to find the inspiration to even produce one, yet alone five. After all, I haven't exactly been cheery lately. It's been more of a cross between depression and sheer reluctantness, if you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this would be a good time to take a break from blogging. I'd hate to shove posts of such crappy quality in your faces every time. I'll decide another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When love goes away too quickly, it's like a tornado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be listening to the song I embedded now, enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3136846917748245880?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3136846917748245880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3136846917748245880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3136846917748245880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QSO8Z5AnxeE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zomg why am I watching this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-662059203063896229?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/662059203063896229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=662059203063896229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/662059203063896229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2126276380135854166?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2126276380135854166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2126276380135854166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2126276380135854166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2126276380135854166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/www.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7017944719730210405</id><published>2007-10-18T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:44:44.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>It got owned</title><content type='html'>You've got over it already? Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another ambiguous line of speech that projects many a meaning, depending on the target audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have gotten over.. feeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might also have gotten over.. bridging woes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you should have gotten over.. well those matters are best left to one's discretion, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, there was nothing in the first place, was there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that's over with, let's move on to livelier issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to go to Chiang Rai after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumbling at home triumphs over it any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it was all just a facade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the facade vocabulary question correct by the way, even though I wrote "the area in front of a building".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They probably showed some leniency since almost the whole cohort probably didn't have a hell's idea on what a facade is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, random guessing really does help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as quoted from Sun Tze's Art Of War(yes, the book is still in my house), retreat early in a tedious skirmish to avoid heavy losses on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, I've wasted some energy on those lines with no link in between them whatsoever. Moving on to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Singapore Power place after school for the energy saving course yet again. Took the test and left. Surprisingly, there were girls in TKGS-lookalike uniforms there, but everyone knows that an imitation pales in comparison to the original product. You can't expect to score well for a test if you don't study beforehand, and I was left staring blankly at the little quiz. Handed up a shoddily done piece and collected the free souvenir, which was coincidentally a carabiner with FM radio capabilities. Advanced technology indeed, mates. This goes together with the carabiner I got from the NBQ, and together they form the pwnage Carabiner Duo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Cineleisure with some of the Sec 3 BB people after that for a meal at Kobayashi. I got scammed big time, paying $9.70 for a meal with a drink. The meal compromised of noodles, teppenyaki vegetables, rice balls and some grilled salmon. Complimentary miso soup was included too, for those who care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed a growing phenomenon, which is the forming of new words that are not actual words by placing -ed behind nouns. Examples are PSPed, cabbed, MRTed, towned and the like. I miloed just now! Hmm wait a minute, that didn't come out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I'm waiting for Banglaben and Jem to finish their CCA stuff so we can play. I'm suffering from boredom depression, and solitaire only serves to stoke it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7017944719730210405?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7017944719730210405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7017944719730210405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7017944719730210405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7017944719730210405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-was-probably-just-fickle-moment.html' title='It got owned'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2477705969456107596</id><published>2007-10-17T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:58.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>In the end, it doesn't even matter</title><content type='html'>These few days haven't been very lively, frankly speaking. Pre-exam jitters have evolved, like humankind, into the post-exam fretting. We see people getting upset over their poor marks, and spewing uncouth vulgarities such as Duck(swap 'D' with the letter two letters after it.)everywhere they go. Of course, there is not much point in wishing for a duck unless the occasion calls for it, and it is a rare occasion indeed. Therefore, shall we propose that Duck be changed to Dang? Dang is a informal term a couple of notches below Duck on the vulgarity scale, and thus conforms with our bid to make Singapore a less vulgar place. Vroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the class was brought to some dilapidated tea house somewhere off the boundaries of Katong, though I am of the idea it is somewhere around Raffles Place, since I saw a cross-breed commonly known as the Merlion on the bus ride. The original plan was to maintain Wi-Fi connection with the 3K bus along the journey, thus preserving our Burnout joy. However, this was not to be, as the 3K bus was of a state worse than the SBS buses you see everywhere. To give you an idea of how disastrous a condition it was in, let me tell you that it was lagging behind by ten bus lengths even though we had a pig weighing in at five hundred pounds on our bus(actually, make that three pigs). Some other entertainment in the form of songs and podcasts were provided though, so I didn't really mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the aforementioned dump not too long after. One of the porky pigs got off the bus to settle the arrangements with the staff there, and we felt the elevation of the bus rise significantly, like Matty when he sees Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to digress, a conversation we had on MSN just now while waiting for the inhouse to start. We were busy discussing the regulations of the Crossfire LAN shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=4][b]x[/b][/c]layer[c=4][b]P[/b][/c]yroflare[c=4][b]m[/b][/c]atthew ©  2002 - says:&lt;br /&gt;i holidays i go work there(Crossfire)&lt;br /&gt;#35 Kenneth x[IceMilo]x 2B'06            不用擔心的太多, 我會一直好好過 says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;#35 Kenneth x[IceMilo]x 2B'06            不用擔心的太多, 我會一直好好過 says:&lt;br /&gt;matty&lt;br /&gt;` ahsNCC.:: C S PEH ::.Charlie`o7                    `[b]La Byle[/b] is my name.                  It took that long. says:&lt;br /&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;Nagisa says:&lt;br /&gt;some looly&lt;br /&gt;Nagisa says:&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;[a=1][c=4][::ßÏŻżÄЯΘ::][/c]  It's not something you can just tell your mind to end..[/a] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;` ahsNCC.:: C S PEH ::.Charlie`o7                    `[b]La Byle[/b] is my name.                  It took that long. says:&lt;br /&gt;who will hire you&lt;br /&gt;[a=1][c=4][::ßÏŻżÄЯΘ::][/c]  It's not something you can just tell your mind to end..[/a] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;[c=4][b]x[/b][/c]layer[c=4][b]P[/b][/c]yroflare[c=4][b]m[/b][/c]atthew ©  2002 - says:&lt;br /&gt;u got friendly staff from then on&lt;br /&gt;Nagisa says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;[a=1][c=4][::ßÏŻżÄЯΘ::][/c]  It's not something you can just tell your mind to end..[/a] says:&lt;br /&gt;HIRE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;#35 Kenneth x[IceMilo]x 2B'06            不用擔心的太多, 我會一直好好過 says:&lt;br /&gt;they looking for staff not food&lt;br /&gt;[a=1][c=4][::ßÏŻżÄЯΘ::][/c]  It's not something you can just tell your mind to end..[/a] says:&lt;br /&gt;you go there they whack u&lt;br /&gt;[a=1][c=4][::ßÏŻżÄЯΘ::][/c]  It's not something you can just tell your mind to end..[/a] says:&lt;br /&gt;u cant afford to offend anyone&lt;br /&gt;[c=4][b]x[/b][/c]layer[c=4][b]P[/b][/c]yroflare[c=4][b]m[/b][/c]atthew ©  2002 - says:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;` ahsNCC.:: C S PEH ::.Charlie`o7                    `[b]La Byle[/b] is my name.                  It took that long. says:&lt;br /&gt;matty getting owned&lt;br /&gt;[c=4][b]x[/b][/c]layer[c=4][b]P[/b][/c]yroflare[c=4][b]m[/b][/c]atthew ©  2002 - says:&lt;br /&gt;i got black belt&lt;br /&gt;[a=1][c=4][::ßÏŻżÄЯΘ::][/c]  It's not something you can just tell your mind to end..[/a] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty with a black belt. Let your imagination run amok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were soon escorted by some China &lt;s&gt;prostitutes&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;scammers&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;cheap laborers&lt;/s&gt; staff into their humble abode. And when I say humble, I mean humble. The stairs leading up into the place were drastically in need of a repair. I speculate that it will collapse in good time, probably when the next few classes visit. Sayonara to you, good sirs. Prepare your parachutes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they brought us up to the uppermost storey of the cheapskate palace. This was after they made us remove our shoes to avoid staining their already dusty floor any further. It was here that I experienced racial discrimination for the first time in my life. We had already settled down at this cozy spot, situated a comfortable distance away from the central gathering area, when this China staff told us to move to another table. Presuming that they wanted us to join the rest of the congregation, we complied. However, a few minutes later, some PRC scholars swarmed the vacated table without any intervention! This is obviously rigged, and we were all swallowed by the jowls of the evil Chinamen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, this old female hailing from native China showed us how to make snowskin mooncakes. I dozed off in the middle of the lecture, so there's nothing much I can say of this segment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, but I stayed awake for the course on the preparation of tea though. I suppose you can say that the guy(or the term that resembles guy but with another vowel in the middle instead of 'u')probably had more yin than yang in his yin-yang ratio. This is probably responsible for the, shall we say, flowery and smoochy voice we were exposed to for a whole fifteen minutes or so. I lost the gist of it along the way, and so did the others, thus some rather chaotic tea-making took place. To better illustrate this scene, let me tell you that our boiler flashed like some crazed flashbang twice, we used two kettles of water to prepare the entire bag of tea leaves, and you could see a Ju Hua Tai(Crysenthemum Platform)in our drainage system in which you were supposed to dispose of your junk. Oh yeah, they also served some light refreshments such as cream puffs and tea eggs. Something tingled in me when the plate touched our tables, since Chinamen are always up to no good. Apparently, I was proved right when they brought up a whole stock of cream puffs and tea eggs to sell, at two dollars for four and one dollar for one respectively. Nice one, stimulating hunger then flooding the market with cheap mass-produced goods that sold at high prices one can expect of such a piranha shop. Those conniving buggers! I didn't get any pictures to show you