<?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-12306843</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:50:22.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purring My Life Away..</title><subtitle type='html'>Known as: Cheryl&lt;p&gt;
Age: too lazy to edit in the future, so not posting here&lt;p&gt;
School: ditto above&lt;p&gt;
Looks like: a normal human being, duh&lt;br&gt;

stop staring! fine! black hair, black eyes, light brown skin.. in other words, a typical chinese&lt;p&gt;

Or you could take a look for yourself &lt;a href="http://purrplecat.shutterfly.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/pae-posting-results-and-recommended.html"&gt;Cheryl's comprehensive list of recommended HP fics&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-116634800575592408</id><published>2006-12-17T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T17:33:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>I'm back from my 4-month long hiatus! *ducks the rotten vegetables being thrown at me by the angry mob* My bad! I've just been too lazy, even though I've formed dozens of entries in my head, ranging from the extremely nonsensical to the very angsty.. Lol. However, to pacify you guys, I will give you a treat!&lt;br /&gt;Presenting to you: *drumroll please* &lt;a href="http://czenthia.blogspot.com"&gt;Czenthia Design&lt;/a&gt;! I've been partially busy with this website.. It features many handmade jewellery that we've painstakingly toiled over! *insert a Lockhart MegaWatt Grin®* Please take a look, and if you like what we've done, kindly pass the message around! The site's just started up so we need some publicising.. Moreover, by telling other people about us, you get a 10% discount off any item! (: Here's a preview of our products..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0515.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;fleur de c'est leve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0505.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;random pair of earrings&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice right!! Well, the earrings aren't sold on the website, but just to let you know what we can do.. (: So, what are you waiting for?? Visit &lt;a href="http://czenthia.blogspot.com"&gt;Czenthia Design&lt;/a&gt; RIGHT NOW, and shop to your heart's content! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough publicising, I think. Now to blog about recent events.. Like &lt;b&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/b&gt; =D I'm finally 17!! Finally caught up with the class! But &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; people like Sylvia make my effort seem like a waste, since her 18th birthday is in less than a month.. -_- But my sweet 17th was fun anyways (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out with a pleasant surprise gathering, where Pris, Esther, Sylvia and Jinx lured me to Sakae Sushi, and presented me with.. Guess what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;A BOX OF GODIVA CHOCOLATES!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies of happiness* Now I know why people willingly pay a bomb for these chocolates.. Each morsel of the chocolate is like a gateway to heaven.. Smooth, velvety, sweet chocolate in your mouth that brings you instantly to a state of euphoria.. After eating these chocolates you'd never savour normal chocolates anymore- unless you've been deprived for a long time, then that's ok. Unlike the normal chocolates you buy in the supermarket, there is &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; trace of oiliness in the aftertaste.. All that lingers is the mild, bittersweet taste of the cocoa that reminds you of the heavenly delight you've just experienced. And the bittersweet taste is both literal and metaphorical- you feel ecstatic at having eaten such wonderful chocolate, but bitter that there's one less piece left. Lol. I've taken pictures! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0501.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Chocolates&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the little gathering, Pris followed me home (get your brain out of the gutter, mo) and forced me to change into a dress. -_- Then we headed down to Dhoby Ghaut MRT Station to meet my wonderful best friend cum first ever les partner, ni! She treated us to Gelare!! =D Yummy-licious chocolate-y waffle! I attacked the waffle viciously, and as soon as we finished, we went Bugis to shop! HEHE. Ni bought me a really nice skirt for my birthday! Couldn't wait to wear it, and so I did for our first date after my birthday x) Me and ni did another of those let's-both-buy-the-same-thing-and-wear-it-together things, and this time the victim was a nice brown blouse. Moo Hahaha! Pris was our fashion consultant, flaunting her shopping prowess.. @_@ She gets along so well with the shopkeepers.. Lol. She got herself a pretty black dress, that she went home and decided isn't her style -_-. But ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, what's a birthday without a birthday cake? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0488.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0496.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some crazy woman attacking MY CAKE&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! Thanks Dajie, for getting this delicious cake! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen years has passed since I was born.. Since then I've evolved from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0536.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;This..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;to the crazy woman you see up there. *points upwards* Lol. Took a picture of one of my cuter baby photos xD I looked so un-evil and innocent then!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the chalet! It was held from 6th to 8th December, at a HomeTeamNS chalet in Pasir Ris. It was fun, but a pity it kept raining on our parade.. -_- So we were cooped up in the chalet, playing card games and generally stuffing ourselves silly with junk food. Lol =p The night talks were fun though! Found out quite a few shocking, mind-shattering morsels of news.. O_O And the BBQ on the 2nd night was quite funny, cos we thought there weren't any plastic cups, so we just decided to be lazy and drink directly from the PET bottle, only to find a big plastic bag full of utensils.. LOL! To think we were being such messy slobs!! Hehe. The messy-slobing part was fun though xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming!! 34/06-ers, if you haven't read the class blog, go read it now! Details for the Christmas party at my house are there.. Though the likelihood of anyone reading my blog before the class blog is close to nil, since I've never blogged for ages.. Heh. I baked christmas cookies!! Toiled over them for almost half a day, and these are the results of my effort:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0549.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Nicer Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0553.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Smiley Cookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0554.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Star Cookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y192/PurrpleCat/DSCN0557.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Snowflake Cookie!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they gorgeous?? (: I forgot about how an excess of vanilla extract can cause cookies to have a spicy, bitter aftertaste, so.. *winces* Reminds me of the lit project we did- the whole pretty!yucky!cookie VS ugly!yummy!cookie thing.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy, magical Christmas! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm developing an exclamation mark addiction!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-116634800575592408?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/116634800575592408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=116634800575592408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/116634800575592408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/116634800575592408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still ALIVE!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-115511041662621549</id><published>2006-08-09T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T16:00:17.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day, Singapore!!</title><content type='html'>*cringes* Yeah, I know.. Haven't blogged for ten million years and all that.. Didn't I already say I'll be going on random indefinite hiatuses?! Besides, I've been busy!! ...Busy playing Final Fantasy VII, that is.. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went to watch yesterday's fireworks (: Had a fantastic view since we (me, mo and ni) went at around 6.30pm.. Lol. Ate chips, took photos of ourselves doing stupid poses (shall upload when ni sends me), played cards, and stoned in general. We came up with this conspiracy theory that some evil megalomaniac has planted some energy sucking crystals in every JC; crystals that would slowly but surely suck the life out of unsuspecting JC students, making them lethargic all the time. Aack! Oh yeah, back to the fireworks festival.. Yesterday's theme was Singapore!! (: Downpoint was that they played loads of National Day songs on loop, so we heard 'there's a new moon arising, out of the stormy sea' at least 4 or 5 times. Not sure which, since I couldn't be bothered to count after the third time. *glares at irritating person who chose the songs* And talking about 'new moon'.. You know how the crescent moon on the Singapore flag symbolises Singapore's youth and the new nation thing and all?? I was wondering.. What would happen to the flag say, 1000 years down the road, when Singapore would be 1041 years?? Would the crescent moon be upgraded to a full one, allowing the future government to say that Singapore has come a looong way, and prospered and grown to an old but thriving nation with 1000+ years of culture and heritage??? Or would the moon stay the way it is, since Singapore would still be young, relative to the other countries?? Or maybe there wouldn't be any more flag *knocks on wood*, since Singapore (and the rest of the world) has been decimated by some evil dude who decided to rain the world with hoardes of nuclear bombs?? If it's the last option, I'd say that the evil dude is pretty dumb destroying the Earth, when he could have just threatened everyone with the bombs and gone for world domination instead. &lt;br /&gt;Oops. Just realised that I've sidetracked so much that I &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; haven't talked about the actual fireworks. Lol. But what can I say?? I was staring at them in awe.. (: Though there were so many being let off at once, I didn't know which one to concentrate on.. *shrugs* And during the fireworks, I couldn't help but notice the minature 'lightworks' from the windows of the surrounding buildings.. Lol. And in case you don't know what I'm talking about, I was referring to the camera flashes.. Anyways, noticing the lightworks from the windows made me wonder what it would look like from the bridge opposite, since the pathway linking Esplanade and the Merlion Park was lined with cameras on tripods, poised to take snapshots (and perhaps videos) of the wonderful fireworks.. And that thought led to others, like feeling pity to all those viewing the fireworks from their camera screens.. Come on! Are you there to actually enjoy the splendour of the fireworks??? Not to say that I'm not appreciative.. Hehe. Great for rememberance (: &lt;br /&gt;And after all that lengthy verbose, I shall finally describe the fireworks themselves!! (: The ones I liked most were the ones that looked like glitter raining down the sky. Really pretty, and reminds me of the Aurora Borealis (: Human's very own miracles (: Also, the huge, multi-coloured ones were nice too! The crowd was whooping when that one was released.. Or rather, I was whooping and the strangers nearby were prolly wondering who's that weird, psychotic person that hasn't seen fireworks before.. *snickers* &lt;br /&gt;After 15 minutes of awe and wonder, the sky was hazy from the fireworks' smoke.. It is fair for us to pollute the sky (and block the full moon) for our own pleasures?? Feels as if we're disregarding nature's own miracle (the moon) in preference for our own man-made ones.. *shrugs* &lt;br /&gt;The 2.5-hour wait was definitely worth it, though (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-115511041662621549?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/115511041662621549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=115511041662621549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115511041662621549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115511041662621549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day-singapore.html' title='Happy National Day, Singapore!!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-115322707165008747</id><published>2006-07-18T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:10:13.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin, Yet Again</title><content type='html'>Uh. Yeah. I know what I said yesterday, alright?! And I just proved myself right.. I think. And as Dragongirl16 made Dumbledore say in &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1318020/1/"&gt;Faith&lt;/a&gt;, 'It is harder to forgive someone for being right, than it is to forgive someone for being wrong.' Yes. That would mean..&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T FORGIVE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;*insert bouts of angst, depression, self-depreciation, despair and woe here*&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, you might as noticed from my blog title (if not the glaringly obvious background), that I have changed my blogskin! HOOZAH! I've changed it twice this year already.. Talk about spontaneity! *grins* Well, actually I changed it because I realised A LOT of people are using my old one, and I don't like using what everyone else is (except for the Internet, books, MSN Messenger, food, chocolate, clothing, air, NeWater, you know the works). Lol. Reading what I typed in the bracket makes me question my priorities.. So pardon me for my following outburst:&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS CHOCOLATE AFTER FOOD?! &lt;br /&gt;Hehe xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like my post yesterday on Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest is somewhat lacking. Wanted to recommend Old Chang Kee's soft squid and crab claw. They taste real good, especially if you hold something against Davie Jones' grotesque features, apparent lack of hygiene, cruelty, or for killing Captain Jack Sparrow in general. Yum. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, why is the chest called the Dead Man's Chest?! Davie Jones is neither dead nor a man! So the name is kinda ineffectual.. You may be thinking 'Why don't PurrpleCat name it if she thinks she's so great?!', or somewhere along the lines. Well, I don't think I'm great, but I'm going to try my hand at naming it.. &lt;br /&gt;How about:&lt;br&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chest of the Beating Heart&lt;/b&gt;- Dual purpose! It'd be pretty obvious for those who have watched the movie, and downright misleading for those living in a cave! They might think that Beating Heart is some dude's name, and that the 'Chest' refers to his.. Well, chest! (The one everyone has. You know, &lt;i&gt;xiong&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davie Jones' Chest&lt;/b&gt;- Plain and simple. 'Nuff said.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chest-that-you-do-not-want-to-open-'cos-there's-a-really-gruesome-beating-heart&lt;/b&gt;- Ditto above.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chest of Unrequited Love and Sorrow&lt;/b&gt;- Well, you know. He DUG his own heart out just because some lass rejected his undying love.. Even though it was pretty foolish in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the names I've come up with sound utterly ridiculous.. Not as mystical as 'Dead Man's Chest'.. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-115322707165008747?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/115322707165008747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=115322707165008747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115322707165008747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115322707165008747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-blogskin-yet-again.html' title='New Blogskin, Yet Again'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-115313563183465876</id><published>2006-07-17T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T19:27:26.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a jar of di-iiirt!</title><content type='html'>Guess what's inside! xP If you've watched Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, you'd most likely recognize this line. If you haven't.. Well, you might want to NOT read this post. Or maybe I'll put spoiler warnings for my subsequents raves and rants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;The following are spoilers!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. GAWD. This movie rocks (: The cannibal island part's really funny.. 'Winky, winky! Licky, licky!' HEHE. Johnny Depp's so quirky he can act as any eccentric character, and not seem out of place.. *grins* And them swinging around in that ball thing.. Kinda reminds me of Finding Nemo xD Where all the tuna fish were swimming downwards to avoid being sashimi.. Hmmm.. Wasn't sure how to react for most parts of the movie though.. The cannibal island part was funny, yet gruesome. All the whilst being exciting. *faints* Not sure my heart can take the overflow of emotions.. Lol. Same with CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow. He's such a jerk, yet his oddities are able to make people forget about his wrong doings and love him (: But ARRGH! Selfish git! D&lt; Almost killed Will Turner.. Keyword on 'Almost', since good guys in most movies never ever die. *rolls eyes* Not much sense of suspension there, eh? &lt;i&gt;Aye!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, I won't comment more on the movie, cos who'd wanna read the ramblings of an unqualified movie critic anyway?! And who said I wanna be a movie critic in the first place?! *snickers* Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;End of spoilers!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to detect a pattern here.. Diligent postings every day for a period of time, followed by an indefinite hiatus. And back to the regular updates again. However, that said, this is NOT a guarantee that I'm going to be blogging tomorrow! Roawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-115313563183465876?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/115313563183465876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=115313563183465876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115313563183465876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115313563183465876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-jar-of-di-iiirt.html' title='i have a jar of di-iiirt!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-115028211236444583</id><published>2006-06-14T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:25:39.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farty arty</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha.. Had a really amusing conversation with ni regarding FARTS! *does an excited fan-girl squeal* Here's an extract:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;i can't help but chuckle everytime i see your display pic    &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;can just imagine a comical fart like effect at the squirrel's ass     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;xD     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;O_O    &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;lol!!     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;farty arty    &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;whee-hee!     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;guess we figured out a name for the squirrel     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;arty!     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;LOL!!     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;oh you know     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;tell you a very sad story     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;so chrissy's friend had 4 hamsters     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;and he has those kind of tubes for the hamsters to climb     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;one day they all decided to climb the tube     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;the 1st hamster decided to stop     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;and all the hamsters had to stop     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;the 4th hamster didn't know how to walk out from the back...     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;so the 1st 3rd and 4th hamster fell asleep     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;so the 2nd one tried to climb out over the 1st hamster     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;and they got stuck     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;then the 3rd and 4th decided to squeeze underneath them     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;the 2nd hamster farted     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;and the 3rd hamster died =(    &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;o_O"     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;bizarre     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;but stupid     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;yeah     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;the 2nd hamster farted and the 3rd died from the fart?!?!     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;o_O"?"?"?"?     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;yeah     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;*farts*     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;i hope my chair didn't die     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;EGADS!     &lt;br /&gt;busy procrastinating and slacking:     &lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF ZARA FARTS ON ME?!     &lt;br /&gt;☆:.니첸.: straight Fs☆:     &lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to continue in that line but my com restarted.. Dammit. Lol, it still is amusing though.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-115028211236444583?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/115028211236444583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=115028211236444583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115028211236444583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115028211236444583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/06/farty-arty.html' title='farty arty'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-115011836830638182</id><published>2006-06-12T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T21:19:28.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he definitely can dance!</title><content type='html'>WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! *does a Mary Murphy scream* The finals was DAMN FRICKING EXCITING!!!! Almost fainted from all the excitement.. All the dances were great, though OMFG! I MISSED THE FIRST 20 MINUTESSSSSSSSSSS...... *dies* Oh wells, gonna check if I can watch it on YouTube.. But dammit! A rightful winner, at last! NICK, NICK, NICK!!!!!! =D And now I feel like learning how to dance.. Lol. Even though I have two left feet.. ): Bleah. &lt;br /&gt;YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! NICK WONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! WAHOOOOOOO!!!! Hahaha.. Feeling incredibly high-per now xP &lt;br /&gt;Always thought that Lauren Sanchez was a flower vase with fake-looking boobs, but DAMN, SHE CAN DANCE TOO!! Haha.. (: &lt;br /&gt;NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-115011836830638182?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/115011836830638182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=115011836830638182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115011836830638182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115011836830638182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/06/he-definitely-can-dance.html' title='he definitely can dance!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-115011068648911304</id><published>2006-06-12T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:11:26.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops, I did it again!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! New blog template, people! *grins* Isn't it spectacularly green?? xD And that's twice I changed my blog skin in one year.. This time's a spontaneous decision, though! Not too much work, except tweaking the scripts a bit and adding on new stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I bought new shoes again.. Went out with cousin today, wearing a new pair of shoes that I bought last year.. The shoes were already killing me when I reached my destination though.. *winces* And now I've got my very first blister.. Never had any before.. *whimpers* Hope it wouldn't hurt too much.. ): But my new shoes are nice!! A tad too ex at 20 bucks, but they were at 50% off!! =o And the heels are kinda high.. =x Bought from mondo.. Hui jun (my cousin) bought a pair of purple pumps for the last night of her cruise there too! So cool, huh! Her class is going on a cruise trip as part of their curriculum.. She's taking Tourism and Resort Management at SP, I think.. Bleh. JC life pales in comparison.. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-115011068648911304?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/115011068648911304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=115011068648911304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115011068648911304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/115011068648911304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/06/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops, I did it again!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114994885360404590</id><published>2006-06-10T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T23:33:25.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>female vs male bonding</title><content type='html'>There's nothing like shopping for some female bonding! *grins* Just went shopping with my mom and two sisters, and I'm now the proud owner of three new pairs of shoes! Haha.. Used to scoff at the accounts of women who succumbed to the temptation of shoes, but now I empathise.. xD Took photos of them using my phone, and they'll be uploaded shortly.. Oh yes, I also bought a pair of shorts and a cool racerback.. &lt;br /&gt;Edit: As promised, photos! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/3331/blackroseshoes4lj.jpg" border="0" width="176" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee-hee! Pretty black pumps, with a nice black rose (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/6168/goldribbonshoes0pl.jpg" border="0" width="176" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img117.imageshack.us/img117/262/goldstrappyslippers0yi.jpg" border="0" width="176" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped with ni on tuesday too! Before and after watching the Da Vinci Code- which I shall expound on later. Saw a lovely pair of shoes at this shop in cine, selling for $19.90!! Was deliberating as to whether to buy them, and asked ni: "Oak, Maple, Yew, Holly or Willow?" (If you're well-acquainted with me you should be familiar with this method of decision-making) Out of these, 4 were 'No, I shouldn't buy the shoes' and only ONE was 'Yes, I should buy the shoes'. Aaaaand, you've guessed right! Ni picked Yew, which was the only 'Yes'. Oh wells, guess it was fate that I should buy them.. Marched straight to the shop and asked for a new pair (the display pair was my size), only to find out the display pair's the last of my size. DAMN. So I ended up not buying, consoled by the fact that Bugis Street is the shopping haven for those a little short on budget..&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Bugis Street, home to magpies and alike! In case you didn't get what I meant, magpies love shiny stuff. Go figure. Bought a really nice pair of earrings (: Me and ni both bought the identical pair.. Hehe. Shall upload a pic later, along with those of the shoes. *grins* Oh yes, ni also bought a new school bag! For $___. Hah, not stating the price in case her mom's reading my blog or something. Lmao. But I can tell you it's kinda ex, and when we went back to the ground floor.. Well, I guess it's encompassed under Murphy's Law or something; that people are doomed to see something better after making their purchase.. *shrugs* Happened to me after I bought my Zen Neeon last year and phone this year.. *growls irritatedly*&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Pictures of the earrings, and a stuffed toy-cat I bought at cine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img77.imageshack.us/img77/1787/heartearrings8gy.jpg" border="0" width="176" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img61.imageshack.us/img61/7468/catwithearrings9sx.jpg" border="0" width="176" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to hear me ramble about Da Vinci Code. As well as make several heated complaints about which part wasn't in the book and so on.. Well, first up- THEY MISSED OUT THE COMMENT ABOUT HARRY POTTERRRRRR!!! *sulks* Can't remember exactly how it goes (I only read the book thrice), but it should be something like this: &lt;br /&gt;(Forgotten Name of a Character): 'The quest for the Holy Grail has been depicted in the best-selling book of the world.'&lt;br /&gt;Captain Fache: 'What?! You mean Harry Potter's actually about three kids searching for the Holy Grail?!'&lt;br /&gt;(Forgotten Name): '-_- No, I'm talking about the Bible.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to be reading that part now, and it's not word-for-word correct, let me know what's the exact phrasing please! (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, wasn't that just darn funny?? I was awaiting that moment to bark out a hearty laugh!! *sulks* And it didn't happen.. &lt;br /&gt;Would love to rant more about the movie, but I've been hit by a sudden wave of lethargic-ness (what's the proper term?).. So, yeah.. Too bad for you xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Oh yeah, forgot to mention what male bonding is.. Should be pretty obvious, but if you still don't get it.. It's football season, the phrase 'world cup' is heard more than ten times a day, World Cup logos are all over, and lots of men are hyped up over it.. Well, some women too. I personally do not find entertainment in staring at a tv screen that shows (how many?) specks of men running all over a vast green field for 90 minutes, only with the occassional goal. The back flips are spectacular, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114994885360404590?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114994885360404590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114994885360404590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114994885360404590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114994885360404590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/06/female-vs-male-bonding.html' title='female vs male bonding'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114917083096713587</id><published>2006-06-01T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T15:11:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Rs: Rambling, Ranting, Raging</title><content type='html'>Roawr. Went to see a doctor yesterday, and it isn't a sore throat. Try Herpes. And before you jump to wild conclusions, &lt;i&gt;"WHAT?! CHERYL'S HAD SEX BEFORE?!?!?!"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;, I have &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; had sex before. It's oral herpes. (Time to brush up on your knowledge of illnesses!) Yes. Like, HELLO?! Do I seem like the type who would randomly jump some guy, and proceed to have oral sex even though said guy's p---- would most prolly be obviously GROSS, with rashes and blisters and pus oozing out?! Rahrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. But before you thought &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; was bad, wait till you hear what happened this morning! I sneezed, blew my nose, and was about to discard of the icky tissue paper when I spotted &lt;b&gt;blood&lt;/b&gt; on it. Trails of blood amidst the thick, green globs of phlegm. Globs of doom. Next: When I coughed and spit out phlegm (into a tissue paper, okay?! I'm not some sicko living in Bedok!), the same thing happened. OH.MY.GAWD. I'm developing Tubercolosis!! And I'm not even sure if I spelt that correctly!!! *whimpers* And all that shouting is making my throat HURT LIKE CRA-&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. I haven't described the oral herpes since I was too busy rambling, ranting and raging. There are various forms of it: groups of tiny rashes or pimple-like blisters around the mouth, on the lips; if in the mouth- ulcers. And since mine's obviously in the throat, it's ulcers. FRICKING HUGE ONES. I've got a pic here:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img374.imageshack.us/img374/5864/throatulcer3mg.jpg" border="0" width="176" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. The ulcer is encircled in red. The biggest, meanest one anyways. Kinda looks blur and grainy, but what did you expect? It was taken using a phone that doesn't even boast the number of megapixels its camera has. Read: Not very good camera. Anyways, it's the whiter-ish part within the circle. Other major parts of my mouth were highlighted to show the scale. To show exactly how FRICKING HUGE IT IS. And that's just &lt;b&gt;ONE&lt;/b&gt;. Imagine having a few of those whoppers in your mouth. At the back of it. Where every morsel of food you digest would have to pass through. This makes up for a lot of pain. Hell lotta of pain. AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, before I forget.. I'VE GOT GOOD NEWS, PEOPLE!!! I've finally gotten my lazy ass out of the procrastination spot and took pictures of pris' banner. Remember? The huge, long one hanging outside TJC?? HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img391.imageshack.us/img391/839/prisbanner5ny.jpg" border="0" width="176" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img459.imageshack.us/img459/3824/prisbanner22uz.jpg" border="0" width="176" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, not very clear, I know. Do you need a reminder about the medium of photography?? *raises eyebrow condescendingly* Rahrr.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I've finally taken a look at jinx's hair yesterday.. Haha, it's not that bad, except that he did this whole I'm-hiding-my-horrendously-ugly-hair-underneath-this-smelly-cap-because-it's-so-ugly-I-don't-want-anybody-to-see-it-cos-I'd-just-die-of-humiliation thing. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114917083096713587?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114917083096713587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114917083096713587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114917083096713587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114917083096713587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/06/three-rs-rambling-ranting-raging.html' title='Three Rs: Rambling, Ranting, Raging'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114899335182211547</id><published>2006-05-30T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:49:48.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think they can dance..</title><content type='html'>Bleargh.. Why did America vote Artem and Melissa out?!?! ): They were my two favourite dancers.. Well, actually all of them are, but I've supported them from the start.. Arrgh!!! It's just like why Clay Aiken didn't get voted as the American Idol, when it's blatantly obvious he's better than Ruben (no offence). D&lt; Oh wells.. There's nothing I can do about it I suppose.. *shrugs* &lt;br /&gt;I hereby proclaim ninjiom pi pa kao as my new object of worship. All hail the pi pa kao. All hail the amazing black syrup that provides blessed relief- albeit momentarily- from this god-damn-it sore throat. *places bottle of pi pa kao on a pedestal and prostates before it* Now I see why people can get addicted to this stuff.. It works wonders on throats that have been thoroughly abused by The Needle Mass Dance. &lt;i&gt;Must.. Get.. Aid... Relief.. Something to kill this pain!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114899335182211547?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114899335182211547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114899335182211547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114899335182211547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114899335182211547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-they-can-dance.html' title='I think they can dance..'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114888209843450616</id><published>2006-05-29T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:19:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's getting hot in here</title><content type='html'>38.6 degrees celsius!! *gasp* That's the highest temperature I've reached while I was sick.. Fever's finally gone but the blasted sore throat's still here.. Arrgh. Can feel loads of scratches at the back of my throat.. The pain's killing my appetite x_X Damn, I'm underweight again!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm not very coherent now, I know!! Feeling light-headed.. Must be all the cough syrup I'm downing.. Eurgh. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways last friday was the last official day of term 2!! (: Even though we gotta go to school everyday this week (oops?) for make up lectures.. &lt;b&gt;Supposed&lt;/b&gt; to go for geog and math today, but yeah.. Heh? We were only allowed to leave officially at 4pm last friday and most people were pissed off, especially since we didn't have anything on for that day.. -_- So at about 1+ we were ready to barge into the general office to protest, when we met mr a--- l-- outside the GO. Bev explained our predicament to him, and he agreed to let us out if each of us bought a hot dog bun from his store.. -_- And mrs noordin let us out in the end cos of our rendezvous at 3.30pm in little india..&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which.. Oops! Most of the class decided to meet at little india mrt station first before meeting mrs noordin near tekka mall.. And most of us were late, so we only met her at 4.. Hahaha.. I didn't know she was standing behind the pillar at the bus stop and even exclaimed 'Whoa! I thought we were late, turns out mrs noordin isn't even here yet!!'. OOPS!! *grins sheepishly*&lt;br /&gt;Ate thosai and some other stuff (the exploding thingy's nice!), and walked around little india.. Kinda scary.. So, yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;Me, bev and pris went orchard after that! They wanted to shop, and were planning the entire shopping route o_O" Didn't work out in the end, cos it was a friday evening, and orchard road was congested with people! Could only get a breather at the back of the shopping centres.. Ate korean food at food republic (wisma atrium), which was good! Kimchi soup and mixed rice.. Yum! Met alvin and walked over to cine to play pool.. Eurgh.. Totally suck at it now.. =/ Haven't played pool for quite some time.. Got paired with alvin (played the oh-ya-pay-ah-stone thing to decide pairings), and we won both games anyway xD Alvin's da pro!&lt;br /&gt;Bev and alvin went home after that, while me and pris had supper at coffee club.. Muddy mud pie and iced passion tea =D Yummmmmmy! And sometime during our supper we realised we only spent money on food that day. Quite a lot of money -_- Anyways pris came over to my house to sleep that day! xD Played game of life, and I won all the time.. HEH! And pris kept getting babies.. LMAO! Baby boooooyyyyy!!! HEH. And pris the traitor!! TJ banner girl wearing ACJC shirt?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/2182/traitorpris9gz.jpg" border="0" width="144" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK! &lt;br /&gt;Baked cookies the next day.. Pris insisted on making huge ones -_- And hogged the dough, so I only managed to make one tray of small ones.. ): The cookies were good though! Anyways we wanted to go bowling, and called jinx to ask if he was free.. Lol, which ended up with jinx coming over to my house with lunch xD And we watched Brokeback Mountain after lunch, despite jinx's vehement protests.. HEH! The sex scenes were all in the dark though.. But the kissing was hot. HAHAHAHAHA! Pris and jinx were quite grossed out.. And I fell asleep.. Was already feeling sick at that time.. Yeah.. Headache.. Shall go rest now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quiz-house.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quizzes/hp-Slytherin.png" style="border:none; width:256px; height106px;" title="Slytherin"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quiz-house.html"&gt;Which Hogwarts house will you be sorted into?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaack! Gryffindor-ish Slytherin?! What is the world coming to?!?! x_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114888209843450616?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114888209843450616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114888209843450616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114888209843450616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114888209843450616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-getting-hot-in-here.html' title='it&apos;s getting hot in here'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114855662008511222</id><published>2006-05-25T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T16:37:53.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we have a bad hair day</title><content type='html'>Sing that along to the tune of 'Bad Day'. As a class. Lol! Maximum funny-ness will be achieved if most in the class really do have bad hair.. =x&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just a quick update on the past week, before I talk about the funnies that happened today.. *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Maybe it won't be such a &lt;i&gt;quick&lt;/i&gt; update, since quite a lot of interesting stuff happened this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that jinx triumphed- over two teachers. Lol. I was told to collect the scholarship results letter from the General Office, so bev and jinx came along for moral support.. I didn't get the scholarship btw.. *shrugs* Sorta expected it, since the interview was really.. &lt;i&gt;Eurgh.&lt;/i&gt; Anyways, jinx was walking around the GO and saw mr wong (his math tutor) at the letter slot area. Being the 'friendly' guy that he is, he walked over to say hi. Attempted to, actually, since he got caught by the 0M, who gave him a severe tongue lashing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why are you walking around here?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT'S WRONG?! You did something wrong and still dare to ask me 'What's wrong?'?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really don't know what's wrong what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you here for anyway?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to collect scholarship letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You this kind of attitude still want to get scholarship?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not me, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then you have no business in the GO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told by &lt;u&gt;(I can't remember who)&lt;/u&gt; to talk to &lt;u&gt;(ditto)&lt;/u&gt; about my GIRO.. *slides over to the administrative person and asks about GIRO stuff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*administrative person plays along, and they have a long conversation*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*face purples in anger*&lt;br /&gt;*veins throbbing*&lt;br /&gt;*still waiting*&lt;br /&gt;*grinds teeth*&lt;br /&gt;*gives up and stomps back into office*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! So the 0M didn't get the last word in the end.. Lmao. And jinx was gloating about his 'victory' to everyone, and treated us to drinks. Hahahahahahaha.. Now for the next triumph.. &lt;br /&gt;Our econs tutor, I-- L-- was reprimanding jinx for not doing his work. Next, she started asking if jinx's parents are prepared to send jinx overseas to study, seeing as he'd never get into a local university.. So there she was, going on and on and on and on and on and on and on the ENTIRE lesson until...&lt;br /&gt;jinx: My friend haven't done A levels already get direct admission.&lt;br /&gt;I-- L--: All 3 meh?&lt;br /&gt;jinx: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I-- L--: *disbelieving* Got such thing meh?&lt;br /&gt;aprie: Yeah, teacher! Now there's direct school admission into universities too.&lt;br /&gt;bev: And jinx prolly will gain entry into all 3!!&lt;br /&gt;classroom: Ow. Ms Silence has fallen awkwardly onto me. &lt;br /&gt;I-- L--: *carries on with lesson flusteredly* (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao! So jinx prolly felt pretty smug the entire day.. The day ended with another double victory, coming from the TJ badminton team! (: TJ girls played against VJ, while the guys played against MJ. The winners of these matches will move on to play for championship (: Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. I was supposed to stay overnight for TJ's 29th anniversary 290 rounds relay run, but didn't cos of my illness.. *shrugs* Oh wells.. Kai lin said none of them got much sleep.. Oops. Anyways I went for the SC investiture with jinx, cos pris was 'sick' and bev had to usher visitors.. Zzz! And he started pointing out the councillor who was dancing in heels and a red skirt, saying that I need to learn how to act like that. -_____- *kicks his shins* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!! Now we're on to today!! Today marks the start of Temasek Sports Carnival 2006! Haha.. It's kinda.. Lame, though. =x Everything was kinda disorganized, and you see a lot of people slacking around.. We played 3 matches of captain's ball, 1 of which we lost badly, 1 was a great win, and the last was lost, but by a little.. *shrugs* Oh wells.. Coincidentally the match which we won had jinx playing, directing us around like his troops. -_- At least we won xD &lt;br /&gt;Anyways after that we slacked again, and tried to come up with a design for our class tee, since the FBT booth thingy's here.. Our initial design was personalized, black tees with our names in gold emblazoned on the back. Then there's a big '34' like a player number below, and wordings on the sleeves.. But it'd cost a total of 25 bucks. -_- Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. More than half of the school left the school at 12 to support the badminton finals, and a few of us were plotting how to sneak out.. Me, irene and simin needed to get to Temasek Primary School to do the surveys.. &lt;br /&gt;Whee! Primary school kids are kinda cute.. Once you got past their irritating, hyper-active front.. Not sure if they're dumb, shy, acting stupid or what though.. There was this table where I asked if they'd like to help fill out some survey forms.. This group of 3 P3 boys stared up at me with their large, luminous eyes. Kinda cute, but scary. I repeated my question and they shook their heads, all the while keeping up the 'wide-eyed' look. Huh. And there was another girl who was really helpful (: We needed a wide range of response, so were looking for people from other classes.. This girl overheard us discussing and volunteered to help!! (: So she started running around the canteen looking for her friends in those classes. Wow. That girl's got her network set up.. Haha. In the end most of our surveys were done by mainly 2 or 3 classes, cos we asked a few at a table and the rest there crowded around, asking if they could do too.. Didn't have the heart to reject them, so I relented.. Oops! But most of them haven't even heard of a few of the sports listed in our survey!!! *ded* And I'm not sure why 'Gymnastics', 'Aerobics' and 'Floorball' were in.. I didn't know what 'Floorball' was until secondary school!!! xD &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to meet up for dinner after my survey thing and their (bev, esther, sylvia etc) badminton match, but decided to postpone it till tomorrow! Tomorrow!! Last official day of school till.. *shudders* JCT. Of which the 'j' should stand for 'july' -_- And calling the period of june a 'holiday' is misleading, since it isn't much of a holiday at all.. D&lt; Let's see.. PW stuff, whole lot of lit stuff (including reading Pride &amp; Prejudice and The Tempest), no math?!, no econs?!, NO GEOG?!?!?! I can't believe it.. Maybe not &lt;b&gt;yet&lt;/b&gt;. *pukes blood*  Oh yes, and let's not forget the intensive mugging I'll have to do for JCT.. *cries* Where's my Rest and Relaxation?! &lt;br /&gt;Oops.. I've sidetracked again. Anyways I've reached home and immediately smelled the scent of something being baked. Or so I thought. It was fish being fried!! As I walked into the kitchen, I saw my maid dishing out a huge plate of 3 whole pieces of fish, placing them on the dining table. &lt;i&gt;Wow, that's a lot of fish.. Guests coming for dinner tonight??&lt;/i&gt; And then the phone rang.. The customary 'Is Cheryl home yet?' call from my mother. Wow, my mom must be psychic! Anyways I talked to her, and my mom immediately warned me not to eat the fish. Perplexed, I inquired the reason for her warning. My mom said she didn't know where our maid got the fish from. &lt;i&gt;Weird.. Why would the neighbour's maid give us so much fish?!&lt;/i&gt; I walked to the back, and overheard her talking to tj (tze jun, my dajie's bf).. '....didn't know...kidding...' &lt;i&gt;Huh.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And it turns out that...... THOSE &lt;s&gt;ARE&lt;/s&gt; WERE THE KOI FISH SWIMMING AROUND IN OUR POND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;%&amp;%@^$!*$%#$&amp;!$&lt;b&gt;OMFG?!?!&lt;/b&gt;^$%&amp;*^$&amp;@%$#&amp;^%(^&amp;@#%&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it came to be.. Fumigation was carried out in our neighbourhood this afternoon, causing the koi fish in our pond to die.. our maid, being rather new, asked my mom for instructions. My mom jokingly said to cook them for dinner. BAD IDEA!!! Our maid thought my mom was being serious and really cooked them!!!! *gags* OMFG!!!!! Yep. I did take pictures, if you're curious as to what fried koi fish looks like. And yes, that's why my msn nickname is as it is right now- 'fried koi fish'. No pun, no jokes, no underlying symbolism, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: As promised.. 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Went with pris, bev, jinx and his cousin? Niece? Called Denise.. She's from SCGP!! (: Really cute and smart, though evil pris kept tormenting her.. D&lt; Stop pinching her cheeks!! Anyways I was quite disappointed by the show.. The design of the ticket and the name's kinda misleading.. Expected more ballet-ish dances but most of them were modern.. -_- Guess that's why it's called the Modern Dance Club.. And I thought I saw jing yu before the show, but I wasn't sure if she's her, and didn't want to embarrass myself =/&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Some of the dances &lt;b&gt;were&lt;/b&gt; good, though. Liked the last one (Simple Gifts), and Kyur4 The Itch (no typos here), but the one I loved most is, unfortunately, not by TJ dance.. It's by NUS dance (: The Lindy Hop ensemble was nice too! The stunts were like what you'd see on So You Think You Can Dance.. Speaking of which, it could be why I found the dance concert disappointing.. Or it could be that I'm used to SC's style of dance.. Which is the best, btw x)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, forgot to talk about what happened before the concert.. School ended at 11.55 (for me, anyway), and me, sylvia and esther went TM to eat, and had originally planned to go support pris's badminton match.. OH YES. PRIS! She's the latest banner-girl for TJ!! Just take a drive past TJ, and your eyes will automatically be drawn to the &lt;b&gt;HUGE, LONG BANNER&lt;/b&gt; at the front.. And then you'd see a girl lying on the grassfield, with her head resting on one hand.. That's pris. She's the only one featured in that banner!! LMAO!! We first saw it on the way back to school after swimming, and pris screamed when she saw that.. Apparently she didn't expect the banner to be so huge.. *snickers* Well, it is! And it's most prolly going to be there for a looooooooooong time!! HAH! &lt;br /&gt;We arrived at PastaMania, only to realise that the students' offer starts at 2.. It was 1 at that time. So we decided to stroll to Tampines Sports Hall to support the badminton team, but the hall was SWELTERINGLY HOT! Could feel rivulets of sweat flowing down my back.. Eurgh. TJ girls were playing against RJ btw.. We lost 3-2.. =/ *hugs pris* Don't be so hard on yourself, yeah?? &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. After the dance concert we decided to go suntec for supper (: Wanted to eat at Ben and Jerry's but got distracted by _____. I'm not supposed to say where we ate.. Anyways jinx treated me and pris x) Prissy's fav and cookie monster mudpie!! YUM! Though I prefer cake to mudpie.. Elmer Fudge.. *drools* And eurgh.. I was wearing prissy's pumps at first, but they were too small, so we swapped and I wore bev's mom's heels instead.. And then they started teasing me about my 'supermodel legs' -_- Bloody hell!! Pris and jinx started plotting my demise (a makeover!! *shudders*), so that I can be a model.. *rolls eyes* Apparently jinx is going to sponsor half of the makeover so that 50% of my future modelling earnings can go to him.. Good thing they were kidding -_- I think. x_X &lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO BE A MODEL!!!! I'm too smart for that xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114819019866820981?