all since capturing such poor scenery would only lower the resolutions of my camera, which is already low enough at 2 megapixels thank you very much. Okay now KThxBai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left soon after, and got back to the bus. It was raining by the way, and everyone knows that the rain brings good fortune. The early birds who flocked to the bus got a free performance of a particular being proclaiming his/her/its beauty. There you have it, your candidate for the most sarcastic statement of the year. It should even win a Nobel, this holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some distortion of popular tunes such as Wo Ke Yi, Qian Li Zhi Wai, Fa Ru Xue and Ge Qian took place during the ride back. Fortunately, I had packed my earphones and was ready to plop them in prior to any emergencies. There was no such chance however, as I was already laughing too hard at the horribly abridged melodies of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at school shortly after, and took the bus 17 home like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumbling went on, and before I knew it the day had passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had the Mock Exam today. I suffered from the worst possible mind block possible, as I always do when I see marked boxes on a plain white paper. The whole of recess was spent playing Burnout, and there were two new additions to the rumbling, namely Ashley the Peh and L#L the Wankie. Wankie had a sad day today, getting his L#L's worth pwned in Burnout, breaking his PSP charger and temporarily losing his memory stick. Coincidentally, the two new PSPs are white. You know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;It means there's an imbalanced ratio of 5:2 PSPs in between our two classes. Black FTW as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there was a financial literacy course after that, for those who bother. Basically, it teaches you how easy it is to win on the stock market so kiddos can earn your first million as if it were Monopoly money. That's a good idea, that is. Let's all buy some owning stocks soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this somewhere: "Sometimes it's just not worth trying anymore". The thing is, when is this sometime? I guess it was probably in this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RxYHbUdUlYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9hXTjnIWLxA/s1600-h/WC3ScrnShot_101607_225858_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RxYHbUdUlYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9hXTjnIWLxA/s320/WC3ScrnShot_101607_225858_04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122289792110073218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they didn't have to try anymore since the Doc here is imbalanced. Loo should feel honoured since he's getting some free publicity. Though it's partially censored to protect the distributor's interest, you're free to guess. Just don't guess on the tagboard can liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second part of the Mock Exam tomorrow, cheerio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2477705969456107596?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2477705969456107596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2477705969456107596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2477705969456107596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2477705969456107596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-end-it-doesnt-even-matter.html' title='In the end, it doesn&apos;t even matter'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RxYHbUdUlYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9hXTjnIWLxA/s72-c/WC3ScrnShot_101607_225858_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-4175218431283039290</id><published>2007-10-15T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T20:31:09.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like..Ying</title><content type='html'>The love story of the reclusive Looly has been exposed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.sekainome.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, Like..Ying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Let's go to ********^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-4175218431283039290?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/4175218431283039290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=4175218431283039290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4175218431283039290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4175218431283039290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/likeying.html' title='Like..Ying'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3458436618035910036</id><published>2007-10-14T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:59.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Times</title><content type='html'>I have been rumbling over the past few days, and have realised something. Rumbling cures most ailments, whether physical, mental or emotional. Maybe F=MA(Matty&amp;Abby) should try some rumbling sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was dragged out by parents today to Orchard, so there was no rumbling for the most part. I saw interesting stuff there though. Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RxIK6UdUlXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3BvwYcO-N90/s1600-h/14102007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RxIK6UdUlXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3BvwYcO-N90/s320/14102007(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121167723314058610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that's fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another issue I've been facing lately is Initial D Street Stage. The opponents are too hard liao! Try dunno how many times and still cannot win. Aiyo.. nvm play some more haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else's really been happening. I'm quite pleased with my results actually, and  my Chem and Physics will most probably own so I don't have to drop to combined science. I really hope some people drop though, and on top of the hit list is Buttie. That GLKP guy has got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it has been happy times. So for now, Vroom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3458436618035910036?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3458436618035910036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3458436618035910036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3458436618035910036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3458436618035910036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-times.html' title='Happy Times'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RxIK6UdUlXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3BvwYcO-N90/s72-c/14102007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7838114646705910032</id><published>2007-10-12T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:48:23.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Two Days of Sheer Oblivion</title><content type='html'>Okay, let's start from Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Thursday was mostly spent at home on the computer. Rumbling and more rumbling. It got a little boring later, so I decided to go for the Energy Saving Course instead. A breath of fresh air does everybody good right? Bad choice. I fell asleep in the cozy little room they had set aside for the lesson, and the instructor was apparently not happy at all. So, now I have to calculate my the electricity usage of my house. Geegee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Balls of Fury at Orchard Cineleisure after that. It was quite funny, worth the money on a Thursday night I guess, which is $7.50. The same can't be said for the exorbitant price on weekends, so Princess might be the one haven for those with tight pockets. You might get extra company such as cockroaches and banglas with lecherous intentions though, so beware. Anyway, the show was short. Started at 6.10, ended at 7.40. That's inclusive of commercials. Do the math, and you'll find that the  movie only lasted about 80 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that to rumble, and my LAN shop was raided in the middle of the night by the relevant authorities known as the police force(I'm using analogies here again). I was happily playing, when suddenly the lights went off(oh no!). My computer screen went blank a few moments later, and I realised the police had cut power to my house! My computer was lagging all the way the next day, dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back some papers anyway, namely Chinese, History and AMath. I was rather suprised at my Chinese results, since I thought I would at least get an 80 on it(just kidding=o). I barely scraped through actually, which is good since this paper was quite hard. AMath was expected, 33/80. History was a pleasant kick in the head though. It appears that relentless spamming of facts gets the marks any old day. The poor CA marks, which is derived from me not handing up assignments punctually, pulled it down one grade(damn it!). The warmth of the PSP kept me cheery though. 4 people playing over Wi-Fi really does drain the battery fast, so bringing a charger might not be such a bad idea after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Read if you play Dota&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to rumble. There's this guy who joined the rumbling recently. His Bnet name is Tenghui, so his real life name should be Tenghui as well? The guy from 2a last year, you know? I got a little torked off after he kept disconnecting in the middle of games, and it did not help matters that he maphacks in every game he plays. This enables him to be the first to run, yet this bugger never warns his lane-mate about ambushes, and mostly results in the death of the lane-mate, which was coincidentally me. The hypocrite said he had no health and had to run. 300/600 life(somewhere there), full mana on a Medusa and he didn't even bother to let off a Chain or two. I'd much rather have Rectiple thanks very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just like pasting song lyrics into your post? It takes up a hell lot of space, so the number of words I have to produce on my own are kept to the barest minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a **** about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t believe in you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn my spinning head&lt;br /&gt;Decisions that made my bed&lt;br /&gt;Now I must lay in it&lt;br /&gt;And deal with things I left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dive into you&lt;br /&gt;Forget what you’re going through&lt;br /&gt;I get behind, make your move&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a **** about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t believe in you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you talk about how you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t believe it’s true anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been here before&lt;br /&gt;One day a week&lt;br /&gt;And it won’t hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caught me in a lie&lt;br /&gt;I have no alibi&lt;br /&gt;The words you say don't have a meaning&lt;br /&gt;Cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a **** about you&lt;br /&gt;And I...and so this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t believe in you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you talk about how you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t believe it’s true anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye, yeah (x 3)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7838114646705910032?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7838114646705910032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7838114646705910032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7838114646705910032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7838114646705910032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-days-of-sheer-oblivion.html' title='Two Days of Sheer Oblivion'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5971048086039999663</id><published>2007-10-09T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:25:12.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese-esque</title><content type='html'>Chinese was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very very easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very very very easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complacency through self-influence always seems to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It provides a similar effect to Vroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, there is a new vocab to increase motivation too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dango!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first you tell yourself, Vroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, if that doesn't work, Dango!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dango, coincidentally, is the animated marshmallow on Clannad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some new anime which I would starting watching from tomorrow onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These one-liners should be ending by tomorrow too, since I will have much more time to effectuate some proper posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, its just Vroom, and Dango too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much luck for tomorrow, I guess we'll need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5971048086039999663?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5971048086039999663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5971048086039999663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5971048086039999663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5971048086039999663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/chinese-esque.html' title='Chinese-esque'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6669639655926222062</id><published>2007-10-08T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:20:10.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vroom'/><title type='text'>Vroom Pt.4</title><content type='html'>I should establish a new label called "Vroom", there seems to have been many posts of late that fall under this category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another rushed day. Physics was really hard, completely unlike what I had expected. Not going to do very well for this, so its probably a sure-fire GeeGee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Chia's house again to study. This time it was Chinese. Chinese soon turned to Blind Mice which then culminated in complete horsing around at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;This section shall be left blank. You can work your imagination to figure out what happened.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 8. Its 9.15 already. Vroom for chinese I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6669639655926222062?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6669639655926222062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6669639655926222062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6669639655926222062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6669639655926222062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/vroom-pt4.html' title='Vroom Pt.4'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-4889153158453278999</id><published>2007-10-07T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T20:04:12.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Vroom Pt.3</title><content type='html'>This is part 3 of the Vroom series, a segment on the somewhat quicker paces of my life at certain points of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browsing on other peoples' blogs, I have noticed a common factor. All are worried that they will be unable to finish their revisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, some have already completed about half, and have the whole Sunday to read the other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am only at Chapter 4 as of 8pm on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there is only one way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Vroom is here to save the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inexplicable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think of Vroom, and everything is solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-4889153158453278999?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/4889153158453278999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=4889153158453278999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4889153158453278999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/4889153158453278999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/vroom-pt3.html' title='Vroom Pt.3'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3631499526499157317</id><published>2007-10-07T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:59.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Dota and Physics, no sugar added</title><content type='html'>Hello ladies and gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above line must have come from listening to too much mrbrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The podcasts churned out by him have proven to be a good accompaniment to studying; extensive testing concur with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are three papers left in my exam timetable, namely Physics, Chinese and EMath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics should be nothing to worry about, a quick glance through the book later and I should be all set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, like Physics, can be completed without breaking a sweat, or even a stench. More commonly known as the subject "pass can liao", I shall only be devoting three hours at most to prepare for this subject for which I have utter disregard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leaves EMath. Not too concerned about it though, since my EMath has always been sub-par, unlike my AMath which is disastrous. Mystifying isn't it. Both are maths, yet one sucks and the other scrapes through every time. Assured of at least a 60, if my mid-year Emath luck is able to sustain its streak. That was a 62 by the way, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to further take my mind off these holysheet examinations, Dota has been prescribed. Played until 4am on Saturday morning with the usual suspects. Looly dozed off in the middle of one game and left his Naix at the neutral creeps. Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwhpzkdUlUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/7IM71PE39po/s1600-h/WC3ScrnShot_own.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwhpzkdUlUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/7IM71PE39po/s320/WC3ScrnShot_own.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118457311187473730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho time to own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/Rwhx2UdUlWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IEW7l2g_7Bs/s1600-h/WC3ScrnShot_100607og.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/Rwhx2UdUlWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IEW7l2g_7Bs/s320/WC3ScrnShot_100607og.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118466154525136226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people seem to have adopted a "the exams are over woohoo/ yippee/ whee!" mentality. That seems to be the case, as there are only three days left to liberty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time for Physics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3631499526499157317?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3631499526499157317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3631499526499157317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3631499526499157317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3631499526499157317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/dota-and-physics-no-sugar-added.html' title='Dota and Physics, no sugar added'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwhpzkdUlUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/7IM71PE39po/s72-c/WC3ScrnShot_own.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-324249917436185466</id><published>2007-10-06T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:59.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Mistaken</title><content type='html'>Recently, some appalling news have reached my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that the emails mangekyo_muacks@hotmail.com, and shangbo_loves_you@hotmail.com are actually me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also known as "Shang Ko".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to state my utter distaste for "Shangs" of any sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I would like to clear my name, as anything related to Shang is corrupted and fiendish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SU2AVlqTgrQ"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SU2AVlqTgrQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video, if you will, of my desktop at the time when both of these idiots as well as yours truly were online. How is it possible to have 3 instant messengers on at the same time? The video also clearly depicts me having windows live on at that time, yet there are 2 Shang Kos online? Try to explain this,if you will. Don't wrongly accuse people if you can't. I admit, I might be a little immature at times, but this is way off-limits. Don't just pin the onus on any random target just because you don't know the identity of the real masquerader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture too should justify this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwebOEdUlTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pbkFdi5jfUY/s1600-h/06102007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwebOEdUlTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pbkFdi5jfUY/s320/06102007(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118230167547057458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this suffice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this has to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-324249917436185466?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/324249917436185466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=324249917436185466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/324249917436185466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/324249917436185466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/mistaken.html' title='Mistaken'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwebOEdUlTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pbkFdi5jfUY/s72-c/06102007(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2048227706178975115</id><published>2007-10-05T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:09:59.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Rumbling and Vroom Pt.2</title><content type='html'>You must all be really drained now, so let's have an update of Thursday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the Chemistry paper yesterday, and boy was it owning indeed. Miss Tay made no jokes when she said it was gonna be harder than the previous year's. The 2006 variant was nothing compared to it, and it made the ten year series seem like a colouring book by comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I managed to complete it, except for 2 questions. 4 marks gone, plus some things that I'm sure to get wrong too; that adds up to roughly 6 marks. The only solace I can draw from this is that some people actually confused the question format with that of history. 3 questions choose 1. Haha GeeGee if you were stupid enough to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was good. Something to own the China scholars at. Other than facade, everything else was a breeze. Summary was the easiest I'd ever seen, and the passages were really, really, really nothing at all. It must have looked like Sanskrit to the PRC scholars though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sell my bugged iPod mini to some idiot today, who thought that he could make a cheap deal of $65. Well he was wrong. Remember I told you the battery life is only three hours? Victory is sweet. Deceit is the best form of offense. Sun Tze's Art of War says so, no arguments!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Chia's house again after that. Arrived at around 3:50pm, by which time the usual playground rumblings were already underway. And.. I discovered a secret. Wankie and Chia also managed to uncover this hidden fact! So.. what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conforming with the policy of not attacking the enemy directly as stated in Sun Tze's   &lt;br /&gt;sacred texts(yes it owns, no arguments!), I shall perform some large-scale alteration on today's happenings. Keep in mind all events as described are real, they are just not in the original form haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playground Wars&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Edmund, Chia, and Wankie were present.&lt;br /&gt;With this in mind, can you figure out who's who?&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;It was time for Hong Kong to make his assault. Only one obstacle stood in the way of his invasion of China. The Great Wall Of China! Fortunately, for some unknown reasons, there was a slide passing through the wall that lead into China's territory.