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114819019866820981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114819019866820981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114819019866820981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114819019866820981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/05/reverie-ii.html' title='reverie II'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114777890203901870</id><published>2006-05-16T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:28:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the spirits play</title><content type='html'>Watched it with moley on saturday (: It was great, goosebumps-inducing and thought-provoking.. Almost cried at one part.. *sniffles* Though the accent of the general was kinda.. odd, and it was quite hard to decipher the speech of this indian soldier guy.. Oh wells.. Glad ni loved the blue roses we bought for her (: Well done, ni!! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Mothers' Day, and we didn't do much preparations for that.. =x Didn't even get a card.. At least I had the initiative to bake a cake!! Banana cake again, but this time it was perfect (: Went for a wedding lunch (how odd), and nicked a beigy-white rose.. (: Looked really nice, but withered equally fast.. *shrugs* Maybe it's because I didn't put it in a vase of water.. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Quite a few interesting events have taken place between then and now, but I can't really remember them so I shall just talk about today.. Highlight of the day was having lunch (me, esther, silver and jinx), and us discussing our childhood memories.. Mine seems really sedate compared to jinx's -_- His family is really affluent and so had lots of antiques around the house.. So one fine day he decides to ride his bike in the house and &lt;i&gt;glass shatters&lt;/i&gt; a vase worth over 8000 dollars was broken. *rolls eyes* Another fine day he decides to dart through the staircase railing, falling from the second story to the coffee table.. Normal children would have been hurt, but turns out that the coffee table was shattered.. O_O! Shocking! Or maybe not really, since jinx is.. Uh.. It'd be prudent for me not to say, or he'll easily pound me into pulp x_X Heh. Like that'd ever happen xD Oh yes, can't possibly forget the incident in primary school, where he was supposed to bring something with a japenese cultural meaning behind it for a cultural fair, and guess what he brought? Nope, not a kimono. Nah, anime's out too. No other takers?? He brought a........... Samurai Sword. A real, frigging sharp Samurai Sword. *faints* &lt;br /&gt;Esther's childhood was really funny too!! The cutest was when she reprimanded a primary 5 prefect in school for talking, when she was in primary 4.. Yeah, she was a prefect too, but still.. It's kinda funny xD And her changing the internet records so that her father wouldn't find out she played neopets the entire day.. Lmao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114777890203901870?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114777890203901870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114777890203901870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114777890203901870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114777890203901870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/05/spirits-play.html' title='the spirits play'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114734677253444065</id><published>2006-05-11T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T19:27:20.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bus</title><content type='html'>Was taking the bus home by myself today, and couldn't help but notice two ladies communicating using sign language.. The fluidity at which their hands moved to form the signs amazed and captivated me, till I realised I was staring rather unabashedly when I observed others on the bus from the corner of my eye staring too. Oops? But anyways, this incident has planted an idea in my head.. Maybe our class could do something like this for CIP project! Learn sign language, and go visit a few centres for the hearing/oral impaired and just interact.. (: &lt;br /&gt;Arrgh! I'm losing control of my sanity.. I'm supposed to be &lt;i&gt;evil&lt;/i&gt;, dammit! Groawr.&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm at it, I might as well vent my anger here on this 'anonymous' flamer on ni's tagboard who ACTUALLY HAD THE NERVE TO CALL HER A 'SCREWWHORE'. Fuck him, asshole! GRRRRRR!!!! I mean, puh-lease. Ni's the sweetest, most innocent, nicest girl I've ever known, and HE ACTUALLY USED SUCH A DEROGATIVE TERM ON HER?! She didn't even know what the term means!! I'm actually hoping to kill two birds with one stone.. If you're still reading this, I'm making a request.. Please visit &lt;a href="http://cloudy-dreamz.blogspot.com"&gt;ni's blog&lt;/a&gt; to majorly flame that anonymous guy's ass. I wouldn't have done this normally, but this incident has gotten me seriously pissed off. GGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If I ever find out who that guy is, I'm going to wring his neck with my bare hands till his head drops off, and I'm gonna feed it to a pack of rabid dogs, then rip his flesh off his bone, muscle by muscle, tendon by tendon, cook these and feed it to his mother, who should have done a proper job of bringing up that seriously screwed up bastard. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, my anger's most dissipated.. Sorry for that grusome ramble xD Now I gotta go shower and have dinner.. Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114734677253444065?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114734677253444065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114734677253444065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114734677253444065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114734677253444065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/05/bus.html' title='the bus'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114708263807327178</id><published>2006-05-08T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T18:03:58.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this can't be the end</title><content type='html'>Title taken from the first whispered part in 'Pieces' by Sum 41 (: Quite apt, since it's supposed to be the end of the election fever.. It's a pity the opposition parties only won 2 seats out of 84 in the Parliament.. *shrugs* Though the margins were quite small, meaning that both sides will be working much harder for the next elections- which I'll be able to vote for!! (: Hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Parkway Parade.. Had lunch there with sylvia, esther, prissy, bev, jinx, alvin, chanel and christine (: Walked into yoshi and saw sminty having lunch with her parents xD Such a coincidence! Anyways me and prissy were pretty crazy after eating, doing all sorts of weird stuff (since when are we not weird??), and later on sminty, christine and prissy were creating funny videos about a handphone-pouch-turned-puppet called Brownie. LMAO! Can only remember 'slutty Brownie' and 'indian Brownie'.. *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;Later on jinx, christine, sminty, bev and prissy had to go back to school for various reasons (art, ??, ?? and badminton training), so me, esther and sylvia walked around Parkway.. Esther wanted to buy hairpins so we went Chameleon, where a crystal star clip caught my eye, but I didn't buy it.. *shrugs* Then she said Isetan had nice accessories too, so we went there, and I got attracted to the sunglasses x) Bought a Chrysil sunglasses for 21.90 that's really cool (: Ni, wanna have a sunglasses outing next time?? xD Us strutting down orchard with our spanking cool shades! Heh. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114708263807327178?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114708263807327178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114708263807327178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114708263807327178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114708263807327178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-cant-be-end.html' title='this can&apos;t be the end'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114692825768699383</id><published>2006-05-06T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:10:57.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go on strike!!</title><content type='html'>Lol. That was kinda random.. Today's title is taken from Chanel's bowling shirt xD &lt;br /&gt;Anyways I went for the Workers' Party rally at serangoon stadium last night!! Exciting but tiring.. Was standing the entire duration (3 hours!!).. And there were a few idiots who were trying to make everyone die of passive smoking.. *rolls eyes* Can't they even resist for 3 short hours?! Don't they know there are CHILDREN and teenagers around?! ROAWR. Yeah, back to the rally.. We (me and my family) reached just on time, but the stands were already filled, so we had to stand at the field x_X And apparently at around 8+ the stadium was jam-packed, so some people had to stand around outside.. Wow. Was kinda exciting following the whole crowd walking towards the stadium.. You really get to feel the atmosphere, the excitement etc (: I'm glad I decided not to not go.. (: Anyways I'm not in the mood to reiterate the main points from the rally last night, so yeah.. But I should, for future references.. HAIYA! Can't remember either, so forget it.. Shall just talk about the interesting bits.. Like this group of people who made a 'WE (heart) SYLVIA' placard.. Lol. And another guy making this huge cardboard hammer.. &lt;br /&gt;Grr.. Someone remind me to hit jinx the next time I see him -_- I was complaining that I was tired, and he started gloating about being in his friend's house, which is right next to the stadium.. GRR!! Oh yeah! I saw yihui just as we were exiting.. Only noticed cos my sis saw the TJ uniform xD Really unique, huh!&lt;br /&gt;TJ's used as a polling station, so we were released early yesterday (: Not that I really felt the effects, cos I'm released at 11.55am every friday, and the 'early release' was at 12.50pm -_- Anyways me, sylvia and esther decided to go bugis street to shop for earrings, and this j2 called marcius with really nice, long eyelashes tagged along.. Lmao. The suan-ing war between him and esther's damn funny xD With loads of sexual innuendos -_- The funniest was marcius saying something about esther being really loose, and esther loudly claimed- in the bus- that 'hey! I'm really tight okay?' LOL. Kudos to your innocent mind if you didn't get that. *looks pointedly at ni* x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114692825768699383?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114692825768699383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114692825768699383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114692825768699383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114692825768699383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/05/lets-go-on-strike.html' title='let&apos;s go on strike!!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114637862025021966</id><published>2006-04-30T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T14:30:20.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy, this is gonna be a loooooong ride</title><content type='html'>Oops! Seems like I've not blogged for three weeks or more.. There've been a few times when I blogged but the stupid computer restarted itself just as I was about to finish typing the entry.. Grrr.. Oh wells, my laziness has also contributed to the un-blogged-ness of my blog (lol?).. Oops? x) So, in order not to tire your eyes out with an incredibly long entry filled with nitty gritty details that not many would be interested in, (lol, was that a long sentence or what?) I shall just summarise the significant events that happened within the past three weeks! (: Fasten your seatbelts, laddies! This is gonna be a looooooooooong ride!&lt;br /&gt;A Monday that happened a few weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;Leakhena came back from UK where she went to study! (: We (Leakhena, me, Liao, Amanda, Trinette) went Crystal Jade to eat. Yum, yum, xiao long bao! Yum, yum, la mian! (: Haha.. Though we felt kinda guilty being out on Orchard Road in our school uniforms, on a &lt;i&gt;Monday&lt;/i&gt; night. Oops? At least I didn't have much homework on that day.. I think..&lt;br /&gt;A Thursday most TJCians would remember:&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I’m talking about Mardi Gras! Which actually means ‘Fat Tuesday’ in I-forgot-what-language.. Lol. Funny how we had it on a Thursday and still called it ‘Fat Tuesday’. *snickers* Every class had to come up with a theme-d style of dressing, and we chose ‘Glamorous’! (: And hardly anyone ended up wearing glam -_- Sheesh. Anyways ni and I went shopping at Orchard before that (: Bought this really cool (and glam!) necklace for only 9 bucks!! At mini-bits (: And well.. The event itself was kinda.. Boring. *shrugs* Except for ni and I getting henna paintings on our hands, and us acting les. Lol. We’re preparing for our debut performance, with ni’s mom being the audience. LOL! Cos she kicked up a big fuss when ni watched a movie with a guy alone.. Weird.. &lt;br /&gt;Just Another Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Received our psychometric profiling test results, everything’s low except for K, and my liberality is abnormally high. ‘nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;Traumatising Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Totally screwed up my Humanities Scholarship selection interview.. And Mrs Loke (principal of TJC), who incidentally was on the panel of interviewers, looked disappointed upon hearing my STUPID, STUPID answers. *depressed* Blah. *bangs head against a wall* &lt;br /&gt;Good thing I visited AC after that to lessen my trauma.. Lol. It was surprisingly easy to enter the school.. All I had to do was to inform the security guard that I’m visiting, and be humiliated while he tried to wonder what school I’m from.. Thanks for reminding me of TJC’s inconspicuousness by asking if the T stands for Tampines. -_- Sheesh. Anyways I crashed GP and Chinese lessons! LOL! Good thing the teachers were nice, or I’d have been rotting somewhere in the school.. xD &lt;br /&gt;And now we’re on to this week! This week that wasn’t very exciting.. *shrugs* Oh well… Though I indirectly shared a plate of rojak with a teacher when jinx ordered too much food and couldn’t finish.. You know you have too much food when there are three people- two of them having just eaten and couldn’t stomach anymore- one plate of oyster omelette, &lt;b&gt;TWO&lt;/b&gt; plates of rojak and one plate of rice-thingy. Lol. And I’m the house cat!! (: Jinx is the dad, Silver’s the eldest daughter, Prissy’s the middle child, Bev’s the youngest daughter, Esther’s the aunt who’s always complaining that she’s not married at this age, and I’m the house cat! LOL! And yeah, this family’s quite dysfunctional.. The mom’s always changing -_- And whoaaaaa! Apparently Jinx is going to be paid 250k if he trains for the next asian games!! O_O! And his name was mentioned in don’t-know-when’s Today paper, where he’s supposed to shoulder the burden of winning the OSIM triathlon for Singapore.. Lol! Yep, so now Bev’s psycho-ing Jinx into training, so that he can treat us to some buffet at some hotel.. Whee! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114637862025021966?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114637862025021966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114637862025021966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114637862025021966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114637862025021966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/04/boy-this-is-gonna-be-loooooong-ride.html' title='Boy, this is gonna be a loooooong ride'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114441861335941816</id><published>2006-04-07T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:03:33.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Floobuck's harrassing me</title><content type='html'>In case you didn't get it, Mr. Floobuck refers to the darn flu-bug that persists in attacking my already &lt;s&gt;frail&lt;/s&gt; weak? body. Arrgh. I'm so familiar with &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt; it that I've decided to name it (give him a first name anyway).. Uh. I'M HAVING A MEMORY LAPSE! SOMEBODY THROW ME A FLOATING RING THINGY! &lt;br /&gt;Yeeeah, can't remember what I named Floobuck, so I'll just have to call it *points to word before my previous comma* that. &lt;br /&gt;I JUST DEVIATED FROM MY ORIGINAL TOPIC!!! Whatever it was, I can't remember now anyways. Hah. Here's an interesting extract from a msn conversation to placate you guys..&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i realised i'm 64kg after dinner&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i shdn't be so light!!!&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i can't be so light!!&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU CALL 64 LIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;what about 42.5, HUH!&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing a lot of weight from falling sick!!!1&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;O_O   &lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;but u don't play rugby&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i do!!&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;you play rugby?&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;what happened to softball?&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;or something?&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAVING A MEMORY LAPSE&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i told u so many times alrdy!&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyO&lt;br /&gt;-   I need weight!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;tj doesn't have rugby right?&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;no water polo either&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;NO EYEBALL-BURNING-INDUCING GUYS AROUND&lt;br /&gt;and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and all the yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death" is me, whilst "-   I need weight!!!" is a rugger in HC..&lt;br /&gt;There! I'M NOT AS ALOOF AS SOME PEOPLE OUT THERE *waves vaguely around* LIKE TO THINK I AM, OK?! I do appreciate the 'aesthetically-pleasing homo sapiens who are of the opposite gender'.. Just that I don't make a big fuss out of it. -_- &lt;br /&gt;Good night! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114441861335941816?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114441861335941816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114441861335941816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114441861335941816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114441861335941816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/04/mr-floobucks-harrassing-me.html' title='Mr. Floobuck&apos;s harrassing me'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114397062556353045</id><published>2006-04-02T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T17:37:05.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>qing ming jie</title><content type='html'>Blah! It was raining elephants and rhinos and dinosaurs and whales and dragons just now.. Got soaked even though I was standing under the shelter, with my back against the wall, and a considerable distance between where I stood and where the shelter ends. ZZZzzz.. So you'll know what happened if I'm not in school tomorrow.. (talking to anyone from 34/06 reading my blog)&lt;br /&gt;And... ERJIE AW! STOP READING MY BLOG! *turns sharply and glares at erjie's bf* YOU TOO! GGRRRRRRR.. *swipes claws at couple* meeerrrowwww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=purrplecat"&gt;PLEASE CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=purrplecat"&gt;or here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=purrplecat"&gt;This is my johari window, and any contribution would be greatly appreciated. (:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114397062556353045?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114397062556353045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114397062556353045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114397062556353045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114397062556353045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/04/qing-ming-jie.html' title='qing ming jie'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114390264389673708</id><published>2006-04-01T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:50:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an update on the two weeks in which I was too lazy to blog</title><content type='html'>Nice long title, eh? I'm too lazy (notice any patterns?) to elaborate, so shall just skim through each day, for the sake of blogging. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Week..&lt;br /&gt;Monday: First day of school! We were given our timetables and it rocks.. I end school at 12.50 on mondays and tuesdays, and 11.55 on fridays.. Hah. Got re-introduced to the class- or rather, cg since I was sick on our first day as a cg and couldn't remember anybody's name, other than beverly (hard not to) and kryshelle (same og, bay-beh!) Lol. Was quite worried that I'd be ostracized or something for being a 2nd intake, but went through some 'girl bonding' after school with esther, sylvia, kryshelle and beverly at bugis junction.. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Can't really remember what happened, but our cg went parkway parade for lunch after school. Made a startling discovery that there's a bus to AC at TJ- 196, which dragged me kicking and screaming down memory lane.. ): &lt;i&gt;Edit: Oh yeah, I'm taking over mo's mantle, and am now the lit rep for cg 34/06 (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Learnt how to tie a tie! Kryshelle would make a really good wife in the future.. She was tying for most people in the morning (: And the rest of my wednesdays in this year would be quite troublesome.. Gotta change out of uniform after flag raising for pe, and change back after that. *rolls eyes* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: We had an one-hour-and-fifty-minutes break before GP, so the cg decided to have lunch at the cafe cartel in siglap road (didn't know this place existed =x). However, due to certain unexpected.. delays, we knew we couldn't make it in time, and so mrs noordin (our ct) let us postpone one period of gp (we were supposed to have two). Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Ended school at 11.55, but loitered around the side gate until 12.30, when the school auntie finally unlocked the gate. Lol, we occupied ourselves by waving a piece of paper with 'PLEASE OPEN THE GATE (:' in front of the security camera in the meantime. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. It was my idea.. *winks mischievously* After our exulted release, we headed down to parkway parade for lunch, and then beverly and priscilla went to meet shaun? shawn?, who was from 34/06 in the first two months.. Realising we looked pretty stupid standing around in a circle, we went to macs to sit and talk.. And someone got pelted with bird poop (can't remember who.. =x) AND THE BIRD POOP STRIKES AGAIN!!!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! Fearing for our safety, we moved under the umbrella, which got pelted by what we thought was a cascade of bird poopS. Turned out it was some idiot emptying his leftover bubble tea above us -_- &lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for &lt;s&gt;air rifle&lt;/s&gt; shooting trials after that, and ;__; I did quite badly for air rifle.. Wasn't used to this rifle ;__; Trigger's too light, compared to the previous one I trained with.. Decided to try out air pistol for fun, and.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Bought new TV for parents' room. Looks real spiffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Dental appointment. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Week..&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Had make-up GP after school, and I did my 3 minute talk.. ): mrs noordin said it was quite bad.. I HATE PUBLIC SPEAKING. And orals. And my impending doom. HORROR!!  Humanities Scholarship interview is freaking me out ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Mind's shutting down; can't remember what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Ditto tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: I didn't get into air rifle!!! I'M IN AIR PISTOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL ;__; *depressed* Ironic really. Trained rifle for two months, got into ACJC's air rifle school team but got rejected for TJ. *angst* Tried air pistol for fun, seeing as I haven't shot before, and I bloody got in. -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Supposed to have house event at 6.15, but it was postponed due to the heavy rain.. *despair* Had training before make-up geog, which was before the house event, which didn't happen in the end. ): &lt;i&gt;Edit: How could I have forgotten this?! Had our first swim pe at BEDOK SWIMMING COMPLEX.. Arrgh.. Public pool.. How mortifying- though I've rediscovered the joys of swimming.. And discovered the heavenly, divine food, also called subway cookies. Though I almost gagged when I bit into oatmeal raisin. Gross.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: My entire right arm is aching.. Could feel my muscles throbbing when I lugged our new digital boxsets (swapped our old ones) around.. Incredibly tired now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys enjoyed what is most prolly my last blog entry... That's right.. In case you thought you've misread, THIS IS MY LAST BLOG ENTRY. I've succumbed to my ongoing depression, and have decided to end my life.. It's just such a burden, going through this hell.. Don't see the point of living.. Doesn't seem to have much meaning....... I bid thee farewell......