&lt;br /&gt;Evil Hong Kong grinned in pleasure. Walking up the ramp, his Hong Kong feet sticking to the slope like Spiderman to a wall, he dodged the ren min bis that were being flung his way. Now he was right in front of the wall. Hong Kong raised his right leg to an obtuse angle, preparing to penetrate the cowering China's defences, when there was a loud "RIP". Peering down into his lower regions, he noticed that his pelvis had been exposed! Just then, a gust of wind blew past and the surrounding nations, namely China, Singapore and Australia saw the truth, and nothing but the truth. A pair of briefs in the form of an American flag peered out from the depths of the Hong Kong suburbs. The Hong Kong trooper is actually an American spy on espionage! Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get a picture of the ruined pants. Here it is. As you can see, it would make a very suitable outfit for the likes of Hardo Gay indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwYnL0dUlSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AtEU2bi7lQE/s1600-h/05102007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwYnL0dUlSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AtEU2bi7lQE/s320/05102007(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117821110566819106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also humour yourself with a clip of China playing Blind Mice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmh86j6Ebdc"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmh86j6Ebdc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this section is dedicated to a particular someone.&lt;br /&gt;(Courtesy of Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;Mental retardation is a term for a pattern of persistently slow learning of basic motor and language skills ("milestones") during childhood, and a significantly below-normal global intellectual capacity as an adult. One common criterion for diagnosis of mental retardation is a tested intelligence quotient (IQ) of 70 or below and deficits in adaptive functioning.&lt;br /&gt;People with mental retardation may be described as having developmental disabilities, global developmental delay, or learning difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profound mental retardation- IQ below 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term "black" is often used to denote people whose skin colour pigments far exceeds that of a normal Asian's. Normally, they are retarded too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vroom. Have fun studying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2048227706178975115?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2048227706178975115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2048227706178975115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2048227706178975115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2048227706178975115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/rumbling-and-vroom-pt2.html' title='Rumbling and Vroom Pt.2'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RwYnL0dUlSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AtEU2bi7lQE/s72-c/05102007(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8502472151824958455</id><published>2007-10-03T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:25:55.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideas'/><title type='text'>Probability</title><content type='html'>There is a high probability that my EOY will pwn yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because I have applied the formula of "data studies" into my revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, you must study proportionately with the subject you are taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, Chemistry is 2 hours long. Thus this implies that 4 hours of revision is more than sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a 100% chance to pwn with this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my look at the time, I'd better go study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken essence will solve the lack of sleep, so I can plough on without fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brands pwn by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8502472151824958455?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8502472151824958455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8502472151824958455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8502472151824958455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8502472151824958455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/probability.html' title='Probability'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2536619994908786018</id><published>2007-10-02T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T17:56:44.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Vroom!</title><content type='html'>Yeah that's what I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like some owning Burnout car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's A-Math paper was hard. I don't think I will be using it anyway so let's throw it in the bin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS paper was no kick. Finished the thing 10 minutes before the exam ended oh my! Wankie had not done a part of the SEQ so GeeGee to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng I studied Chapter 4 and 6 yesterday, or not GeeGee to me also, since Chapter 2 and 3 were completely missing from the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damned scams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This proves that you must cross-refer among sources! So I consulted a few sources yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway SS was about babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to write something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is a lack of babies because there is a lack in the egg production rate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the source immediately differed from my answer and I was forced to change it to,&lt;br /&gt;"There are fewer babies because nowadays people are like Kelvin and love money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote till my hand ached for SEQ. Ouch it'll be worse tomorrow I think. GEOG AND HISTORY LEH OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What I'm studying now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History: Chap 2.1, 3.2&lt;br /&gt;Geography: Chap 2,5,6. Plus notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy those in Lit. Maybe I should have gone there too. It beats reading about Hitler vs General Yamashita. Mierda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2536619994908786018?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2536619994908786018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2536619994908786018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2536619994908786018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2536619994908786018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/10/vroom.html' title='Vroom!'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-4816313871254557906</id><published>2007-09-30T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:01:05.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>666 Baby</title><content type='html'>Oh my, today some imbalanced events disturbed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to download "The Omen" from Bitcomet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's some spookfest that dwells on the significance of the number "666".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"666" has long been related to occult affairs, matters of which shall be skipped as Christians should shun such activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the show was really scary. The devil baby thing was the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it had a "666" tattoo on its shoulder. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qi Yuwu should get a "881" on his too, as a movie tie-in of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the show led me to ponder the truth behind this dreaded combination of numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wake up at 6 in the morning(which is what I do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take two dice and roll. "66" is the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You absent-mindedly press on a calculator. The display reads "666".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents give you 6 dollars for pocket money(mine don't, those scrooges!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take the bus 66 to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking you away from your block 666.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the 6th floor on which you reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching your school, you head for your classroom, 6Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because you have retained in your school for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You play blackjack with your friends. Get a hand of "6,6,6" and lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fork over the 6 bucks to your grinning classmate, who looks like he just had some hawt "63X".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stupidly stick you finger into the power point, and get shocked with 66 volts worth of electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take 6 subjects, your mental capacity of 6 bytes cant support any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You score 66 marks in the Geog test and feel elated, only to find out the teacher marked it wrongly. Gee Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ends at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take the bus back to your house, once again 66 and 666.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the bed, you revise the 6 subjects that will be tested for the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you feel bored and turn your 666mhz computer on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type out a blog entry, your 66th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee Gee once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-4816313871254557906?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/4816313871254557906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=4816313871254557906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Duel!</title><content type='html'>Oh my god, I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching Yugioh Duel Monsters in between studying slots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the mrbrown song also perks me up somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need He-man's "I HAVE THE POWERRRRRR", and I'm set to study till 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5051939612149939760?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5051939612149939760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5051939612149939760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5051939612149939760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5051939612149939760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/duel.html' title='Duel!'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5772812689482910112</id><published>2007-09-30T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T11:15:43.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Oh my</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/AXTZf7Y7Wq"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/AXTZf7Y7Wq" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always listen to what my Garmen tell me,&lt;br /&gt;Work harder work longer cannot Jia Liao Bi;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t retire must keep working for the economy,&lt;br /&gt;Now garmen says I 85 years old then will Mati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrous:&lt;br /&gt;It’s your CPF Garmen take care for you,&lt;br /&gt;Die die also must wait it’s the best deal!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot give you too early wait you anyhow spend.&lt;br /&gt;Its for your own good, Garmen is your best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Garmen now scared I will live too long&lt;br /&gt;Be a burden to nation that is why they Bey Song!&lt;br /&gt;Now all have to buy old people annuity,&lt;br /&gt;Got no bonus to collect if we die early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrous:&lt;br /&gt;It’s your CPF Garmen take care for you,&lt;br /&gt;Die die also must wait it’s the best deal!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot give you too early wait you anyhow spend,&lt;br /&gt;Its for your own good, Garmen is your best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55 then 65 now goodness no end!&lt;br /&gt;You had waited 30 years you can wait another 10.&lt;br /&gt;The withdrawal date is moved like the wind,&lt;br /&gt;By the time you get your money back can buy coffin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrous:&lt;br /&gt;It’s your CPF Garmen take care for you,&lt;br /&gt;Die die also must wait it’s the best deal!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot give you too early wait you anyhow spend,&lt;br /&gt;Its for your own good, Garmen is your best friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5772812689482910112?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5772812689482910112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5772812689482910112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5772812689482910112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5772812689482910112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-my.html' title='Oh my'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-538207117285667465</id><published>2007-09-29T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:21:09.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiongster</title><content type='html'>Due to a late start in revising, I have resorted to the last studying technique known to mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed reading involves spending less than 2 minute average on a page, yet being able to recite the whole page without looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tiring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes your heart beat faster every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having this feeling for the next 3 or 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I can cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet something tells me I should be able to manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden motives to do well for the exams I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time to continue on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is what I have finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 Days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of AMath and whole of Geography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I make it in time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-538207117285667465?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/538207117285667465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=538207117285667465' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>E-Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvuTUkdUlQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wfhsS6SwCXA/s1600-h/27092007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvuTUkdUlQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wfhsS6SwCXA/s320/27092007(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114843783402657026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Compilation of Thoughts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised something. It is near impossible to study with the computer on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my A-Math in to do at 600, and at 645 I was already watching Family Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened. I just kept clicking the mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha maybe I should throw the Lan cable away or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get below 20 for L1R5 for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yihan says top five in class is possible even if I start today, that's both imba and impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Wankie's birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some new songs to listen to while studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, lastly, I need to solve this computer usage problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8083557375214046816?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8083557375214046816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8083557375214046816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8083557375214046816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8083557375214046816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/e-learning.html' title='E-Learning'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvuTUkdUlQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wfhsS6SwCXA/s72-c/27092007(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-1071271531895907693</id><published>2007-09-26T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:02:57.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phenomenons'/><title type='text'>Omgwfbbqzor!</title><content type='html'>Wow BB14 won Gold Honour Roll in the NBQ 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-1071271531895907693?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/1071271531895907693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=1071271531895907693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/1071271531895907693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/1071271531895907693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/omgwfbbqzor.html' title='Omgwfbbqzor!'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7774713491191198932</id><published>2007-09-26T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:52:54.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Joy to the World!</title><content type='html'>I've noticed that short posts have become something of a hit lately, so let's have a shot at one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence plunges my consciousness into a state of surrealism~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, that's imba. Now let's try a poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day that the wind blew I tried to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, the rain kept on falling till I couldn't see you&lt;br /&gt;How much longer until I can be beside you again?&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day to turn clear, maybe I’ll be a little better then&lt;br /&gt;Long ago, a person loved you for so long&lt;br /&gt;But the wind kept on blowing, widening the gap so much further&lt;br /&gt;So difficult, I have another day to love again&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that, at the end of the tale you still said, Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho that's not original actually. It's lyrics from a song oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder why people keep emphasizing on cleanliness when there are other more pressing matters such as examinations on hand. The classic line known as "Because of the piece of paper at the back, I wasn't able to concentrate on the lesson!" was noted in class today. How imba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are drawing near, yet I am unable to feel any form of stress at all. Imba revision starts soon, with a one-shot studying regime of 6 hours on weekdays. Owning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7774713491191198932?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7774713491191198932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7774713491191198932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7774713491191198932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7774713491191198932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/joy-to-world.html' title='Joy to the World!'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7455512702164216259</id><published>2007-09-25T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:04:18.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Shi Shui De Ai Ah</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/sbp7JOIH7U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/sbp7JOIH7U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;敦煌古墓的沙粒&lt;br /&gt;带着我们的际遇&lt;br /&gt;我从半路看回去&lt;br /&gt;这秦关漫漫好蜿踞&lt;br /&gt;梦想穿过了西域&lt;br /&gt;包含了多少的缠意&lt;br /&gt;爱情像一本游记&lt;br /&gt;我会找寻它的密语&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@看..月牙湾下的泪光&lt;br /&gt;在丝路之上被遗忘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#是谁的心啊 孤单的留下&lt;br /&gt;他还好吗 我多想爱他&lt;br /&gt;那永恒的泪 那一句话&lt;br /&gt;也许可能蒸发&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;是谁的爱啊 又为谁降下&lt;br /&gt;轻声呼唤 就让我融化&lt;br /&gt;那一滴雨水 演化成我翅膀&lt;br /&gt;向着我爱的人 追吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦想穿过了西域&lt;br /&gt;包含了多少的缠意&lt;br /&gt;爱情像一本游记&lt;br /&gt;我会找寻它的密语&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat @ # &amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat # &amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7455512702164216259?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7455512702164216259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7455512702164216259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7455512702164216259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7455512702164216259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/shi-shui-de-ai-ah.html' title='Shi Shui De Ai Ah'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-277727005100041289</id><published>2007-09-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:48:27.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gLt73xSJlAM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gLt73xSJlAM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Family Guy and you'll understand right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, try http://familyguynow.com/. It works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-277727005100041289?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/277727005100041289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=277727005100041289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/277727005100041289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/277727005100041289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/watch-family-guy-and-youll-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-2353950361923934243</id><published>2007-09-23T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T11:55:13.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Oh my, Something Imba here</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, Jinghan showed me a blog post about a certain Photonick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eventually found my way to his Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I added him, and waited for the fun to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the message in its unabridged form,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Photonick! I heard about you from my friend! Your photo taking skills very pro one right! Hahah then I would like you to take my photos too leh:):):):):) I using my bros acc cos i lost the password to mine ahhh sianzz haha hmmhmm! I'm very hot one you know, i have a horuglass figure and my eyes are like big and round! I think i am more chio then the girls you have taken so far can! hahaz im so hot my frens call me sexy krystal. My names krystal btw! I saw ur photo, you look so charming and ultra shuai! haha maybe we can go out together neh muackz:):):):) i never had my photo taken my a pro photographer before! i wanna show my frens so they'll be like so jealous hehe. Im so00 bad right! HAHA! Add me!! Love you! I want PHOTOS WHEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this works, I'm a genius I tell ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-2353950361923934243?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/2353950361923934243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=2353950361923934243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2353950361923934243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/2353950361923934243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-my-something-imba-here.html' title='Oh my, Something Imba here'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-3924852715594009718</id><published>2007-09-23T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:10:00.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Meepok and Puck Pt.2</title><content type='html'>Some uneventful things have been happening lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I haven't started studying, not one page. Gonna get owned oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I got chased around the parade square by a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I saw an antique at the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvVFdUdUlPI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AJuiVaPl9TM/s1600-h/22092007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvVFdUdUlPI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AJuiVaPl9TM/s320/22092007(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113069321959281906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imba, you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-3924852715594009718?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/3924852715594009718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=3924852715594009718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3924852715594009718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/3924852715594009718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/meepok-and-puck-pt2.html' title='Meepok and Puck Pt.2'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvVFdUdUlPI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AJuiVaPl9TM/s72-c/22092007(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8064365132484460914</id><published>2007-09-22T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T12:14:20.