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS' DAY!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAOO. Did you really think I would forget this momentous occassion?! Though I don't think this is a really good prank.. Raise your hands if you believed I really intended to commit suicide! *sees no hands raised* Blah. *sulks* Fine. Maybe I really should do so, then...... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114390264389673708?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114390264389673708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114390264389673708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114390264389673708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114390264389673708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/04/update-on-two-weeks-in-which-i-was-too.html' title='an update on the two weeks in which I was too lazy to blog'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114269292660017822</id><published>2006-03-18T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:42:06.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LotR marathon</title><content type='html'>I've rewatched it so many times I've lost count, and there's no doubt about it. The Lord of the Rings trilogy's the best movie(s?) I've ever seen in my entire life. And it's the only movie where I actually cry, and find no shame in doing it. *sniffles*&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my speech is somewhat affected by that of the characters in the movies.. That tends to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;LOTR ROCKS MY SOCKS!!!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem, hem! Had to release that, or the pent up 'LotR rules'-ness in me might find some other outlet, and.. *winces* Don't think it'd be pretty when it does!&lt;br /&gt;The end of the march holidays draws near.. Signifying the start of a proper school term in TJ.. *shrugs* Just hope it'll turn out well, along with the rest of my schooling in TJ.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Yes, I know that my entries have been short lately.. Just haven't had much inspiration, nor the mood to blog.. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114269292660017822?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114269292660017822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114269292660017822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114269292660017822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114269292660017822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/03/lotr-marathon.html' title='LotR marathon'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114164927029221154</id><published>2006-03-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:47:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day in TJ</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day in TJ.. And I've been missing AC almost the entire time, and mentally kicking myself for being so stupid. AARRRRGGGGHHHHH!! What the f*** was I thinking during JAE application period?!?! Maybe I should go to AC tomorrow (conveniently crashing during orientation xD) and go on my knees and beg Mrs Chan to take me back in.. ;__; &lt;br /&gt;Nah.. Don't wanna commit social suicide.. I'm bound to offend people if I crash the JC I was in on the second day of orientation.. And if my appeal isn't successful (KNOCK ON WOOD!! *knocks my own head this time, joce*)... *shudders* My next two years in TJ would be.. Horrible, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;Realised I've been exaggerating and thinking the WCSs (Worst Case Scenario) of everything.. I might be PMS-ing =x Wednesday how?? There's dragonboating.. =/ Gonna puke all the way x_X &lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;I miss everyone (especially 1AA1 ;__;) and everything (the canteen, the lifts, every part of ACJC) so much, I even miss the teachers (mdm rahimah and the fabulous lit teachers ;__;), and the canteen vendors.. *sniffles* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let's all just cross our fingers and hope for the best.&lt;/i&gt; -Chudley Cannons motto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114164927029221154?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114164927029221154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114164927029221154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114164927029221154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114164927029221154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/03/first-day-in-tj.html' title='first day in TJ'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114140458244532237</id><published>2006-03-04T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:49:42.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAE posting</title><content type='html'>The results are out, and it seems like I always don't get what I want. For PSLE I put SCGS as 4th choice, actually. And now I got into my 5th choice: TJC. Oh wells, I often don't know what's best for myself anyways. Wouldn't have been able to make such great friends in SC if I got into my first choice.. &lt;br /&gt;I feel really stupid though ;__; I appealled back to AC today.. I'm too lazy to justify myself now (look at the time, dude!), so yeah. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;Just an interesting titbit before I go sleep: I did this quiz (look below if you haven't already), and answered with full honesty (: Let the results speak for themselves xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid #000000; background-color: #ffffff; padding: 8px; margin: 8px; font: 12px sans-serif; color: #000000; line-height: 20px; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: none; background-color: #ffffff; font: bold 16px sans-serif; color: #000000; margin: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; padding: 0px;"&gt;You Are A: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/kitty.html" target="_top"&gt;Kitten&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cuteducky.com/img/kitty.jpg" style="border: none; margin: 0px 12px 12px 0px; float: left; height: 100px width: 100px" alt="kitty cat"&gt;Cute as can be, kittens are playful, mischevious, and ever-curious. Your mischevious side is part of what makes you a kitten, as is your dislike of getting wet! Kittens are often loving, but are known to scratch or bite when annoyed. These adorable animals are the most popular pets in the United States--37% of American households have at least one cat.  Whether it is your gentle purr or your disarming appearance, you make a wonderful kitten.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;You were almost a:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/bear.html" target="_top"&gt;Bear Cub&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/keet.html" target="_top"&gt;Parakeet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are least like a:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/lamb.html" target="_top"&gt;Lamb&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/ghog.html" target="_top"&gt;Groundhog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animal_quiz.html" style="clear: both; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 8px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Cute Animal Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114140458244532237?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114140458244532237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114140458244532237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114140458244532237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114140458244532237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/03/jae-posting.html' title='JAE posting'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114130757636374449</id><published>2006-03-02T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T22:30:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of chocolate buffets and more</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeeeeeeeee!!!! I went for the chocolate buffet at Fullerton last Saturday.. Was supposed to go with my sis, but she had diarrhoea, so I went with ni instead (: It was kinda disappointing though.. ): There wasn't any chocolate-chocolate, but mostly cakes, fondue and hot cocoa.. ): Not even ice-cream!! Or mudpies!!! Or brownies!!!! ):! And everything wasn't sweet enough.. Uh, not sweet enough to satisfy my sweet tooth, anyways xD &lt;br /&gt;Fell sick on Sunday, so didn't go to school on Monday.. Nothing much happened on Tuesday.. Then on Wednesday we had Founder's Day! (: Everyone wore AC uniform- including me, which made me feel like staying even more.. Then we were supposed to have a class outing, but in the end only me, rachel, jessica, samuel, martin and hoong khit (pink specs dude) played pool and bowled.. And samuel kept laughing at jessica for not being able to bowl well.. -_- How mean. &lt;br /&gt;Bleah.. Too sleepy to type more, but the most important point is probably.. SCHOOL POSTING RESULTS OUT TOMORROW! Yeah. And we're given the day off (: So I can sleep my ass off. Waking up at 8 to check my posting first, of course. &lt;br /&gt;Xin wen bao gao wan bi, wan an! &lt;br&gt;(That's the end of today's news, good night!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114130757636374449?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114130757636374449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114130757636374449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114130757636374449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114130757636374449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/03/of-chocolate-buffets-and-more.html' title='Of chocolate buffets and more'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-114027255118578158</id><published>2006-02-18T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T22:22:31.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funorama XVIII</title><content type='html'>Wow.. I haven't blogged for about a week! Amazing how I could &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; blog with so many events happening between then and now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;: Bleh, realised on Saturday that I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; fail Higher Chinese.. T_T" My precious two bonus points.. ): Anyways I didn't go to school because I didn't feel well.. Ended up going back to school though. SC! x) To appeal for a review of my higher chinese paper -_- And to get certified true copies of certificates and results slip etc to apply for the Humanities Scholarship. Not like I'd get it. ): I'd screw the interview up. If I even get it. ): After that I went to the ang mo kio polyclinic to see the doctor.. Mentioned that I've been sick since last week, so the doctor gave me TWO days MC AND two WEEKS of excuse for PE. YAYY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;: Applied for JAE.. First choice's RJC and the second is HC. Eurgh. Should have put NJC as second instead. There's no chance in hell I'm going to get into HC if I can't get into RJC.. -_- Oh yes, forgot to mention that I'd have to put the 5 Humanities Center (aka top 5 jcs) as my first five choices if I wanna apply for the Humanities Scholarship. Or so I thought. -_- Though, YAY! That evening when my mom came home I received a new phone! (: It's second hand but the previous owner hasn't used it before (that's what the dealer said anyway). It's my reward for doing well! Though I failed Higher Chinese.. ): I still feel the sting now. Grrr.. HOW COULD I HAVE FAILED?!?! I've &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; failed Higher Chinese exams before, and I got B3 for Prelims!! IT'S A CONSPIRACY! To make people pay $100.80 for the review.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, I'm fully aware Tuesday was Valentine's Day, and I missed out on all the sweets and flowers and CHOCOLATE by missing school.. ): Not by choice, though. Asked my mom if I could go to school since ni wanted to crash. But since I wasn't allowed to go to school (first time in my life this happened), she decided not to crash... ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;: Back to school, I go! And cindy passed me a paperbag of Valentine's Day gifts before assembly, saying a guy asked her to. WHO IS IT?! Felt weird.. Never thought anyone would like me ): WHY DOES ANYONE LIKE ME (as a friend) ANYWAY?! I'm a horrible person.. ): I always oversleep and make ni wait for me while I rush for our outings.. ): Getting back on track.. Uh, yeah. I still can't figure out who the guy is. *shrugs* Examined the note and thought I knew who he is, but he isn't who I thought he was. o_O I'm confusing myself. Too tired to think straight. Anyways I asked cindy if he's who I think he is, and she said no. Oh well, I'll be honest and confess that I haven't put much effort into investigating, so shall just have to wait. *shrugs* Or maybe I should just confess that I'm asexual. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with ni after school and had MOS burger.. For details you should just read &lt;a href="http://cloudy-dreamz.blogspot.com"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;. Just too tired to type.. =/ Gotta get these thoughts penned before they disappear ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;erjie saw the gifts and started shrieking and laughing, even yelling 'CHERYL HAS A SECRET ADMIRER!!' for the whole house to hear. -_- If it's possible to die of embarrassment, I might have. SHE EVEN TOLD HER FRIENDS!!! Saw two of them today and they were like 'hey, heard you have a suitor. good job' or something like that. I WAS TOO SHOCKED TO REMEMBER. When she gets back I.am.going.to.wring.her.neck!! Yes, even my parents were laughing at me. -_- Shouldn't they be worried that someone likes their daughter?! Tsk, tsk!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;: Found out during assembly that the application form for the Humanities Scholarship are due today instead of 17 feb, as stated on the form. Eurgh. Rushed back home to get my form done, during our 'free periods'. Lol. We skipped the afternoon lessons, actually. Sssshhhh.. We slacked around at the bleeches, pretending to be painting our stall banners even though it was already completed. xD Sabrina and I went for range training in the evening, and hoooray! I think I've made lots of improvement since my first time.. (:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;: funorama&lt;i&gt;yaddidah&lt;/i&gt;excitement&lt;i&gt;yaddidoh&lt;/i&gt;preparationwork&lt;i&gt;yaddoduh&lt;/i&gt;giantIMM&lt;i&gt;yaddidih&lt;/i&gt; lostprizes&lt;i&gt;yaddideh&lt;/i&gt;.. Whirlwind of activities in school on friday! I could already feel the funorama spirit.. (: Anyways the highlight of the day is when our class took neoprints after having dinner together.. Samuel was the only guy there out of 9 girls, and was forced to take the neoprint with us, insisting that it's gay. While our photos were being taken he stood at the background, looking kinda awkward.. And rachel the decorator wrote 'GAY' on samuel in the neoprint xD Kinda funny but mean. And I don't feel evil anymore ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TODAY, THE FUNORAMA DAY!&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Funorama XVIII: guaranteed to wear you out. It sure did! I already felt worn out &lt;b&gt;yesterday&lt;/b&gt;! *shrugs* Or maybe I'm just unfit. Reached school at 7 and there was already a flurry of activities. FUN! Did our preparations and started pulling our first customers.. FUN! Ni and ethel came just when my shift ended and I sorta showed them around.. Ni insists she hasn't had any fun though ): WHO ASK HER TO COME FOR SUCH A SHORT TIME?! With so little coupons, too! HUMPH! Then I walked around with mo and her family for a bit, and watched mrs chan (the principal) get dunked! Wheeee! FUN! My break ended and I went back to helping.. The food stall ran out of ingredients and the games stall ran out of prizes by 3+.. Hehe, just shows our popular our stalls were xD Not sure how we survived getting by with so little prizes in the games store, but we did! FUN! (: Met lots of SC people too! FUN! After everything ended we cleaned up our stores and slacked while waiting for the classroom doors to be unlocked.. Then li min and I walked around, looking for stuff to waste our last coupons on.. Bought 3 daisies (: Travelled home and all that crap and now I'm at home, soon to drop dead on my bed, unresponsive to the world for hopefully more than 12 hours. x) Good night! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Some people may think that I'm being too detailed/longwinded etc in my blog entries, but I blog also for my benefit: looking back at my memories a few months later and reminiscing. So.. If you don't like it, don't read it. Period. &lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. If you're the guy please leave a message on my chatterbox. This is to facilitate my almost-non-existent investigative work. Thanks. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-114027255118578158?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/114027255118578158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=114027255118578158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114027255118578158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/114027255118578158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/02/funorama-xviii.html' title='funorama XVIII'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113958651193282246</id><published>2006-02-10T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T00:10:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh.</title><content type='html'>Today's emotional upheaval has taken its toll on me. I.am.falling.sick. AGAIN! ): Or maybe I AM sick. I DON'T KNOW! I've been sick so often that I don't even know if I'm actually sick.&lt;br /&gt;Physically ill, for those &lt;i&gt;mentally&lt;/i&gt; sick people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Ignore that last sentence, I'm feeling lethargic and my brain feels groggy right now. And, oh yes, I'm not dead after all. Feeling quite alive, as a matter of fact. *pats body, from head to toe* Yep, body parts intact. Except for probably my brain. It's gone on a holiday. Remember, emotional upheaval and its toll and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Felt kinda anticlimatic, receiving &lt;i&gt;tons&lt;/i&gt; of papers after one whole morning of squealing and freaking out and all-that-usual-stuff. All I'm going to say is that my results were- &lt;b&gt;ARE&lt;/b&gt; really unexpected.. For better AND worse. I certainly didn't expect my higher chinese to do so badly.. ): D7!! It's even worse than mo! ):! I seriously think that my essay went out of point somewhere. Or something. I DON'T KNOW! How can my chinese grades jump from one end of the spectrum to the other just like that?! *snaps fingers at 'that'* A1 for chinese and DEE-SEVENNNNNN for higher chinese!! Eurgh. At least I didn't fail. Otherwise I might have fainted there and then. That would have been 2 bonus points, wasted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Didn't expect to do as well as I did for the sciences though.. (: So, yeah. I wanted to make a certain number the theme for today's blog, but I thought it'd be too obvious what my L1R5 is, and some people might think I'm bragging/rubbing it in/whatsoever.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really tired now.. And I'm starting to spot a trend. I tend to say that I'm tired and am 'off to sleep now' or something along these lines towards the end of my blog entries. Blah. I'm getting too predictable. Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;My brain is dead&lt;br /&gt;Falling off my head&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I should go to bed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113958651193282246?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113958651193282246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113958651193282246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113958651193282246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113958651193282246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/02/uh.html' title='uh.'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113949161720004998</id><published>2006-02-09T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T21:53:55.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doom</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling hyper now. Nervousness/Anxiety-induced hyperification. And this time's hyper is overdramatic hyper. &lt;b&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/b&gt; DOOOOOOM, I TELL YE! &lt;i&gt;DOoOoOoOoOoO&lt;b&gt;MMMMMMM&lt;/b&gt; TO ALL OF US&lt;/i&gt;, come tomorrow. Tomorrow, tomorrow! Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow- &lt;b&gt;NEVER COMES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem, hem. I'm being the way I am in the face of INEVITABLE &lt;b&gt;DOOOOOOOOOM&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow. *insert whole 'tomorrow' routine here* I wanna go off with a &lt;i&gt;BIG &lt;b&gt;BAAAAAANGGGGGG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, so that future generations will remember me, preferrably not forever, because that would simply be creeeepy. Yes. Remember me, as the-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;GIRL-WHO-DIED-WITH-A-****ING-BIG-BANG&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HORROR! I've been all doom-afied that I forgot to let you guys know what occassion it is tomorrow. Though you probably already know, otherwise.. WHAT ARE YOU DOING, READING MY BLOG? &lt;b&gt;REVEAL YOUR IDENTITY!!!!&lt;/b&gt; Yes. At my chatterbox. 3rd heart from the left, thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. Being dramatic is tiring. Good night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I may be back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113949161720004998?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113949161720004998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113949161720004998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113949161720004998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113949161720004998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/02/doom.html' title='doom'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113903854517602207</id><published>2006-02-04T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T15:35:45.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't updated in a long time.. Been really busy during Chinese New Year.. Receiving ang baos can be really tiring, you know. *snickers* Jk! Also had to prepare all the praying stuff, play with cousins and nephews, entertain guests etc.. So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was school. Bleah. How am I going to survive two years of JC?! Just three consecutive days of school gets me tired.. I've been sleeping 12 hours every Saturday, just to make up for lost sleep. *shrugs* I didn't even sleep for 12 hours during the holidays! &lt;br /&gt;Uh.. Some of you might think 'Duh!', but my logic works in a different way.. Lol. Anyways, rumours has it that the results will be out next week! Hmmm.. Actually they're no longer rumours, since the teachers sorta confirmed it. Arrgh, what if I don't do well?! Anyways I've already decided that I'd go RJ if I can even make it in, but I'll most likely be going SA.. Goodbye, fundraisings, hello, ____. Uh, I don't really know what SA's famous/notorious for, so SA-ians fill that up. xD&lt;br /&gt;Erjie's friends (50 of them, mind you) are coming over later for her 21st birthday party! Time to bring out the funorama coupons! It's selling time. xD &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am, indeed, going crazy. Lol. All that commas. Reminds me of The Fall of the HOuse of Usher, with tons of commas, and the seemingly never ending sentences. xD&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113903854517602207?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113903854517602207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113903854517602207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113903854517602207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113903854517602207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/02/havent-updated-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113846109832326002</id><published>2006-01-28T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T00:38:05.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year</title><content type='html'>Bleh. It's exhausting! *points to entry title* x(&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I managed to tweak the html coding a bit so that the words are more read-able! (: Easier than expected too!&lt;br /&gt;Crashed SA again yesterday.. Watched ni perform with the indian cultural society.. Hehe, ni was saying 'that's why it's called indian &lt;i&gt;cultural&lt;/i&gt; society and not indian society..' Because there are malays and chinese in it too! &lt;br /&gt;Uh.. Don't really know what I need to say.. Brain's kinda dead now.. Good night, and happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;*edit* It's 12.25am now.. Happy Chinese New Year!! May everyone have a prosperous new year.. *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;I spent my CNY's eve watching a christmas show.. Lmao! The show I watched is Elf! Pretty cute, even though I couldn't help but hum christmas carols for the rest of the day.. Until I was attacked by loud, blaring chinese new year songs x_X" Then some of them got stuck in my head. &lt;br /&gt;Eurgh.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Saggitaurus-es will have the best 'tao hua yun' this new year.. Followed by Aquarius (: Oh yeah, Sadges will have the best luck in dealing with money too.. We'll see about that xD&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113846109832326002?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113846109832326002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113846109832326002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113846109832326002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113846109832326002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='chinese new year'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113818095487196310</id><published>2006-01-25T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:22:34.