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Puck</title><content type='html'>This place was never the same again&lt;br /&gt;After you came and went&lt;br /&gt;How can you say you meant anything different&lt;br /&gt;To anyone standing alone&lt;br /&gt;On the street with a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;On the first night we met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look to the past&lt;br /&gt;And remember and smile&lt;br /&gt;And maybe tonight&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe for awhile&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the scene&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' asleep&lt;br /&gt;But then all that it means is&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be dreaming of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8064365132484460914?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8064365132484460914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8064365132484460914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8064365132484460914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8064365132484460914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/puck.html' title='Puck'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-202748098050683333</id><published>2007-09-22T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:26:25.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Video Log</title><content type='html'>3 posts in one night. What am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have some owning videos to recommend you all. Slowly browse ba lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ks2YNdDuJJ8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ks2YNdDuJJ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owning ad that you should have seen on TV before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YxcxWtl9Xjc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YxcxWtl9Xjc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the pink rabbit thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L4QUrGATpvc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L4QUrGATpvc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo yo yo yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m5ORfs4SIso"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m5ORfs4SIso" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-202748098050683333?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/202748098050683333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=202748098050683333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/202748098050683333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/202748098050683333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/video-log.html' title='Video Log'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-8155548325873546046</id><published>2007-09-22T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:10:00.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Follow-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPrsUdUlOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tXFA19BUeFQ/s1600-h/Dodge+Viper_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPrsUdUlOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tXFA19BUeFQ/s320/Dodge+Viper_13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112689148634109154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff done using Paint, the noob-friendly photo editor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, I wonder who Shang Ko is. Rumours about the supposed brother of Shang Bo have been spread far and wide. In fact, he's sitting on my lists of contacts now, unable to harass me since I have long blocked him. To think "Shang Ko" actually thought I was of female gender when he first added me. An invitation to the DHL balloon was instantly met with a click on the block key, however. Some 18 Dragons' Shang Ko, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I think my A-Math owns now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-8155548325873546046?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/8155548325873546046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=8155548325873546046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8155548325873546046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/8155548325873546046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/follow-up.html' title='Follow-up'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPrsUdUlOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tXFA19BUeFQ/s72-c/Dodge+Viper_13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-9202901397836403973</id><published>2007-09-21T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:10:01.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>PSP Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPblkdUlKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/lTX7LRPq1GU/s1600-h/scei2_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPblkdUlKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/lTX7LRPq1GU/s320/scei2_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112671440483947682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I saw when I appropriated Wanker's PSP from his bag today. Ceramic white coated with yellow stains, and in more severe cases, brown. Yuck, I wonder what horrors have befallen this hapless object of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPgnUdUlLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/H9wQmEzhmS4/s1600-h/pink-psp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPgnUdUlLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/H9wQmEzhmS4/s320/pink-psp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112676968106857650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A standard pink PSP. As you can see, standard is no fun at all. Some personalisation you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPhhUdUlMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rSv1Okg3M30/s1600-h/scei2_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPhhUdUlMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rSv1Okg3M30/s320/scei2_011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112677964539270338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot something. It's the debacle that was the Mid Autumn Festival.&lt;br /&gt;Ba Yue Zhong Qiu Sha Ni Niang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dismissal was at 1.40pm for school lessons. Went to 85 with the whole bunch of them for lunch. The vegetable rice(cai fan) there is nice and cheap, since 2 meat, some tofu and an egg cost just $3.50. Owning. Went back to class for remedial after that, and even later on was the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPnDkdUlNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ROmKqReqx9Q/s1600-h/21092007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPnDkdUlNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ROmKqReqx9Q/s320/21092007(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112684050507928786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. The swing of happiness. A word of caution, download at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was kind of disappointing, since we did not get to see any screw-ups perform. Apparently, a screening of sorts had been done before the concert, and all rejects were barred from stage. Bad move, the concert was not as entertaining as it could otherwise have been. On a sidenote, the opera troop was good though. Ordered KFC from the under-par KFC delivery service halfway through the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walkabout after that was a joke. PSPs were brought out and some rumbling got underway. The KFC motorcycle was not there at 7.20pm, the pre-determined time. Several checks were carried out but to no avail. Finally, the money paid for the delivery was refunded, when the delivery man suddenly arrived! Oh my. The Popcorn Chicken, which had grown soggy, was unfinished, and Looly the bucking cheapo polished them all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rumbling happened in the 3L classroom, and a poor lantern burst into flames! Wanker's memory stick went on a journey of self-discovery, wonder where it is now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's boring now. What to do hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, damn you Naruto! Zz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tonight I can breathe for a while..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-9202901397836403973?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/9202901397836403973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=9202901397836403973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/9202901397836403973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/9202901397836403973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/psp-mania_21.html' title='PSP Mania'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPblkdUlKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/lTX7LRPq1GU/s72-c/scei2_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-272449022910733847</id><published>2007-09-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:10:01.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>PSP Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPblkdUlKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/lTX7LRPq1GU/s1600-h/scei2_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPblkdUlKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/lTX7LRPq1GU/s320/scei2_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112671440483947682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I saw when I appropriated Wanker's PSP from his bag today. Ceramic white coated with yellow stains, and in more severe cases, brown. Yuck, I wonder what horrors have befallen this hapless object of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPgnUdUlLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/H9wQmEzhmS4/s1600-h/pink-psp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPgnUdUlLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/H9wQmEzhmS4/s320/pink-psp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112676968106857650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A standard pink PSP. As you can see, standard is no fun at all. Some personalisation you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPhhUdUlMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rSv1Okg3M30/s1600-h/scei2_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPhhUdUlMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rSv1Okg3M30/s320/scei2_011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112677964539270338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot something. It's the debacle that was the Mid Autumn Festival.&lt;br /&gt;Ba Yue Zhong Qiu Sha Ni Niang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dismissal was at 1.40pm for school lessons. Went to 85 with the whole bunch of them for lunch. The vegetable rice(cai fan) there is nice and cheap, since 2 meat, some tofu and an egg cost just $3.50. Owning. Went back to class for remedial after that, and even later on was the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was kind of disappointing, since we did not get to see any screw-ups perform. Apparently, a screening of sorts had been done before the concert, and all rejects were barred from stage. Bad move, the concert was not as entertaining as it could otherwise have been. On a sidenote, the opera troop was good though. Ordered KFC from the under-par KFC delivery service halfway through the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walkabout after that was a joke. PSPs were brought out and some rumbling got underway. The KFC motorcycle was not there at 7.20pm, the pre-determined time. Several checks were carried out but to no avail. Finally, the money paid for the delivery was refunded, when the delivery man suddenly arrived! Oh my. The Popcorn Chicken, which had grown soggy, was unfinished, and Looly the bucking cheapo polished them all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rumbling happened in the 3L classroom, and a poor lantern burst into flames! Wanker's memory stick went on a journey of self-discovery, wonder where it is now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's boring now. What to do hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, damn you Naruto! Zz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-272449022910733847?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/272449022910733847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=272449022910733847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/272449022910733847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/272449022910733847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/psp-mania.html' title='PSP Mania'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/RvPblkdUlKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/lTX7LRPq1GU/s72-c/scei2_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7905990944494944003</id><published>2007-09-20T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:43:42.