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>New blogskin! (: Bet some of you are rejoicing, thinking 'Cheryl finally changed her blogskin!!' or something along these lines anyway. Hehe. This blogskin is best viewed with IE, though. And the words are tiny and kinda hard to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on to what this blog was meant to be about! My dilemma! I'm not sure if I should remain in AC for JAE, or move to another JC. And if I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; move to another JC, which one to move to? SA, where ni and liao are currently in? Or NY, which is right opposite my house, and that cindy and serene (classmates) raved about today? They crashed NY yesterday, I think. And were avidly talking about whether they could transfer to NY now, even though they live nearer AC. Wow. Kinda ironic, if you ask me. I live near NY but chose to go AC. They live near AC but wanna go to NY. Lmao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've drawn up a table, comparing SA and AC, but now I think I might have to add NY in.. It'd be kinda.. I don't know.. Moving to another JC almost immediately after fun-o-rama, which we're toiling over? Raise all that funds for a JC I'm not even going to remain at? Gah! When did life cease to be as simple as it was (whenever 'it' was)? And I don't think I'm very coherent now! Ooops. Making my decision is giving me a headache! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started considering leaving AC because of the amount of time I'd have to spend travelling home each day.. It takes about one and a half hours, by the current route I'm taking.. It might be faster if I take 74 to ang mo kio mrt station, since I spend about 10-15 minutes waiting for 156.. Eurgh! I DON'T KNOWWWWWWW... I don't feel like thinking about all this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113818095487196310?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113818095487196310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113818095487196310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113818095487196310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113818095487196310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/01/dilemma.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113757256379367418</id><published>2006-01-18T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:22:43.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crashing SA</title><content type='html'>Did that yesterday! It was really fun (: Running around their track, stalking glamis with ni, helping ni take shots of glamis which turned out blur because I kept laughing, teasing ni about her hopeless crush for glamis.. And of course, trying out their canteen food. Hahahaha... Seriously, ni's obsessed with glamis.. She's becoming a stalker! *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our classes were posted yesterday, even though it was supposed to be today. Oh wells, went to the board straight after reaching school, and found out I'm in 1AA1. Whee! What's that term for words that spell the same way forwards and backwards?? x) wen yi's not in the same class as me though.. ): Even though there's another girl in my class taking the exact same subject combination as her. *shrugs* This will force me to come out of my comfort zone (this is a very weird place in cheryl-land), and make friends with my classmates! (: There are only 17 people in my class, 3 of them guys. My form teacher's Mdm Rahimah, the Econs teacher! Hehe, and while assigning duties for fun-o-rama she was saying something about capital and setting a lower target for our funds since we have lesser manpower. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the Tickets Sales rep! I may have to ask schools for permission to sell the tickets there! x_X! Whee! Definitely gotta go SC =D And maybe SA xD If I manage to plan everything right in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for ni to crash AC! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to go for fun-o-rama?? Every purchase of a sheet of coupon entitles you to free discount vouchers! I know you can get discounts for long john silver, and maybe Levi's?? I don't know! Wen yi got her tickets but I have not.. ): Anyways, fun-o-rama will be really fun! (: You may get to dunk the principal.. *snickers* The person throwing the balls missed, but a little boy standing nearby went to push the lever, causing the principal to get dunked anyway. LOL! Each sheet of coupon costs 10 bucks, people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun-o-rama the 18th will be held on the 18th of February!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113757256379367418?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113757256379367418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113757256379367418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113757256379367418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113757256379367418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/01/crashing-sa.html' title='crashing SA'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113714850874910553</id><published>2006-01-13T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:35:08.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>BOO! It's Friday the 13th! And yeah, my day did go really badly.. *sulks* Especially with my choir audition today.. ): I was so nervous that I sung out of tune! Worst still, I forgot the tune and the lyrics =x Note to self: Never laugh at people who forgets their tune/lyrics in Singapore/American Idol. Blah! I guess I'm better off with a sports CCA.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, it's the infamous &lt;b&gt;subject registration&lt;/b&gt; today! My subject combination is as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;H2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature in English&lt;br /&gt;Economics&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;H1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;others&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW&lt;br /&gt;GP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chinese&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EURGH! Why the *insert vulgarity of your choice here* do I have to continue taking Chinese?! I'm fairly confident that I'd pass my O level Higher Chinese.. Didn't get B3 for Prelims for nothing -_- Oh well.. At least it'd still be counted as one completed unit (min. 10, remember)- which means that while the rest are having Chinese lessons, I'd have a free period! Whoopie! And I'm free from &lt;i&gt;sciences&lt;/i&gt;. Such a relief. I can't do science papers for nuts. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about other than these.. Been rotting away in school for the past few days.. Will continue doing so next week, since I only have max 3 lectures a day. *rolls eyes* My life in a new system of education is spent unproductively. Hoorah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113714850874910553?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113714850874910553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113714850874910553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113714850874910553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113714850874910553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-13th.html' title='friday the 13th'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113664534125247082</id><published>2006-01-07T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:49:01.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of orientation</title><content type='html'>It was the end of orientation yesterday.. *sniffles* ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I would like to commend the OGLs on a FANTASTIC job done! *two thumbs up* I already feel like I've been in AC for a looong time.. The AC spirit is... Blah. As one of the teachers (or principal, or whoever it is, I can't remember) said, the AC spirit is hard to describe, and you'll only understand it when you're feeling it. Hahahaha.. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the OGLs seem to have an unlimited supply of energy.. Even while almost everyone seems dead, they're still cheering away, which ends up in everyone else cheering too.. TEH ENERGY! Haha.. &lt;b&gt;THE WORLD&lt;/b&gt;! *does the 'the world' handsign*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't play pool and bowl yesterday in the end.. By the time everyone was ready it was already 3.15pm, and we had 'lunch' till 4.30pm.. KPool was full and chevron (the place with bowling alley) is far away from JEC.. So we went to the arcade instead! I hadn't been to an arcade in a few years, till yesterday x_X" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO to the lousy weather we've been having for the past few days, even though it made the mud squishier.. It started raining during the campfire!! We had the 'campfire' (without the actual fire) in the badminton hall in the end.. ): Our spirits weren't dampened though!! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played a few games, sang a few campfire songs (with a heel and a toe and a new friend found!) and had the clan mascot fashion show! Wheee! Timothy (same german class last time!) dressed up as DRACO MALFOYYYYY!!! WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! SLYTHERIN RULES! *cheers wildly* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs* You didn't see that. Slytherin doesn't do cheering. We appear indifferent to .. THE WORLD! *does the 'the world' handsign* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Talking about handsigns reminds me of AC cheers.. Every AC cheer is assigned a hand signal, so during mass rallying the OGLs just did the signal and everyone (mostly, anyway) knew which cheer. HOW COOL! But with so many cheers (I counted 8, but I think I missed one or two), it's kinda hard to remember everything in a few hours. Bleah x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought mass dance was weird at the start.. Didn't really expect them to have it in the hall, where everyone was packed together like sardines.. So only a few people danced at first.. ): It was really fun in the end though! I left halfway, so I don't know how long everyone else danced.. We have 2 mass dances! One Michael Jackson song (really fast with sleek moves x_X") and another song which I don't know the name of. WHEEE! It was really cool, seeing everyone dancing Black and White (the M.J. song) together.. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apollo gathered halfway through the dance, and the OGLs passed out a few small tokens from them, and sorta just... Talked about how much fun they had leading us throughout this orientation and all that.. Felt ethereal.. I could hear the blaring sounds of the dance music and see everyone dancing, but it only really hit me then that the orientation's ending.. ): I wanted to stay to dance somemore but I was quite worried that there wouldn't be anymore buses, so I left, took my bag, and my dajie called me, saying that she'd be able to fetch me. Blah! ): If I knew earlier I could have stayed for about 10 minutes longer.. Oh well.. Beats a 1.5 hour bus-ride anytime! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;ACSperience rocked.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113664534125247082?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113664534125247082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113664534125247082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113664534125247082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113664534125247082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/01/end-of-orientation.html' title='end of orientation'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113647067810161880</id><published>2006-01-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:17:58.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation</title><content type='html'>My brains are still not really working well, but I figured that putting this (blogging about orientation) off anymore would end up with my not blogging about this at all, so you'd just have to tolerate my crappy sentences whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's about 15 to an OG, and 14 OGs make up one Lossehalen (sp?) clan. I prolly mentioned the 4 clan genres the last time round. Anyways, my OG is Apollo, and we belong to the Carnsir clan. Mo, mandy and wen yi are in Kyofu.. ): And their cheers are really cute! 'k-y-o-F-U!!!' *clan points to other clans* A bit vulgar, but yeah. And they have another one that goes 'We are HOT!' *presses finger to forearm and makes sizzling sound* My clan retaliates with 'No, you're NOT!!' xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are gonna send a probe to Uranus! *claps thrice, wiggles hand and all that funny stuff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sing ACS forever more, our ACS forever..' Gah. The chorus of the school song's stuck in my head. x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going for OG outing (pool and bowling!) tomorrow, from 2 to 6.30, before the campfire starts. Whee! Hope the fire doesn't explode or something... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised I haven't really talked about my OG. We have 3 OGLs- Lydia, Natasha and Edward. Haha, my surname's not that weird after all! Edward's is... 'Oei'!! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Today's the dirtiest day of orientation! I hope.. Most OGs were totally covered in mud; ours was mostly clean, excluding handprints and hug prints. Heh! And now the grassfield looks more like a mudfield.. A few people were making mudpies just now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, PE lessons sound pretty tough... Conditioning training every week!! No wonder most of the people in ACJC look so fit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, going to sleep now! Will have to eat loads of chocolate tomorrow.. x_X I'm deadbeat now.. Good night! Auf Wiedersehen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113647067810161880?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113647067810161880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113647067810161880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113647067810161880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113647067810161880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/01/orientation.html' title='orientation'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113629761234732644</id><published>2006-01-03T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:13:32.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACSperience</title><content type='html'>Feeling too tired now, so this will be brief, and I may elaborate another day. Which most prolly means this saturday, since the entire week is Orientation Week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a bunch of talks after morning assembly (really long), and there's this female teacher (duh!) who sounded eerily like Ms Seah. If you listen with your eyes closed (or visualizing the speech, as the disciplinary master calls it), you'd think she's right there. Mo calls her the Ms. Seah reincarnate. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demerit point system is much stricter than SC's; late-comers will have to attend Detention Class (the notorious DC) for every offence, and a demerit point for every 3 offences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 points spell suspension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more and prepare your farewells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah! And you don't get a fresh record in a new year! How horrible is that?! It'd be so easy to be expelled.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough about the disciplinary system. (Discipline with Dignity, can't remember the second.) Let's move on to the fun part: Games! My OG is Apollo, and we belong to the Carnsir clan. I'm too lazy to talk about this year's theme and all that, so.. Skip, skip, skip! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were dismissed at 6. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113629761234732644?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113629761234732644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113629761234732644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113629761234732644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113629761234732644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/01/acsperience.html' title='ACSperience'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113604621876201519</id><published>2006-01-01T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T00:23:38.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><content type='html'>I know I only blogged a few minutes ago, but it's the new year, so... &lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. As the countdown programs announced the arrival of the new year, memorable events from the past year flashed by in my mind, making me feel nostalgic.. I don't think I've ever really said this, but I'm going to miss SC.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now there are tons of different emotions running through me, each one fighting for dominance. I'm not really sure what I'm feeling either; one minute a wave of depression's hitting me, the next I'm excited about what the new year would bring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure why countdowns are so hyped up, though. Time flows as usual, and the Earth is still spinning. Nothing actually feels different in the new year, except forced pretence that the new year would bring new beginnings. It just means that the Earth has completed an orbit around the Sun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw the fireworks from my bedroom window; they were set off at Braddell Heights CC, which is a short distance from my house.. And after the fireworks I could faintly hear people singing 'Auld Lang Syne'.. Felt an acute sense of loneliness as I saw in mind's eye, groups of people with their arms around each other's shoulders, boisterously singing- except that everything seemed muted and distant, and.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I'm sorry if I'm affecting (or already affected) anyone with my depression.. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113604621876201519?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113604621876201519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113604621876201519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113604621876201519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113604621876201519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113604224475579993</id><published>2005-12-31T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T23:26:38.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of the year</title><content type='html'>It's the last day of the year, and I think it's kinda stupid that it's just called 'New Year's Eve'. I mean, today's just as special as the New Year; today signifies the end of this year! So why shouldn't today be given a name?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the year reminds me of Ouroboros. &lt;i&gt;Faithful readers&lt;/i&gt; of my blog should remember my mentioning of Ouroboros quite a few entries back. Then its meaning was 'never ending'. This time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/f/fa/Ouroboros.png/300px-Ouroboros.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;picture taken from &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; 'It (the Ouroboros) represents the cyclical nature of things, eternal return, and other things perceived as cycles that begin anew as soon as they end.'&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We're at the end of the end of this year- today's the end of the year, and today's ending, in case you didn't catch that- and are approaching the start of the new year! Just like the Ouroboros, the tail leads to the head of the snake/dragon! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, never mind if you don't understand that. An exemplary example- *snickers*- of my twisted logic. *blinks* Or maybe just insanity. *giggles madly* Oh dear, think I ate too much sugar just now. My sugar cookies rock! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's the end of the year, which means it's time for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Resolution for the Year of 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resolve to...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Try&lt;/i&gt; to hand in my homework on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Try&lt;/i&gt; not to read so much fanfics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Try&lt;/i&gt; to be more prepared for tests and exams&lt;br /&gt;To be more hardworking, in a nutshell&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all that &lt;i&gt;tries&lt;/i&gt;? Yeah, I think my resolution last year was to study hard for O levels, and we can see how well that went. *snorts* So, if I included the word 'try', I can say I've fulfilled my resolution! *grins cheekily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the year 2006 signifies the start of school term at an entirely new school... I didn't even go for the ACJC open house! So I have no idea what the school campus looks like... ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, while studying for O levels I decided on a few things that I would do after it ends, but I ended up not doing most of them. As usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things I Did Not Do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to roller-blade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I did go roller-blading once, the day after Prom night, but have never went again after that. I'm still unable to roller-blade properly (I think), so technically I did not learn how to roller-blade.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a slash CK/EH fic with mo and cheng gong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bleh, I've been so ambitious at the start of this holiday, and had quite a few other Drarry fics planned, but I haven't even started on anything!! Meep. I've been procrastinating till now, and I &lt;b&gt;STILL HAVEN'T WRITTEN A SINGLE SENTENCE!!!&lt;/b&gt;. Just shoot me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach ni how to ride a bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Again, only taught her once, on the same day I roller-bladed for the first time in my life, and she still isn't able to ride a bike properly. Therfore, I have not completed this task. Bleh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else now, but I'm sure there are quite a few more. Oh well... I'm not in the mood to continue blogging.. I'm not even coherent right now, which explains all the weird, twisted logic and choppy paragraphs. *winces* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys in the year 2006!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm currently hooked onto this thing called 'fan flicks', which are basically videos made by fans. They edit and cut scenes from the movies to produce the video, and the flicks do have a plot. Great, a new addiction for a new year. *bangs head against a wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Since ni can't adopt the real zara the kedavra... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/hamster" width="250" height="300" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="clr=0xc8b67e&amp;amp;cn=zara&amp;amp;an=ni" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113604224475579993?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113604224475579993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113604224475579993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113604224475579993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113604224475579993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-day-of-year.html' title='last day of the year'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113585405758115636</id><published>2005-12-29T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:00:57.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chronicles of narnia</title><content type='html'>Watched it today with ni and ethel at Bugis.. I don't really like the cinema, since the only light comes from the screen, so you gotta strain your eyes to watch the darker scenes. Dark as in lack of light, not.. Never mind. Anyways, I love this movie. I decided that this movie decides whether i watch Memoirs of a Geisha and Da Vinci Code, since before this most of the novel-turned-movie sucked. Except Lord of the Rings, of course! Wheeee! The battle scene was good, even though Peter obviously looks like he doesn't know how to use a sword. *rolls eyes* The White Witch looked pro! With her double sword... And Susan didn't actually use the horn in the book; the first time it was blown is in Prince Caspian, where- Nah, enough spoilers for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we walked over to the National Library, and at the traffic junction ni said, 'Wow. Two movies in one day!' Then I pointed out that we watched 3 movies at her house the other time. So she rebutted that she was at her own house. And we (me and ethel) started listing other times when she went to other people's house to watch more than one movie. Heh. Ni had nothing to say regarding this subject after that. Seems like that little quarrel was for naught, since we didn't watch anything in the end. I wanted to watch Lord of the Flies, ethel wanted to watch Pride and Prejudice disc one, while ni wanted to watch the remaining half of Pride and Prejudice. Turned out there wasn't any TVs left for us to watch DVDs in english. Fine, so I suggested that we watch Infernal Affairs (Is this right? It's more commonly referred to as wu jian dao anyway.), since the lady mentioned that there's one more TV for watching chinese DVDs. However, the maximum number of people at one station's two, so I &lt;i&gt;sacrificed&lt;/i&gt; myself, and went to read Breaking the Tongue. Heh, after a few minutes of reading ni and ethel came out, complaining (or in ni's case, whining) that the movie's in Cantonese and there weren't subtitles. Oh well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ni dropped in a &lt;i&gt;subtle&lt;/i&gt; hint, saying, 'I suddenly feel like playing cards... I have cards in my bag.' Not so subtle, actually. Hahahahahaha... Without any other thing better to do in the library, we went over to the food court in bugis to play knaves! Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that ni and mo came over to my house yesterday. We played knaves, dai di and go fish. Kinda fun x) Knaves is fun once you get the hang of the game xD Ni took zara the kedavra (hamster!) home that evening, but her mom disallowed zara's staying at their house. So she's coming over later to bring the hamster back. Pooh. Anyways, I mentioned playing knaves in the food court before I remembered yesterday's events. Haha, ni had -10 points at the end of the game, while ethel emerged victorious, with +21 points. Congrats! She won most probably because she didn't get 'poisoned' by the Jacks. Pfffffft!! (that was to the Jacks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just end this entry, welcoming the new addition to my little blog!family: Chatterbox!! Liao's been complaining to me since a long time ago about the lack of tagboards whatsoever, and I finally got down to adding one. So... Go tag! Say hello or something! x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113585405758115636?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113585405758115636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113585405758115636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113585405758115636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113585405758115636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/chronicles-of-narnia.html' title='chronicles of narnia'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113558347717599054</id><published>2005-12-26T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T15:51:17.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy christmas!</title><content type='html'>It's a little late to wish anyone reading my blog a Happy Christmas, but the damn internet connection got cut off for 3 days because my mom forgot to pay the bills. *rolls eyes* And now I'm not in the mood to blog much, so I shall just skim through the past few days. Not much, actually, just that I went out with mo, liao and ni on Friday, played pool and german bridge, got chased out of BK, went to see the christmas lights in town, got pushed around by the throngs of people, and looked at the huge christmas tree at taka. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my sis who was in town yesterday, it was &lt;b&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/b&gt; crowded, and to top things off, most were equipped with a fake snow can thingy, and were just spraying around randomly. And the most extreme thing was that there were a lot of jaywalkers at the road between taka and tangs, so a few policemen were stationed there. This group of idiots tried to cross but were reprimanded, so at the next red light they sprinted across, distracting the policeman by spraying the fake snow at him. In his face. LMAO! How idiotic is that?! Naturally, the already pissed off policeman got even more pissed off and chased after those idiots. *snorts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling dark again. Been reading dark!Harry fics again lately. Lol. I was searching for sites with rules of two-man bridge just now, and found out that German Bridge is known as such in Hong Kong (duh, since Agnes taught us), and is also known as 'Oh Shit!' or 'Oh Hell!' in the western countries. Fascinating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A67C51" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Dark Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C69C6D"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/dark-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with intensity, always going full force.&lt;br /&gt;You push yourself (and others) to the limit... you want more than you can handle.&lt;br /&gt;An extreme person, you challenge and inspire the world!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guys Like That You're Sensitive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatdoguyslikeaboutyouquiz/you-are-sensitive.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not in that "cry at a drop of a hat" sort of way&lt;br /&gt;You just get most guys - even if you're not trying to&lt;br /&gt;Guys find it is easy to confide in you and tell you their secrets&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you tend to get close quickly in relationships!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatdoguyslikeaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do Guys Like About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raises an eyebrow* Uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go play 'Go Fish!' now.. Just learnt how to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113558347717599054?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113558347717599054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113558347717599054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113558347717599054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113558347717599054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-christmas.html' title='happy christmas!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113525896777653294</id><published>2005-12-22T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T22:51:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pride and prejudice</title><content type='html'>I've watched the movie&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt; twice in two days! And I placed the emphasis on the 's' because I watched two different editions. The new one on tuesday with ni and moley, and the older one on wednesday in national library. I didn't really like the new one, for various reasons which I am too tired to list here, but one of the main reason is that the scriptwriters have changed a lot of the dialogues such that they're in contemporary english, and isn't as enjoyable as the book. I mean, Jane Austen is mostly renowned for her wit, and that same wit isn't prominent in the movie. I think the movie's just shows the storyline of the book, and hardly anything else. Oh well, it was only two hours, and thus can't have too much details, compared to the older one, which was five hours. Yum. Almost froze my brains out though. The National Library was so cold that even ice princess ni felt cold. Bizarre. And ni only watched half of the older edition, and is prolly going to the National Library again next week to watch the remaining half. I might go, just to watch Lord of the Flies. Didn't even know there was a movie. Haha, the library is cool, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I've been putting off updating my blog so that the list of fics would be on top for as long as possible, but as liao has said in the entry after prom, life goes on.. Yep, it does indeed. I removed my braces on Sunday, and have just come back from JB, where I went to collect my retainers. Since you're here reading my blog, you prolly have seen my msn nickname...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;no more metal in my mouth!! YEARH!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopie! I do have lots of plastic inside, though... Anyways, holidays are ending soon, and I have mixed feelings towards the coming year. Apprehension about leaving most of my good friends, especially ni and liao who are going SA, while I go on to ACJC. Excitement at meeting new people (erjie if you're reading this, no, I don't mean boys in particular) and making new friends and studying in a whole new environment. Anxiety, nervousness, a tee-wee bit of fear (I will not deny this), some dread, and a few more emotions I can't really identify. I'm not really good with this emotional stuff. Even if I quite like Emo!Draco xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to Christmas! The holiday spirit is really infectious... Makes me kinda disappointed that my family doesn't celebrate Christmas.. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have a slight lisp now. Arrgh. Just hope this goes away soon. Don't wanna introduce myself as 'feral aw' in JC.. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S Whoa! My mom just found a letter addressed to me, informing me that I'll be receiving an award voucher of $150 for Good Progress next year! Hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113525896777653294?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113525896777653294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113525896777653294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113525896777653294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113525896777653294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/pride-and-prejudice.html' title='pride and prejudice'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113481230753384134</id><published>2005-12-16T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:38:29.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pae posting results and recommended fics</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... The results for the PAE registration was out today at 9.45am, but I only woke up at 11+.. *grins sheepishly* Mapled till quite late the night (or morning) before.. Think I slept at around 3+?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, guess I sidetracked as usual. Anyways, I wasn't as excited/nervous as liao, and even as I was starting the com up I was still quite indifferent. And when I saw that I got into ACJC, I felt a twinge of disappointment, but knew that it was inevitable... Oh well, guess I'll miss the super fun beach-y orientation of VJC.. &lt;i&gt;Let's all just cross our fingers and hope for the best.&lt;/i&gt; That my actual O level results would be good enough to get into VJC.. The quote in italics is Chudley Cannons' team motto, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a list of who's going where, check &lt;a href="http://innoc3nt.diaryland.com/051215_80.html"&gt;liao's diary&lt;/a&gt;. Though she missed out ahma's name under SA.. Oh yeah, I'm doing Arts in ACJC.. Since I've been doing consistently badly for sciences since primary school.. And I started loving literature (the power of words!) after reading all that fanfics.. (: Talking about fics, now I'm inspired to do a list of good fics that you guys should read.. You're not obliged to, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Comprehensive Guide to the HP Fandom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;they're mostly slash (Harry/Draco)! Homophobics beware&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Summaries are copied from the author's page. Those in italics are my comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/cinnamon/BW01.html"&gt;Beautiful World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Draco is afraid of living and Harry is afraid of dying, but sometimes the choice isn't offered. Draco's got to learn what it is to really live, while showing Harry how beautiful the world really is when you're not too scared to see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is obviously HD, and there's some sex scenes towards the end.. They're just implied, and isn't too obvious though. I'm not too sure why there's the age restriction, since I've seen fics with loads of smut and the rating's T (teenage). *sweatdrop* The ending's kinda expected, but- I really shouldn't talk about the ending.. Don't wanna be a spoiler! Highly recommended! Have some tissue paper at the ready, though.&lt;/i&gt; Complete. 11 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/rhysenn/IP01.html"&gt;Irresistible Poison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: A Harry/Draco SLASH romance. Under the influence of a love potion, Draco learns that poison doesn't always bring death -- there are other ways to suffer and live. Chemical emotion runs feverish as Harry and Draco discover the intoxication of love. Written by a remorseless slash girl *g*, this story explores the intricate relationship between Harry and Draco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is the first ever fanfiction that I've read, and it managed to convert me from a homophobic to a HD shipper. Once again, the power of words! *cackles evil-ly* The middle chapters can get a little dull and wordy, though. &lt;/i&gt; Complete. 15 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/aja/KHP01a.html"&gt;Kissing Harry Potter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Draco is That Way and Harry is Crazy; The Hufflepuffs have Steak-knives and Morag Is A Boy. Find out why everyone wants to be Kissing Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As you can probably tell, this one-shot is a humour fic, and would provide your dose of vitamins for WEEKS! Laughter is the best medicine, after all. (:&lt;/i&gt; Complete. One-shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1837793/1/"&gt;Black Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: And, with bated breath, Draco traced the silver line down one more step in the family tree. Draco Lucius Malfoy... the third full blooded Veriae in the Malfoy family... and future life mate of Harry Potter. HD SLASH No HBP spoilers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmmm... This fic isn't too memorable, but was still good enough for me to bookmark it.. Mo's comment: "nice..? u're asking me to make a NICE comment?! i dont do compliments" Uh, right. Just go read it anyway.&lt;/i&gt; WIP. 38 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1462543/1/"&gt;A Moment in Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: AU: During his seventh year, Harry learns that his life can change forever in a single moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;Warning: This story will contain slash (ie. male/male relationships) and mpreg, although neither will be graphic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For those of you who don't know, mpreg means MalePregnancy. May sound a little squeaky, but only one guy is capable of that, and it's Harry, on account of him being ______. Fill in the blank yourself when you read this; I don't want to be a spoiler. Hah.  This fic's quite nice, with a healthy dose of angst, and the ending's kinda sweet. Not the epilogue, though -_-&lt;/i&gt; Complete. 35 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2400483/1/"&gt;Anarkia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Abandonned by his guardians, Harry Potter vanished from existence. Years later, a young man graduates from one of the most elitist and secrete Magical schools and makes his way through Magical societies. Fate or Fatality? Ancient Greeks called it Anarkia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This fic has no pairing, but is still quite good. I just wish that the author would update more though. This author has several other fics that are really good (: Her chapters are mostly really long and can get quite tedious to read sometimes x_X To view the author's other fics, just click on the author's username, which is under the story title.&lt;/i&gt; WIP. 4 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=7142"&gt;Veela Enigma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: What if some of Draco's ancestors, pretending to be pureblood, concealed the truth about their veela heritage? You'd end up with one very confused Draco Malfoy, who's fallen head over heels in love with Harry Potter and has no idea why. A Harry/Draco Romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prepare to be fluffy-fied! This fic can be really sweet, or angsty at times. Whee! This is probably the predecessor of most Veela!Draco fics, which also led to the influx of fics featuring magicalcreature!Harry or Draco, with the other being their mate. Whee! Several obvious sexual scenes though. If that squeaks you, skip them. (:&lt;/i&gt; Complete. 32 chapters. &lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm not too sure abuot the predecessor part, so if you think you should be the one, please do not get offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2503440/1/"&gt;Harry Potter and the Rest of the Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: (major HBP spoilers) Year Six at Hogwarts left Harry more confused, more in pain, more determined than ever before. What secrets are still waiting to be revealed? How will the events of far and recent past lead him to make the decisions necessary so that he, and the Wizarding world, can have a future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Again, this fic is not too memorable, but good enough to have been bookmarked. Canon pairing! (meaning HarryGinny)&lt;/i&gt; WIP. 6 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2032628/1/"&gt;Wind Rider&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: PreHBP. Harry's heart stops beating before the night of his 16th birthday, but he wakes up 25 days later with a new addition. Draco is being tickled into insanity by a blazing desire, and who but Harry can save him? SLASH. DMHP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whee! Lots of angst towards the later chapters! And I love how Harry and Draco have wings, but the Malfoys are in a dilemma because Draco's wing colour reveals his ______. Hah. Yet another blank to be filled. Malfoy family loyalty!&lt;/i&gt; WIP. 11 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/278213/1/"&gt;The No-Shippers' Anthem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: This sprightly song was meant for the forum, but it begged expanding upon. So Rage Point presents, in all its excessively ridiculous but catchy glory, The No-Shippers' Anthem. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hehe, this is a humour fic too! The summary could not have been truer. The 'anthem' is silly, yet makes sense, and the rhyme scheme makes it awfully catchy. Adds a few points to the Silly Index, too! Kudos to this author for writing this! Go read this now!! Wouldn't take too long (:&lt;/i&gt; Complete. One-shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2140566/1/"&gt;Deceptive Appearances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Harry Potter, the Golden Boy of Gryffindor, has been keeping secrets and it's time for some of them to come out. This is not the Harry everyone thought they knew, appearances can be deceiving. Almost nonexistent slash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok, I admit that I can't really remember how I felt reading most fics, unless they're really really memorable, or I just read it. Unfortunately, this fic belongs to neither, but should be good, since I bookmarked it, and it's HPSS. And I don't normally like reading HPSS fics.&lt;/i&gt; WIP. 12 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/cassandra_claire/DD01.html"&gt;Draco Dormiens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: When an accident in Potions class turns Harry into Draco and Draco into Harry, each is trapped playing the part of the other. Romance, mistaken identities, Really Cunning Plans, evil bake sales, a love triangle, and snogs galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/cassandra_claire/DS01.html"&gt;Draco Sinister&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: When Hermione is kidnapped, Harry and Draco must team up to rescue her from a thousand-year-old evil that threatens the entire wizarding world. Cursed demon swords, love potions, time travel, dementors, flying dragons, Draco wears leather, and everybody dies at least once. Except when they don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/cassandra_claire/DV01.html"&gt;Draco Veritas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: The sequel to Draco Sinister, featuring winter at Hogwarts, snogging, Quidditch, mysterious things and near-death experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is a series written by the Cassandra Claire, an amazingly talented writer. The storyline is great, and is also well-executed. (meaning it's well written) The first two are complete, but Draco Veritas isn't, and its updates are rather sparse now.. ): I love the Draco in these fics, though! *squeals* xD Beware of long chapters&lt;/i&gt; DD: Complete. 11 chapters. DS: Complete. 15 chapters. DV: WIP. 16 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2488754/1/"&gt;A Second Chance at Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: PostHBP Harry flees when he finds that assassins are after him. Not yet able fight the Death Eaters he finds a place to learn before he begins to act. Bloodmagic, Wandlessmagic, vampires. A new school that will give him the strength &amp; allies to win a war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This fic features HardCore,KickAss!Harry!! =D The author has come up with loads of fascinating kinds of magicks, which are much more difficult and effective than the normal spells! And you can tell she's done her research on creatures... There's quite a lot of gory violence though.. Sadistic people like myself, mo and edmund hooper will probably like this fic xD&lt;/i&gt; WIP. 27 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/649528/"&gt;nonjon's fics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, this author has too many good humour fics that will leave you gasping for air.. I laughed so hard my sisters thought I was crazy xD And this author's humour is mostly not slapstick humour, but.. I don't know, it's just too funny xD If you need some direction, these are the fics to read:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2354771/1/"&gt;Where in the World is Harry Potter?&lt;/a&gt; Complete. 16 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2477165/1/"&gt;The Untitled Cheekquel Project&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;sequel to Where in the World&lt;/i&gt; Complete. 21 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2630300/1/"&gt;You Did What!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;sequel to Untitled&lt;/i&gt; WIP. 11 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2620851/1/"&gt;Birth of a Name&lt;/a&gt; Complete. One-shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2389487/1/"&gt;The Power Snivellus Knows Not&lt;/a&gt; Complete. One-shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's more, but these are the ones I really think are good. Bound to cheer you up on a super-angsty day! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/maya/DMTABR01.html"&gt;Draco Malfoy the Amazing Bouncing... Rat?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Draco Malfoy, magically transformed into an evil rat. Who is it who always seems to get the evil rats as pets, and what is poor, poor Draco's new name? Eventually D/Hr, just now mainly D/coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another humour fic! Wheeee!! Rat!Draco's really cute, and ends up as Ron's pet xD That would have sounded squeaky normally.. Hee. And his name is even funnier!! However, I feel this fic would be better if it were HD.. *sulks* Oh well.. The author wrote another fic, which will be listed next!&lt;/i&gt; Complete. 12 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/maya/UL01.html"&gt;Underwater Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Featuring an extremely depressed Harry, in a war-torn wizarding world, about to get the shock of his life when he discovers that Draco Malfoy is slightly more important to him than he would have ever guessed. Including a very odd friendship, lots of angst, suspicions, conflicted loyalties, clueless Ron, on-the-warpath Hermione and two very messed-up boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Read: 'lots of angst'. Hoorah! I love the interactions between Harry and Draco, especially how their relationship changes gradually. Of course, with lots of angst in between. (: However, as this is also a long fic, there are several dull moments, which may deter one from continuing. Nonetheless, read on, and receive a severe shock towards the end! Kinda unexpected, it is. HD, if you haven't already figured it out. wols. *snickers* &lt;/i&gt;Complete. 22 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1318020/1/"&gt;Faith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: What if the wizarding world turned its back on Harry? Who will stay true? Who can he turn to? What will he do? A HD romance in the works! PreOotP AU! SLASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Read in the midst of prelims, this fic is so addictive I just couldn't stop reading.. *grins sheepishly* Mo also read this fic four times, so you can just guess how good this fic is. Beware of the explicit, gory torture scenes, which definitely are not for the weak-hearted/stomached (according to mo, long story)! Quite a lot of angst, and heart-warming moments. (: Highly recommended too!&lt;/i&gt; Complete. 48 chapters.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's all for now. Shall add on to this page if I make another discovery! (: And I might do a list of sites with nice HP artwork next time, if I'm feeling up to it. (: Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113481230753384134?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113481230753384134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113481230753384134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113481230753384134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113481230753384134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/pae-posting-results-and-recommended.html' title='pae posting results and recommended fics'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113438238169428184</id><published>2005-12-12T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T17:51:43.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cosplay 2005</title><content type='html'>I just got home from j8, where I met a friend for the first time in 3 years.. Took german class with her in sec1.. I'm quite irritated now though. She asked me out, saying that she has something really important to tell me, so I went. Only to find out that she wanted to practise doing her sales thingy. Or so she claimed. She's in this company called 'DW Group' (I think), selling health products, mainly some magnetotherapy thingy. So she started explaining how the therapy works, the benefits and all that. Then she got me to guess how much the mattresses and bed mats were... I managed to guess quite accurately for most of them........ And then... She asked me if I would buy one. At first I thought she was just kidding, or just wanted to know if her sales techniques were good (not really), so I said 'Err.. Yeah, for my dad.' Grrr... Then she started bugging me to buy a bed mat, which was 3.5k!!! So I said, 'Hello, we're talking about more than a thousand here.' Then I think she said something along the lines of 'Huh... Then just buy a pillow lor!' *raises an eyebrow* I asked her for the price of one pillow, and surprise, surprise! It's $300+ each!! And she asked me to buy two! Bloody Basilisks! So I started saying that it's really ex, and she went all like, 'It doesn't matter if it's ex, since it benefits your parents' health lor! If you care for your dad and really want him to be healthy, you would save up and buy what!' *pukes blood* Then she started droning on about her granddad who used to buy her cakes even though they lived in china and it's hard to get and was hospitalised for stroke and her parents didn't tell her and he died and she was really sad. Moral of the story? Buy a mattress for the people you care about so they won't die. According to her, anyway. (I was reading between the lines.) Then she started tearing, and I was quite tempted to laugh, since it was kinda fake... =x Then she started bugging me further, and saying more things about 'caring for my dad and buying a pillow for him'. Throughout her nag session I kept feeling insulted, since she kept repeating that if I really care for my dad and want him to be healthy, I would be able to save up that $300+ really quickly, and that I just need to spend less on myself, and eat less too. *heaves a huge sigh of frustration* I really had the insane urge to just stand up and leave, but didn't on the account that she was my friend. So I ended up wasting a total of 2 hours, listening to her and fighting her off with a stick. Figuratively, for people like mo out there -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Shall start my recount of cosplay 2005 now! (: &lt;br /&gt;Cosplay 2005 was on Saturday, 10th December and coincides with Kiwi's birthday, who incidentally was going too! xD Did you manage to catch that? I overslept (yet again), and rushed to have lunch and then took bus 24 over to.. Singapore Expo! *cheers* Started wandering around Expo, looking for the event venue and found out that it's near Coffee Bean. Thank goodness it wasn't Starbucks, or I might have gone berserk. x_X" Liao cosplayed as Misa from Death Note, and wore a black blouse and black skirt, with lots of bling! Bling, blink! Blink-182 greatest hits album rocks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sorry for sidetracking. A few of liao's multimedia club seniors were there, cosplaying too! There are pics! (: And whoaa! There were a lot of hardcore cosplayers , with their impressive poses and even more impressive costumes! *insert raving about costumes* Bet they're kinda expensive, even just to rent them x_X! Yep, that's why they look so cool.. Took loads of pictures, about 80+, and none of them were of me. *insert liao's flaming LOL sign* My camera worked fine this time, though liao dropped hers and her memory card screwed up. *shrugs* I have a cameras-please-don't-work-properly-around-me aura... *sulks* Apparently Kiwi's friend made lots of those weapons! O_O! Li hai! He cosplayed as Sieg from Chaos Legions and has red hair.. He even wow-ed the audience with his cool poses, and managed to get second for the individual cosplay competition. (: The champion's pictures are aptly named 'champion __' xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Trinity Blood team was really impressive too, with their bling-y costumes! Think I have a shot of the team... Oh yeah, forgot to mention that the pictures are uploaded in shutterfly, link to mine is on the left. *points to left* Kon (is this how to spell his name?) from Bleach was really adorable!! Have a pic of him too. (: Don't have the pictures of every cosplayer though. ): Had to leave early, so didn't have enough time to take photos of everyone. *shrugs* Oh well, at least the camera worked fine! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to my cousin's house (same cousin as thursday), went to the pasar malam (ate cotton candy again), stole a bunch of comics and dvds from our other cousin xD Perhaps bunch is a misnomer, since I took the entire series of 27. I think, since I'm too lazy to go check right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113438238169428184?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113438238169428184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113438238169428184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113438238169428184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113438238169428184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/cosplay-2005.html' title='cosplay 2005'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113413462896639026</id><published>2005-12-08T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T21:23:48.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>Arrghhhhhhh!!!! Today's been a Bad Day... Haha, listening to Bad Day by Daniel Powter now.. Fits quite well, me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well, I found out at 5.30pm this afternoon that there's free Starbucks coffee at all starbucks outlets from 5 to 7pm today, so hurriedly asked my cousin to go get some with me. We decided to meet at 6.15pm at j8, since my cousin was really sure that there's a starbucks there. I reached j8 first, since my cousin had to wait for my mom to pass her some stuff from her mom who wasn't home yet, checked the directory only to find out there's no starbucks after all. Fine, so I was quite sure that there'd be one at Toa Payoh HDB Hub, and told my cousin to go there instead, since she hasn't boarded the bus yet. Again, I arrived first and wanted to get some coffee, only to find out that the Starbucks outlet there has MOVED AWAY!!!! Arrgh, then I went to the Toa Payoh MRT station to take the train down to North Point, since my cousin was 100% sure that there's a Starbucks there... I waited at the control station for my cousin's reply first, and.. That guy who asked me for my number saw me, and came over to say hello. *groans* OH MANNNNNNN...... *bangs head against the wall* Am I unlucky or what?! And he actually thought I forgot who he is, since I was quite shocked (and irritated) at first, and didn't reply. It's bad enough that he's irritating me so much, he still has to go insult my intelligence. Grrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, so after I got my cousin's reply I took the train down to Yishun, appreciating the view I got of the reservoir from the train... I realised belatedly that I should take a photo, and whipped my phone out, all ready to take a picture, but the stupid phone lagged. And by the time the camera was ready we already passed by.. *rolls eyes* My bad luck never ends, does it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there first once again, and by that time it was already close to 7, so I messaged my cousin, telling her that I'm going to get mine first, just in case. Found out from the directory that Starbucks is on the second floor, so I briskly walked (running's pushing it) to the escalator and got to the second floor. Took a look around and couldn't spot Starbucks, so started walking around looking. Turns out I took the wrong turn, so when I reached Starbucks, it was 7.01pm, and the damn waitress told me the damn offer's over!!!! ARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I travelled all over, looking for a Starbucks since 6.15pm, and when I finally find one she actually says that I can't get any coffee because I'm ONE minute late?!?! &lt;b&gt;BLOODY BASILISKS&lt;/b&gt; Stupid ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin came two minutes later, and we decided to walk around the pasar malam, since we were already there, and for me to get some cotton candy to calm myself down.. Since I was quite livid (angry livid, not bruise livid) by then. Then we talked for a bit, I came home, had dinner and here I am! Humph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I didn't mention dinner on my birthday, since where I ended that entry seemed like a good place to. We went Sushi Tei, and I ate 'gyu miso yaki', this terriyaki-ish beef where you cook them yourself. Yum! The soft shell crab was good too, though my mom was complaining that her udon wasn't hot enough. After dinner we went home and I cut my cake, which was a large-ish chocolate cake! Yum! Haha. This holiday seems quite boring, and oddly relaxing... Especially since the sec4s have been working like house elves for almost the entire year... Note that I said 'the sec4s', not 'we' since I didn't really work like a house elf.. Lol. I'm thinking of getting a job, but I'd be able to work for only 2-3 weeks... That would greatly reduce my chances of finding a job... ): My cousin's working at Giordano.. 5 and a half days week, 8 hours a day, $1100 a month. Not bad! She's not going to JC next year though, so she'd be able to work for about 3 and a half months? *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113413462896639026?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113413462896639026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113413462896639026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113413462896639026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113413462896639026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113386215153434399</id><published>2005-12-05T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:36:30.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet sixteen!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm.. I'm not all that sure if it's supposed to be sweet sixteen or seventeen, but I don't really care, since this birthday was really sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi (PotterNut, too) called at around 10.30pm on December 4th to wish me an early Happy Birthday, and was the first to do so! (: Haha.. Then we mapled till about 3+, and I went to sleep, waking up at 8.15am today. Had breakfast, read some fics, changed and left house. Destination: Dhoby Ghaut MRT Station. Met mo at around 11.30 and had PastaMania for lunch, which mo so graciously treated me to (: And the amount of cheese mo adds to her bolognese is shocking. She added so much that the sauce became gooey, and when she lifted her fork, you could see strands of melted cheese, as if she was eating pizza. O_O! Shocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating (mo eats slower than me!!! And that's saying something..) we went over to SSC to play pool first, since liao wasn't there yet. It was around 12.30 at that time and liao came at about.... 2. Haha... And someone kindly remind me to whack mo on her back, hard, please. This group of guys were playing pool near our table and after their game one of the guys (guy A)exclaimed that another guy (guy B) lost the bet, and should just go _____. Didn't really catch that last part, but I think I got an inkling of what was the bet a little while later, when guy B came over saying that guy A wants my phone number. This stuff's kinda new to me, so I looked over to mo for help, seeing as how she always get picked up by people of both gender, and she said 'just give la!', and so I did... Only to be told by a laughing mo later on that she never gave out her number before. AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Bloody Basilisks!!! And then she told &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; to give them &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; number?! Hypocrite!!! And now I'm quite irritated!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that idiot mo. After a few more games we went over to Orchard area, where liao said she would treat us to coffee or cake! HOORAY! Haha, warned her that she would have to deal with two hyper people after that (I get hyper on chocolate, which I would get in my cake, and mo gets hyper on coffee and chocolate), but she just gave us that 'You-Dare?' look (at least I interpreted it as that) and off we went! We ended up walking all the way to Wheelock Place's NYDC Cafe, since mo vehemently protested against eating at the one in Heeren.. *rolls eyes* We ordered 'that boney cake', 'cookie monster mudpie' and liao ordered 'e=mc2, the genius drink' for herself. YUMMMMMMMM!!! Mo and I decided it's be best if we could die of chocolate overdose, so we'd die happy x) Love the elmer fudge most! It's warm, soft, moist, and oh-so-chocolatey, and YUMMMMMMMMM!!! I can't stop raving about it! It was served with Double Chocolate Chip ice cream and whipped cream too. YUMMMMMMM!!! I loved the cookie monster mudpie too. Mo and I were scooping the chocolate syrup off the plate and gunking them on the mudpie... Can say that we were drowning in a river of chocolate-induced ectasy... YUMMMMMM!!! Tried liao's genius drink.. It was a sort of chocolate soda float. o_O An acquired taste, if you will. Felt peculiar, tasting chocolate but feeling the fizzies you normally get from soft drinks.. Weird. But YUMMMYYYYYYY!!! NYDC Cafe, I'll be back to attack all your chocolate dishies! BE PREPARED. BE VERY PREPARED. Hahaha... Was having a headache, but just reliving those chocolate-induced-fantasy moments is making me HyPeR~ again! YUMMMMMMMMM!!!! So, I suppose that's the second 'Sweet' moment of my first day being sixteen (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's time for me to rant about feeling cheated. No, it's not what most of you are prolly thinking. I don't have a bf. I'm talking about feeling cheated of my money!! As you most prolly know, I won first prize for the SC prom 2005 lucky draw, and got a Shokubutsu hamper and a card which supposedly has $50 stored value. SUPPOSEDLY. Anyways, we were at Borders, and I decided that since I have a $50 voucher and wanna buy blink-182 Greatest Hits album, I might as well just get it there. Also, the 3 for 2 section had quite a few good books and so I got 'Atlantis', 'Hour Game' and 'Stardust'... Liao was browsing through a book on make up while mo was just wandering about, looking at sadistic/weird books, like '50 lies to tell your children' or something like that... Anyways, after mo left (she had to attend her cousin, Kang Cheng Xi, the star idol contestant's birthday at Changi Airport), liao and I went to pay for my books. I happily presented the card and an additional $10 to the cashier (the total was $58.10), only to be told that &lt;b&gt;THE CARD ONLY HAS $25 STORED VALUE&lt;/b&gt;!!!! So I had to fork out an additional $25... Bloody Basilisks!!! ARRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!! My first shopping experience at Borders and it went so bad... Maybe I should just stick to Kinokuniya... Arrgh!!! Thank goodness liao and mo treated for both meals today, otherwise I'd be really broke now. Not to say I'm not.. And it's all because of _____!!! I can't decide if the fault lies on Borders or the person who was in charge of the lucky draw prizes... I'm leaning more towards the latter though. *hesitates for a few more moments* Or maybe it was my fault for trusting the latter blindly, and not confirming the supposed stored value in the card  before hand. *kicks myself* Oh well... At least the money wasn't entire wasted, I now have three books to add to my 'library'! And to the list of books waiting for me to read... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;List of Books collecting dust, awaiting my reading:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Time Traveller's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger &lt;i&gt;currently reading&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Silence of the Lambs by Thomas Harris &lt;i&gt;also currently reading&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Catch-22 by Joseph Heller &lt;i&gt;bought this long ago but haven't started&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte &lt;i&gt;just found this on sis's book shelf&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Eyre Affair by Jasper Fforde &lt;i&gt;ditto Catch-22&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder &lt;i&gt;ditto Jane Eyre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by you-should-know-who &lt;i&gt;gotta re-read a few more times to commit to memory&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by you-still-should-know-who &lt;i&gt;ditto HBP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Atlantis by David Gibbins &lt;i&gt;just wrapped, not read&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Stardust by Neil Gaiman &lt;i&gt;ditto Atlantis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Hour Game by David Baldacci &lt;i&gt;not even wrapped yet!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Memoirs of a Geisha by ??? &lt;i&gt;I don't have this book, but would like to read this by the end of this holiday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the list is preeetty long... Which means that I gotta stop reading fanfics (quite an impossible task, I assure you), play less of MapleStory (but I wanna get to level 30 soon!) and just stop slacking around, in general. Gah, stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't even gotten down to getting christmas cards yet!!! Thank goodness we don't celebrate christmas, so I don't have to go through the trauma of finding suitable presents for everyone, every year. I DON'T KNOW ANYONE'S ADDRESS!!!! To quote Becky, "'Tis the season to be stressed, falalalalalala". Joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113386215153434399?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113386215153434399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113386215153434399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113386215153434399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113386215153434399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/12/sweet-sixteen.html' title='sweet sixteen!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113310391342904457</id><published>2005-11-27T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T01:53:15.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom, edited</title><content type='html'>Think my previous entry was too short and undetailed, considering this is THE SC Prom. Only once in my entire life! So I should elaborate more on it, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I reached Conrad at about 6.45pm, and ni and michelle tan were already there. Think I mentioned this last time. Anyway we started taking pictures, and HORROR! The camera went out of battery! At that time I was patting myself on my back for having thought of bringing along new batteries, while switching them.. And.. DOUBLE HORROR! Either the batteries suck, or the camera's spoilt, since the moment I put the new ones in the camera screen read "Warning! Battery Exhausted!" What the bloody hell! Feeling quite horrified, I tried different combinations with the batteries, since I brought 4, but it just wouldn't work!! Thank goodness ni offered out of the kindness of her heart *cough*, to help me take pictures! Thanks ni!! *huggles*&lt;br /&gt;Tried the bloody camera just now to show my dajie what I meant and it ACTUALLY BLOODY WORKED! The stupid camera hates me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so we went upstairs, loitered around a few minutes before ni dragged me to the toilet. To pull her bra up. *rolls eyes* Could see what she meant by 'her mom had to alter since it was really low-cut'. And still is. After that we went around taking more pictures, and did body art! Mine was flowers and leaves on my left arm, and ni's was a flower. On her boob! *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to get seated first, and took some more pictures on the way with ahma, and called liao to ask where the hell she was, seeing as we haven't seen her yet. Oh well, turned out she was already there. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;The dinner started, and the poor waiters and waitresses had to wear masks! And everyone started taking pictures of them.. If I were them I'd feel violated xD Maybe that's too strong a word. Oh well.. *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I'm not quite myself right now. Then again, I'm not really sure when I'm myself, seeing as my mood changes like... I don't know, the wind direction?? Was feeling hyper a few minutes ago, now I'm deadbeat. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the masks were already at the table, and mine is... Wait a minute, I already described how mine looks. Guess I'll skip this part! We ate a little, went around taking pictures, got 'chased'- for lack of a better word- back to our seats, ate a little more, and started wandering around again. xD I totally agree with liao on her theory that the games were meant to make us eat. Though the food wasn't that great =x &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!! I spilt coke!! I was just holding the cup, bringing it to my lips when my grip just slipped and the cup fell, spilling coke all over the table. Think I went 'Eurgh!!' or 'Aaaahhh!', not sure which. Was really really horrified. O_O! Thankfully the coke didn't spill on to anyone, just the table. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... The games were quite cute. It's called 'Who has the...' and the first round was 'The Curliest Hair'! Wonderline won that hands down, with her funky hair-do. Looks really cool, and her dress was really nice (: Pink and black. Even though I kinda don't like pink. Eek. Can't remember the sequence of the rest, but there was 'The Neatest Eyebrows', 'The Longest Earrings', 'The Tallest Heels'.. Can't remember the rest =x There was also a 'Miss Tai-Tai' competition where contestants have to convince their husbands to buy them a diamond ring... Rachel Ho won! Hers was really funny, though Jane's "Roses are red, Violets are blue, ???? has a diamond ring, so buy me one too." poem was quite funny too xD Can't remember the exact wording for the 'poem'... ): Next was a 'Miss HomeMaker' competition which I thought ni would win, but she didn't... Don't know how anyone would want to send mo up though. *snickers* "To cook chicken rice, just add chicken to the rice!" LMAO! Ni said something like "just add all the vegetables to the spaghetti and cook cook lor". Hahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Think I mentioned winning the first prize.. Gah. Would have rather won the bingo competition ): $50 Takashimaya voucher for every person at the table! Bloody hell!&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's mostly it. Next... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;List of Stuff I Did For The First Time Lately&lt;br /&gt;1. Get pooped on twice in three days. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;2. Play pool!&lt;br /&gt;3. Play german bridge!&lt;br /&gt;4. Roller blade!&lt;br /&gt;5. Teach someone how to cycle xD&lt;br /&gt;6. Go for prom! =D&lt;br /&gt;7. Crash a friend's house (:&lt;br /&gt;8. Watch a movie twice in four days.&lt;br /&gt;9. Watch a movie alone so late at night.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was mostly it... Hmmmm.... Oh yeah, I went JB today to cut my hair and collect the graduation photos! &lt;23 minutes later&gt; Just uploaded a few of the pictures onto Shutterfly, you can get to the page from a link somewhere in this blog.. Heh. Not uploading the rest. Kinda mortifying... I don't look faintly evil in most of them, one in particular! Everyone's saying I look really sweet! *shudders*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113310391342904457?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113310391342904457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113310391342904457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113310391342904457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113310391342904457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/11/prom-edited.html' title='prom, edited'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113291292859909151</id><published>2005-11-25T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T18:02:08.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom</title><content type='html'>Just got home and I'm dead tired... Me, ni, ethel and xuan qi were at Bishan Park just now. We taught ni how to cycle for one hour, then went to rent our skates and I was just skating around the rink, trying not to fall.. =x Only fell once though! =D And ni's quite frustrated with the bike.. She just can't get herself to cycle o_O My feet are aching like crap now though, thankfully there are no blisters! (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.. Prom! I went over to my cousin's house at Hougang at about 2+, plucked my eyebrows at the beauty centre then went back to sit around their house, until 4, then I went back to the beauty centre to get my hair and make up done.. It's much cheaper to do in Malaysia! Over there it's really well done, and is only RM 30, while it's really simple, but costed $45! Bloody hell! Speaking of which, we're going to JB to collect our photos on Sunday! Whee!&lt;br /&gt;Yep, after that my mom was talking to her sis and my grandma in my cousin's house (that sis is that cousin's mom), until 5.30pm, when I started hurrying my mom home.. So I came home, put on my dress and all the accessories I bought on Wednesday at Heeren with ni, packed the camera and 4 spare batteries, and off I went!&lt;br /&gt;When I reached Conrad ni and michelle tan were already there. Ni was wearing this low-cut brown dress while michelle was wearing a black tube. I was wearing a goldenish-green kneelength dress, with green FUNKY boots! (: So we started taking pictures, and my camera ran out of battery, so I changed to the spare ones... ONLY TO FIND OUT IT WOULDN'T WORK TOO! The damned batteries were exhausted the moment I put them in... BLOODY FREAKING HELL!!!! ): Gah, so I had to use ni's the whole night, and didn't manage to take many pictures... ): The theme of the prom was Masquerade, and my mask had a silver background with black splotches of paint, with yellow sequins and feathers stuck at the sides (: Really pretty! We were sitting at table 13 (ni's really superstitious...), near the center aisle and 3rd table from the stage. Quite a  nice view (:&lt;br /&gt;So we went around taking more pictures, and more pictures, and even more pictures... Eyes were kinda blurry from all the camera flashes O_O There was also this lucky-draw thing, which I won first prize for! Prize: Shokubutsu hamper (2 full bottles of body soap and a water canister) and a $50 Borders voucher! Gah. Think I'm lucky in an unlucky kind of way. Or unlucky in a lucky kind of way... The hamper was darn heavy! ): But I love the voucher though. Or as ni insists, card. So now I have $60 worth of Borders card! Heh!&lt;br /&gt;After the prom ended we rushed over to chinablack, only to find out that entry wasn't free after all, since jocelyn (the organiser) didn't manage to sell up to the quota. And payment for entry is $12. So there's no way I'm paying $12 just to look around for half an hour! It's just lame. Even though I paid $8 to rent the roller-blades and only skated for 40 minutes.. My feet were really aching though ):&lt;br /&gt;Yep, so we didn't go to chinablack after all. And I crashed ni's house! Whee! That was fun! Though I had to borrow her clothes and she had to give me her new underwear =x We took turns showering (duh!) and were mapling! Or rather, I was helping ni do a jumping quest on maple while she watched me jump. Heh. At around 3am we were getting really sleepy, so we went to bed (I was sleeping on ni's bed while she was sleeping on her bro's. Oops =x), and ni told me the storyline for 'Wang Zi Bian Qing Wa'. (: The show sounds really cute! I wanna watch! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways I guess we prolly fell asleep at around 4am, and woke up at 8 O_O Mapled some more, transferred the pictures to ni's com and rushed to my house! From there we rushed to j8 (we seem to be doing a lot of rushing around lately) and met ethel and xuan qi. From there you know what we did. (:&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I'm feeling utterly exhausted right now.. And I stink too. *pinches nose* The roller-blading equipment (helmet, knee and elbow guards) STINK! P.U.... *gags*&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I love the butterfly ring I bought with ni. I bought black/grey (two colours on the same ring) while ni bought blue! =D One of the studs fell out from ni's ring though =/ Go &lt;a href="http://cloudy-dreamz.blogspot.com"&gt;ni's blog&lt;/a&gt; to see some pictures! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113291292859909151?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113291292859909151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113291292859909151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113291292859909151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113291292859909151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/11/prom.html' title='prom'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113258086819552769</id><published>2005-11-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:47:48.