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Cars and Such</title><content type='html'>Shall go for the one-line style posts again since they're a hell lot easier to produce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.automoblog.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/pink_bugatti_veyron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.automoblog.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/pink_bugatti_veyron.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, a pink Bugatti Veyron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ifunk.net/images/porsche/pink_porsche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://ifunk.net/images/porsche/pink_porsche.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who prefer their Porsches in pink. What fatfat lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.modojo.com/media/features/232/pokemon_car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.modojo.com/media/features/232/pokemon_car.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I didn't know this could actually be bought. Though, the design leaves something to be desired, particularly the ears. With this car, you can't go into multi-storey or basement carparks, for the obvious reason that the ears would break off upon hitting the height marker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sworn not to use the computer, and yet I have failed to honour it again! Oh no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7905990944494944003?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7905990944494944003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7905990944494944003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7905990944494944003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7905990944494944003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/cars-and-such.html' title='Cars and Such'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5536303143821899983</id><published>2007-09-18T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:36:01.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Imbalanced</title><content type='html'>The Ultima Factory, who are the current world record 0-100mph-0 holders, today proved beyond any doubt that the Ultima GTR is the fastest accelerating and deceleratingroad car on the planet by setting a new world record time of 9.8 seconds for the 0-100mph-0 sprint. This is the first ever sub ten seconds 0-100mph-0 recorded in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ultimasports.co.uk/records/images/run2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ultimasports.co.uk/records/images/run2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Record Breaking Ultima GTR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standard factory production specification Ultima GTR was powered by a 377c.i 685bhp Chevrolet V8 engine once again built by American Speed who are the official Original Equipment engine suppliers to Ultima. This engine is a standard part option available from the American Speed pricelist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ultima GTR stormed from 0-60mph in 2.8secs and 0-100mph in 5.8 secs which are in themselves world record times, and braked from 100mph to zero in just 3.6 secs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Marlow, director of Ultima Sports Ltd and driver of the Ultima GTR during the world record run said “Our new world record once again proves that the Ultima GTR is truly the fastest supercar currently available in the world today, and by a substantial margin. What’s more as with all factory spec Ultima’s the devastatingly fast world record breaking GTR is equally at home on the public roads as it’s an absolute pleasure to drive at normal road speeds thanks to the car’s user-friendly nature and smooth power banded engine. We are also currently installing a 640bhp engine into one of our other demonstrators, to be named the Ultima GTR640 in commemoration of all of our existing world records achieved with 640bhp. We look forward to the Stig taking on allcomers around the Top Gear test track in our demonstrator assuming of course that the BBC feel it is appropriate to give our British built sportscar the opportunity to humiliate their current lap record holder the Ferrari Enzo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ultima GTR used on the successful record attempt was fully road legal, fitted with road tyres and was driven to and from the test venue. Once again the world record was strictly conducted, overseen and verified by an official from Datron Technology who are acknowledged by the Guinness Book of Records and the motoring press as official timekeepers, using state of the art Microsat GPS equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A submission has been sent to the Guinness Book of Records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0-100mph-0 comparison times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultima GTR &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.8secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari Enzo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.9secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McLaren F1 LM &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.5secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche Carrera GT &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.6secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagani Zonda &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.8secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche 911 Ruf R Turbo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.1secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari F40 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.8secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamborghini Murcielago &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.9secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aston Martin DB9 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.9secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda NSX Type-R &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.2secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;0-60mph comparison times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultima GTR &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.8secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari Enzo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.4secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McLaren F1 LM &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.2secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche Carrera GT &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.7secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagani Zonda &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.7secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche 911 Ruf R Turbo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.7secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari F40 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.8secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamborghini Murcielago &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.0secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aston Martin DB9 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.0secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda NSX Type-R &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.9secs&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;0-100mph comparison times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultima GTR &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.8secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari Enzo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.7secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McLaren F1 LM &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.3secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche Carrera GT &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.4secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagani Zonda &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.5secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche 911 Ruf R Turbo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.5secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari F40 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.8secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamborghini Murcielago &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.0secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aston Martin DB9 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.2secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda NSX Type-R &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.4secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;100mph-0 braking comparison times&lt;br /&gt;(not including drivers reaction time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultima GTR &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.6secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari Enzo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.0secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McLaren F1 LM &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.6secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche Carrera GT &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.1secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagani Zonda &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.0secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche 911 Ruf R Turbo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.2secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari F40 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.7secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamborghini Murcielago &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.4secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aston Martin DB9 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.4secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda NSX Type-R &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.4secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted Marlow commented “We are particularly delighted that we achieved two 9.8secs world record runs in a row for good measure. Also the data sheet shows that the full potential of the Ultima GTR at the 0-100mph-0 sprint still hasn’t been realized because if you take our fastest recorded 0-100mph time of 5.5secs (achieved during a successful 0-150mph world record run in September 2004 when track temperature was higher) and marry it to our fastest recorded 100mph to zero braking time of 3.6secs, then a low 9 secs 0-100mph-0 run is possible.That’s something to aim for another day.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5536303143821899983?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5536303143821899983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5536303143821899983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5536303143821899983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5536303143821899983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/imbalanced.html' title='Imbalanced'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-5835620712270005855</id><published>2007-09-18T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T17:26:32.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>I was here</title><content type='html'>Just came back to edit the layout, and reply tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching spoofs on Youtube now, damn funny lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YeNi: Lol next chinese new year go yc house again la!&lt;br /&gt;leongying`: yeah, i guess the hood is probably too long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-5835620712270005855?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/5835620712270005855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=5835620712270005855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5835620712270005855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/5835620712270005855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-here.html' title='I was here'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-7683991014701572050</id><published>2007-09-16T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:41:34.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Feeble Life</title><content type='html'>Today is a sad day indeed for humankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the crashing of a budget airline in Phuket. I saw it on the news just now during dinner, and can't help but feel a tinge of pity for these departed souls. The other part of me wants to laugh at them for taking a budget airline. Budget airlines, in my humble opinion, is like choosing a dirty toilet in a hawker center over a luxurious toilet in a hotel room: you get what pay for. Ten cents versus ten hundred dollars. Oh well thats just the cynical bit. Many condolences to the families of those who died in the crash, and hopefully you all can take a message away from this disaster- never take budget airlines, no matter how cheap they might be. Service sucks, seats sucks, and the aeroplane is rigged to crash after a predetermined number of trips, much like a Chery QQ car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preceding this, is the death of professional rally car driver Colin McRae. You might have heard of him from a particular series of racing games: Colin McRae Racing. Although I have never watched rallies, F1 races or anything of the sort before, the memories drawn from the games are enough to tug at a heartstring or two. Yet another condolence sent out, I guess. For those of you who want to know, he died in a helicopter crash. Seems like something is wrong with the air today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's reply some tags while we're at it.&lt;br /&gt;Ehren]I might change you know, and I think i got scammed at yc's house&lt;br /&gt;megan]-.- cfm from 3L one...&lt;br /&gt;anon]lol i have a rough idea alr...&lt;br /&gt;leongying`]yup its a s2000, chio eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virtua Tennis 3 finally finished downloading today, time to try out some tennis. Studying too so cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-7683991014701572050?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/7683991014701572050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=7683991014701572050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7683991014701572050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/7683991014701572050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeble-life.html' title='Feeble Life'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-251713100253611657</id><published>2007-09-16T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T17:07:10.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dash Random'/><title type='text'>Change of Heart</title><content type='html'>Forget the Renault, I swear this looks much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.frontiermodels.co.uk/images/products/ER33465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.frontiermodels.co.uk/images/products/ER33465.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, pink can't cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://estadium.ya.com/taty19/HONDA/vn3_honda-s2000-cabrio_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://estadium.ya.com/taty19/HONDA/vn3_honda-s2000-cabrio_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black would pwn any day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-251713100253611657?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/251713100253611657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=251713100253611657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/251713100253611657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/251713100253611657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/change-of-heart.html' title='Change of Heart'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-6151724172593322716</id><published>2007-09-15T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T21:28:36.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>The past week has been hectic. I noticed people have been mugging for their exams. Glad to say, I have been doing some mugging of my own too...mugging for Prince of Tennis. The daily quota is about 10 or so episodes. Suffice to say, this must end. Time to take a break from POT and start revising for EOYs then. Damn abbreviations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, something out of point here, a mosquito just flew into the room. Pasir Ris used to be one of the dengue hotspots a few weeks ago, but since the pestbuster action took place, the mozzies have been scarce. The mosquito finds a conspicuous place to land on, the touchpad on the notebook. A piece of paper then compresses the mosquito like a hamburger patty, and when I removed the paper, I found the touchpad stained with mosquito debris, some of which possibly contained the deadly dengue virus! Oh my, how dangerous this is! I'd better not use the touchpad anymore from now on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sad case here. There was this gathering of sorts at my grandmother's house yesterday evening, and for some reasons unknown to mankind I was dragged along. Actually it was my grandmother's birthday, and I had forgotten to buy a gift or anything even close to that. A quick trip to Popular solved that, where I picked up this album chock full of oldies, which should work on the elderly. The crowd there consisted mainly of relatives whom I had never set eye on before, there was quite some eye candy there too, but that was all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking to find a conversation, I managed to blend in with a bunch of guys whose ages range from twenty to thirty. Turns out that this was a good choice, since the topic at the moment was on cars. Cool. Something like this happened..&lt;br /&gt;1st guy: I thought of buying Subaru...&lt;br /&gt;2nd guy: No, Subaru very beng.. buy Evo better, loud and fast..&lt;br /&gt;3rd guy: Buy pink RX8 la, very hot one...jio girl easier...&lt;br /&gt;4th guy: Aiya dumb la talk only.. ehh what car you want buy?&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;Feeling wtf.. inside&gt; Buy Cherry QQ lo, good and cheap..spoil le just throw away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The materialistic chaps carried on their conversation, while I went to look for new excitement. Walking around, I noticed that some aunties had set up a mahjong table. Hoho, I thought. Free food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this was only my second time playing mahjong, the first being a disaster at Yc's house where I lost about slightly more than a dollar. Fortunately, no one remembered and I was spared the sum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time however, the aunties were not the noobs I had expected them to be. Got owned and left with a wallet that had been drained dry. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to Dota. But Yc has violin, Jem is busy cleaning his dandruff, and Loo is co-spamming Shangbo's Friendster with me. Coincidentally, I had my Friendster done up yesterday, and I can safely state that it looks tons better now. Previous screw-ups included the brown sponge thing with which I was infatuated with many a month ago. I can't even recall the dumb thing's name now. Go have a look if you may, and yet as I ponder the possibilities of Friendster, I am unable to unearth much, other than free pictures to download. Happy times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to drive a car. Recently, I have been playing Test Drive Unlimited on the PSP, unlike noobs who fiddle around with anime spin-offs. It has been so fun damn it, and the visuals are amazingly attractive, making the car look like a work of art. It even turns realistically, unlike Initial D where the car drifts at the lightest touch. Started with an Alfa-Romeo GT V6, as stated in the game, and haven't looked back since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the car, I found this nice car as I was taking 17 to school today. It's apparently some convertible, but I only managed to catch a glimpse of the brand- Renault. It looks really good, now if only I had the finances and the license, I'd be set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cabriault.com/meganecc/pix/exception2/exception12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.cabriault.com/meganecc/pix/exception2/exception12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costs about 100k, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dota time, bye all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-6151724172593322716?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/6151724172593322716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=6151724172593322716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6151724172593322716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/6151724172593322716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468670129823707563.post-238238722474671750</id><published>2007-09-13T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:25:37.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Tennis Chronicles Vol.1</title><content type='html'>Shifting his cap ever so intricately, the kid prepared to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baka! Noobs like you shall be pwned by my 1337 Tennis h4xzor skills!" some insignificant filler character taunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bouncing the ball repeatedly on the sticky clay court, he tensed his muscles for the finisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the fifth bounce came surprise. The noob on the opposite side watched in sheer stupendousness as the kid flung the ball into the air with his left arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here it is! Twist(or Twisto) Serve!" the kid's buddies Loo-kun and Hockio cried. God knows how many times they have said this line; it has already become a cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid grunted, swinging his racket at the ball, which was now suspended in mid-air, with his elbow muscles. A "Plock", and the shot flew towards the opponent's court, under the guise of a normal serve directed at the foe's body. Only those who had tasted the Twist Serve before would know the horrors that was in store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noob prepared to return this laughable attempt at scoring a quick point. Grasping his racket with both hands, he prepared to execute his powerful return move, the Jack Knife. Surely the frail kid would not be able to withstand such a powerful shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any apparent warning, the ball changed its path of flight by curling in a concave curve upwards, towards the noob's head. The noob whimpered in fear, as would anyone who was about to take a tennis ball to the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It appears we have been tricked, Loo-Kun." Hockio complained to his tennis buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You moron, it seems that 2 years of tennis experience has done you no good at all!" Loo-kun admonished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That must be.. the owning.. the forbidden move.. Hair Destroying Serve!" the two of them whispered in tenseness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid snickered in delight, the match was as good as over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ball's motion changed yet again, and it traced another beautiful concave arc towards the noob's head. With a sudden acceleration, it blazed past the noob's hair like a hot knife through butter. Landing with a loud plop on the clay field, the ball halted its movements after a few consecutive bounces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"15-0" the umpire declared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appeared nothing had changed. For a moment that this, until the pesky Loo-kun pointed to the noob's hair and laughed hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAHA. It's a Buzzcut!" Loo-kun wailed in uncontrollable laughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Fan-Help&gt;For those of you who do not know what a Buzzcut is, you may either refer to  Maple Story's character creation system, or in my opinion is the better choice, smash your head into a tennis racket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noob's face turned the colour of Loo-kun's face at its prime glory. Tears flowing from his swollen eyes like dengue out of mosquitoes, he fled the court in search of a wig-maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since the noob has forfeited, game set and match to the kid in the hat!" the ever enthusiastic umpire declared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid showed no traces of delirium. Glancing at the fleeing noob, he unleashed his trademark phrase of victory- "Mada Mada Dane".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End of Volume 1-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volume 2 out next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3468670129823707563-238238722474671750?l=cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/feeds/238238722474671750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3468670129823707563&amp;postID=238238722474671750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/238238722474671750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3468670129823707563/posts/default/238238722474671750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiemonster-milo.blogspot.com/2007/09/tennis-chronicles-vol1.html' title='Tennis Chronicles Vol.1'/><author><name>Yuu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13417842475342011045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SEWL82dq1Z4/R58tutqfXjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hqBRV_H1dS0/S220/prettyfacell2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