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eurgh.. It's so hard to prom shop.. The horror.. Walking all around a shopping center valiantly trying to find matching accessories.. It's not buying the dress that's difficult, it's the finding of matching accessories!! Arrgh! But I did it anyway.. Managed to buy my shoes yesterday! And now I have the dress, the necklace, the bag and the shoes. I have no idea where I'm going to get my makeup done.. I can feel a headache forming...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, on to less depressing stuff! I watched GoF again today! Wasn't planning to do so, since watching the first time made me wanna puke blood, but ni's friend, kiwi wanted me to go to have someone to PotterTalk to, since ni and ethel both don't know much about the books.. Hehe.. Noticed a lot more differences and things that were left out from the movies.. Like the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, Rita Skeeter's beetle animagus form, S.P.E.W., Sirius hiding out in a cave in Hogsmeade to be close to Harry, gathering the 'old crowd', Hedwig etc. Also, I noticed how cute Mrs Norris is (even though she isn't supposed to be), especially with her nice fur coat and red eyes! Red eyes which Voldemort is supposed to have. Another creature appeared with red eyes in the movie. Can you guess what it is?? A. Voldemort B. An owl C. Harry Potter D. Ron Weasley&lt;br /&gt;Hah, the answer's so obvious, you'd be dumb not to know it. *sticks tongue out childishly at horrified readers* Nyeah. Anyways, we met at cine at 2.30pm- I was supposed to anyway, but was late- but there wasn't any tickets left, so had to rush to Balestier Shaw Plaza (opposite ni's house) to catch the 3.25pm movie. Ni met liao and co. at cine while trying to buy the tickets, and according to liao, l---- and l--- were there too. L--- in all her bright green headband glory. Cough&lt;i&gt;gross&lt;/i&gt;cough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113258086819552769?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113258086819552769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113258086819552769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113258086819552769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113258086819552769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/11/eurgh.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113242244640272034</id><published>2005-11-19T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:57:10.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of o levels!</title><content type='html'>Well.. Yeah, I know that it was yesterday, but kinda didn't want to blog, because if I did I'd be complaining about GoF.. Complaining a lot, since it's really disappointing, for an avid fanatic PotterManiac like myself. ): There's so much to blog about, I don't know where to start!&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should start with the chem paper. It was quite tricky, and kinda difficult ): Physics was relatively easier! And I got pelted by bird shit. AGAIN! That makes it twice in three days, both before science papers. Humph. And when I told liao and ni about it ni excitedly asked me what topic I focused on. Apparently being shitted on is good luck. Though I don't think it really worked. Gah. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of ni, today's her birthday! Shall say what we did later, gotta make my complaints about GoF first. Grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;I guess the thing that pissed me off the most is that the personalities of the main characters are changing every movie. Granted, the directors are always changing, but they're too OOC! For example, Dumbledore was really fierce, especially when he was asking Harry if he put his name in the Goblet. He was practically shaking him by the shoulders, shouting in his face! Dumbledore isn't supposed to be like this! In the third movie he was kinda funky, and in the first two he was kinda.. I don't know.. Wise? Arrgh! And Harry isn't supposed to be so mean to Neville! Especially since he's supposed to find out that Neville's parents were tortured to insanity in this book. I suppose he's going to start being nice to Neville for no reason in the next movie, otherwise Neville wouldn't have followed them to the Department of Mysteries.. Also, Barty Crouch Jr. wasn't supposed to be at Riddle Manor! And they made Moody's drinking of Polyjuice so obvious and suspicious.. In the book they just passed it off for his paranoia of his drink being spiked.. &lt;br /&gt;Next, the transition of scenes. It's really choppy, and abrupt, leaving the audience confused for a few moments. I mean, if you're not a PotterFan you wouldn't really know what's going on.. It was just taken for granted that the audience has read the book! For example, they just randomly mentioned Sirius, without sort of explaining his circumstance.. Eurgh. Also, there were a lot of times when the characters just do things for seemingly no reason, like Harry going to the Headmaster's office after discovering Barty Crouch. However, he seemed really calm about it, and wasn't frantically getting them to go see, like most people would when they find an unconscious person.. Blah. Seriously, if I haven't read the book so many times I would have been really confused almost all the time while watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;These are just major stuff that pissed me off, there are many other stuff too, but I suppose lots of leeway should be given, since they decided not to make the movie in two parts.. However, WHY ARE BEAUXBATONS AND DURMSTRANG PORTRAYED AS SINGLE-SEX SCHOOLS?!?! They made it seem as though those two schools are filled with weirdos or something.. The Beauxbatons students were mixed up with Veela, me thinks. Veela, the Bulgarian mascot for the Quidditch World Cup, which they CONVENIENTLY CUT OUT! I can't believe they cut the Quidditch match out!! Even just reading that segment's exciting!! I was so looking forward to watching the match.. WHICH THEY BLOODY CUT OUT! &lt;br /&gt;Where did all the monsters in the Maze go to?? Did they morph into vicious plants? I was wondering what they'd make the Blast-Ended Skrewt look like. Turns out they didn't even make an appearance. There's no sphinx too! And Cedric was really arrogant in the movie.. Not very characteristic of a Hufflepuff. Plus, when Amos Diggory was mocking Harry and raving that his son beat Harry Potter, Cedric was trying to explain that Harry was supposed to win.. In the book. Bleargh. &lt;br /&gt;Next, the resurrection of Voldemort. Speaking of Voldemort, Wormtail and Barty Crouch Jr. called him 'Lord Voldemort' to his face! Hello, what happened to the wizarding world being all afraid of uttering his name.. Which was why he's known as "You Know Who" or "He Who Must Not Be Named" in the first place.. Anyways.. HIS EYES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARLET RED! You know, to add to the whole fear factor. Instead, his eyes were normal looking and Voldemort seemed like a madman, instead of a fear-inspiring Dark Lord. Pfft. It's good that they followed the flat nose and slit for nostrils part though. (: BUT PRIORI INCANTATEM WAS WRONG! In the movie there was sludge splattering out from where their wand beams connected. However, in the book, the red and green beams collided and became a single golden light beam connecting Harry and Voldie's wands, and there was a sort of "Battle of Wills", where they mentally pushed a bead of light towards the other, and the person with the bead nearer to the wand experienced violent reactions in their wands.. Also, Harry and Voldie were levitated, and tiny threads of light spread out and interconnected to form a cage of light, with phoenix song seeming to be emitted from these threads.. Doesn't what happened in the book sound more grand and magical?? And I found the part where the Death Eaters were just hovering about behind Voldemort, and he was all "He's mine! Don't do anything!" or something like that quite funny, as they &lt;b&gt;weren't even doing anything in the first place&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After that, when Harry took the portkey back to Hogwarts and announced Voldemort's return (which wasn't supposed to happen anyway), the crowd were mostly still crying over Cedric, and didn't seem to have much reaction. WHAT HAPPENED TO MASS-PANIC?! &lt;br /&gt;'Crucio' and 'Veritaserum' were pronounced wrongly anyway. In the movie the characters pronounced it was 'cru-sio' and 'veritaserum', but they're latin, and thus should be pronounced as 'cru-kio' and 'weh-ritaserum'. And Veritaserum is supposed to be adminstered as three drops on the tip of the tongue. Snape just poured the whole bottle down his throat. Without explaining that it's Veritaserum, so non-PotterFans would be left confused, once again. &lt;br /&gt;Ought I get started on their dress robes? Maybe I should. Harry's dress robes are supposed to be bottle green, not black. Hermione's dress robes are supposed to be 'floaty' and periwinkle blue. Padma Patil's dress robes are supposed to be peacock blue, and DRESS ROBES, instead of some pink and orange indian sari. And she isn't supposed to be in the same house as Parvati Patil, her twin. Padma's in Ravenclaw, but they were both like, "Hi, Harry" everytime they saw him in the movie. And it's as though Lavender Brown doesn't exist. So I suppose in the sixth movie she'd just randomly pop up. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;The only redeeming parts are the action-packed parts, which were conveniently exaggerated. But oh well.. They have to, to attract non-PotterFans. *snorts* Not that it does much good, since it was taken for granted that the audience are all familiar with the story. The 'nice' parts were added on for effect, and didn't actually happen. Oh yeah! The Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes were also not mentioned!! Not even a peep! Arrgh! The makers of the movie are just making things difficult for themselves in the fifth movie.. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's most of what I didn't like about the movie. Shall start describing my day today! =D Bleah, I woke up late, at 10.50am when we're meeting at 11am.. Slept at around 5+am the previous night, staying up in MapleStory until ni's birth time to be the first to wish her a happy birthday! (: Blah, I shouldn't have been late though. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I arrived at KBox around 11.45am, after running from the MRT Station all the way there. Whew. We (me, liao, agnes, ahma, natalie, pek kei, mandy, dengli, ethel, sandra, xuan qi) sang quite a lot of lame songs, and the english songs are sorely lacking. They didn't have the newer popular english songs, like You're Beautiful by James Blunt, or even Sunday Morning by Maroon 5!! And that was released a loooong time ago!!!! We also sang the birthday song for ni, and she cut the cake that ethel, xuan qi and sandra baked. I didn't dare to try the cake.. Don't fancy getting diarrhoea =x&lt;br /&gt;After KBox-ing we walked over to Singapore Shopping Centre to PLAY POOL! I didn't know pool's so fun! Today was my first time playing pool (: And I think I played pretty well for a newbie! (: And, oops. I kinda embarrassed myself by doing tons of stupid stuff that I can't even remember now. Heh? We also made quite a lot of noise, cheering and laughing at each other when we did some weird shots xD Think I'm starting to get addicted to pool! And it's quite cheap to play too! Shall play pool more during this holiday! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;Yep, after playing pool, me, liao, agnes and ahma went over to Plaza Singapura (opposite SSC) to play bridge and have teaner (tea+dinner)! Hehe, ate at Pasta Mania (Meat Lovers and Hawaiian Pizza)! The Banana Dessert Pizza was nice! So we played British Bridge at first, then agnes taught us how to play GERMAN BRIDGE! It's crazy fun! And we started the first round, but was chased out halfway, so we went over to Burger King where we made loads of noise and attracted lots of attention. =x We couldn't help it! We were laughing so much and getting so excited that our faces were all red. And it felt like we were drunk of German Bridge xD The dudes sitting at the table beside ours were staring at us play, looking at our cards, prolly wondering what kind of game this is, to reduce three normally sane girls and one not so very sane girl (me!) to a pile of laughing poo xD GERMAN BRIDGE IS DAMN BLOODY FUN!!! There's also a lot of suspense, and you never know when someone would overtake your score.. =D &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, dying of sleepiness and fatigue right now.. Been doing activities that take up quite a lot of energy the whole day.. =D Feels like the end of o levels was a really long time ago.. (: Just really glad it's all over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113242244640272034?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113242244640272034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113242244640272034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113242244640272034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113242244640272034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/11/end-of-o-levels.html' title='end of o levels!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113213931273124024</id><published>2005-11-16T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T13:19:42.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I intended for yesterday's post to be the last one till the end of o levels, but I felt like a lot happened today, so.. Here I am! &lt;br /&gt;Geog paper was weird.. Quite challenging, but at the same time okay. And they printed the answer for question 39 by accident xD Not many people noticed though, I wonder why. Seems like the geog paper's quite screwed up. Apparently it was reported in yesterday's the new paper that there's a problem in paper 2. Something about printing the wrong photo for coniferous trees, and that question's 6 marks! Oh well, not like it affects me. I hardly even studied vegetation and climate for today =x&lt;br /&gt;Eurgh. I got quite bored while studying physics in the canteen with ahma, so I looked around and saw a few mynas flying overhead.. Sprinkling some purple goo out at the same time. Thought they landed elsewhere, but when I turned to take something from my bag.. IT WAS RIGHT ON MY BAG! Bloody freaking hell! Purple poo! At least my bag's purple, and made of some material that's easy to clean, though there's some of the poo stuck in the zip. Yuck. Quite a few people mentioned that it's good luck for birds to shit on you though. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that's why the Physics paper was much easier than the school prelims'. Seriously! Plus, most of the topics I'm not good at didn't come out! Some questions in paper 1 were quite tricky, though. And I didn't really memorise any definitions, seeing as how I barely had time to study the content. Haha. Me and ahma were just flipping through the textbook, skipping lots of pages in the meanwhile. "This one won't come out la, so just skip!" &lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, most of the things ahma spotted came out! Especially the electromagnetic spectrum part. And agnes gave us this catchy little statement to remember the wavelength and all that: "Grandma X Uses Vulgarities In My Room" Cute, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Gah. And I'll be watching GoF on friday, alone.. Humph. Told mo a month ago and have been reminding her about booking tickets, but in the end the tickets were booked for saturday, and I can't go, seeing as ni's having her birthday party at kbox! And by now most cinemas don't have tickets left, so I'll most prolly have to watch at Toa Payoh, or Ang Mo Kio. Alone! ): Well... This &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; be a good thing, since I'd be screaming/shouting expletives and complaining really loudly how some part of the movie doesn't comply with the book. Or how Harry's dress robes for the Yule Ball are supposed to be emerald green (like his eyes!), but in the pictures they're black. And let's not forget that Hermione's are supposed to be periwinkle blue, but are &lt;b&gt;pink&lt;/b&gt; in the movie. Humph. &lt;br /&gt;2 more days!!! And tomorrow I'd be singing that "Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow, you're only a day away!" song that we learnt in lower sec music lessons =D&lt;br /&gt;Edit: This is after a maths paper 2! Went quite okay, except that I did wrongly a few times so had to make quite a lot of cancellations.. My answer script's kinda messy =x&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will be.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/1036/1600/champions.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/1036/320/champions.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; woohoo! Just trying out Blogger's image upload.. Hope it doesn't turn out weird =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113213931273124024?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113213931273124024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113213931273124024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113213931273124024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113213931273124024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-i-intended-for-yesterdays-post-to.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113204718263153634</id><published>2005-11-15T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:33:02.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second post on O levels</title><content type='html'>Now, where did I stop the last time??&lt;br /&gt;English! Hmmm... It went quite well, I guess. I did Question 4: "Choosing a career is one of the most important decisions in life. What are the factors that would affect your decision?" I mentioned the pay, job prospects, chance of upgrading and whether there would be conflicts with my morals (eg. Mafia). I didn't talk about academic qualifications though! Shucks. Oh well.. Comprehension went &lt;i&gt;quite&lt;/i&gt; well, though there were many words I didn't exactly know the meaning of.&lt;br /&gt;Geography was quite okay... I did questions 3, 4, 5 and 6. Managed to finish, about 7 pieces of foolscap and a cramped elbow. Eurgh. &lt;br /&gt;E Maths was much easier than prelims. You'll find that many people think it's harder than prelims though. Weird. I managed to finish with one hour to spare, so after checking through twice I got so bored I did the other Section B question (the graph). The mark allocation's kinda odd though. Some 3/4 mark questions require just simple workings, especially the number pattern question! It's just addition of two simple numbers and they allocated 3 marks for that. It's the Fibonacci sequence, btw. On the other hand, there were many proving questions that requires a long answer, yet those are only 1/2 marks. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;E. Lit was.. I don't know.. Okay too, I suppose. Didn't manage to finish writing the conclusion for my last part though. ): I did question 1c, the text based question, and the poem. I read through both and felt that I didn't know what the prose was all about. And the poem's kinda straight-forward and cute! &lt;br /&gt;Yup, and today we had A Maths paper 1. Finished with half an hour to spare, and that time was well-utilised, checking through the paper thoroughly. Thank goodness I had enough time to check, since I spotted LOADS of careless mistakes. Think I managed to salvage about 7 marks (: I did question 12 EITHER, the linear law question, since I don't really like circular measure =x I also wasn't quite sure how to do the functions question (state the range of f), so I just crapped an answer. Hopefully I'd be able to get an A1, which I better, since I practised a maths A LOT. Oh yeah, I wrote down the topics that came out today, along with the question number... So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Quadratic equation&lt;br /&gt;2. Sets&lt;br /&gt;3. b^2 -4ac (line tangent to curve, find c)&lt;br /&gt;4. Surds&lt;br /&gt;5. Interception&lt;br /&gt;6. Kinematics&lt;br /&gt;7. Logarithms&lt;br /&gt;8. Differentiation, show and hence evaluate integration (not sure how to say)&lt;br /&gt;9. Trigonometry, find values of x and y&lt;br /&gt;10. Coordinate Geometry&lt;br /&gt;11. Functions (inverse, range)&lt;br /&gt;12. EITHER Linear Law&lt;br /&gt;OR Circular Measure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.. From this list we'd be able to predict the topics that will be coming out in paper 2.. (:&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to die tomorrow. I practised a maths so much that I... Sorta forgotaboutphysicsandchemistry =x Shucks! And physics is my weakest subject (yes, worse than Higher Chinese, which wasn't that bad, frankly speaking)! So I gotta pull up my socks and go study now!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. THREE MORE DAYS!!!! To the end of our misery. To watching GoF! To going stark raving mad and doing crazy stuff we wouldn't normally do! To worrying about Prom! To having fun all day, and not having to worry about our studies! (just a month, granted) WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I... completely, utterly, undoubtably, understandably, inconceivably, inconvertibly, with-all-my-heart-and-every-fiber-of-my-being-ly, CAN'T WAIT FOR O LEVELS TO END!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113204718263153634?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113204718263153634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113204718263153634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113204718263153634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113204718263153634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/11/second-post-on-o-levels.html' title='Second post on O levels'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-113145566378910257</id><published>2005-11-08T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T21:17:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hung. Drawn. Quartered.</title><content type='html'>This entry's title is a succinctly precise description of how I felt during and after the SS paper yesterday.. Reason? All the topics I studied didn't come out for SEQ. Granted, I only studied two topics, but they were hot topics picked by the teachers! Almost everyone was banking on Merger and Separation, and &lt;b&gt;it didn't come out&lt;/b&gt;. Maybe that's why I heard a rather distinct muttering of 'Shit.' when the CPE asked us to check for the right number of printed pages. &lt;br /&gt;Just not in the mood to type out the better known abbrieviations in full.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should write an account of how my papers went, so that when the results are released in March- or early February, whatever- I can compare my results and said account. &lt;br /&gt;As you know, SS went horribly. Thank goodness I decided to read through the fall of Venice &lt;i&gt;ten minutes&lt;/i&gt; before the start of the paper. Okok, so it was more of a skimming through than reading, but at least I still managed to write about 3 pages for SEQ. My SBQ answers were about 4 pages.. Just couldn't think of anything to write, since I was mostly freaking out then. And I think that the SBQ section was quite unconventional.. Two out of five sources were views posted by Singaporeans on an on-line message board.. The topic was on the policy on attracting foreign talent. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;E Maths went well. At least I think I did pretty well.. There wasn't any tricky questions! o_O Or maybe the trick lies wherein the natural human reaction of getting complacent during the lack of tricky questions! *blinks after staring at screen for a few moments* &lt;br /&gt;*blinks again* Right, let's move on, shall we? Higher Chinese was.. Undescribable. Mostly. I fell asleep while writing my ying yong wen! Thank goodness I still managed to finish the paper ONE minute before Mr. CPE announced that time was up. *breathes a sigh of relief* And the comprehension passage was really short, so we had to do mostly inference. O_O Never thought that I'd be applying Humanities skills in Chinese... &lt;br /&gt;Then again, I did better for Chinese than English in prelims, and that's saying &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Again, not in the mood to expand on that, so use your imagination if you will.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahyeah, I'm kinda snappy now. Nope, I did not drink Snapple, even though I feel like drinking some right now. Pink Lemonade, please!&lt;br /&gt;Both practicals went quite well.. I think. Since there weren't any major mishaps... *grins sheepishly* Heh?&lt;br /&gt;English papers are tomorrow! *freaks out* What if I don't get A1?! What do I dooooo? *whines while clutching hair with both hands and yanking. Hard.* Ow. So maybe that wasn't such a smart move. Won't do it again. Shan't do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;SS was HORRIBLE. Horrible, with every letter capitalised. Except the 'H', since it's already capitalised.&lt;/marquee&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*smirks*&lt;br /&gt;H for Hogwarts. H for Harry. H for Hufflepuff. H for Honestly-excruciating-having-to-go-through-all-this-agony. The first three happen to be related to GoF. Which brings my next point to-&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to watch the movie! The World Premiere was on Nov 6, in Leicester Square, and Agnes stayed up till 3+ on Monday morning to watch it. Not the actual movie, you dolt! The red carpet part.. Not sure what you call that. *cringes as audience roars in rage and demands for apology* All right! I'm sorry you guys.. Are dolts. *smirks and runs off to hide behind wall, watching as the pristine white-washed wall is pelted with rotten produce* Eurgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-113145566378910257?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/113145566378910257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=113145566378910257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113145566378910257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/113145566378910257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/11/hung-drawn-quartered.html' title='Hung. Drawn. Quartered.'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112936704362117141</id><published>2005-10-15T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:55:28.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt that my previous entry dated today doesn't do the open houses any justice, so I deleted it and am retyping now! (: Headache's mostly gone, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;Let it not be said that I'm not blur somtimes... We've already established last night that we (we being me, liao and ni) are going NJC first, followed by lunch at Parkway Parade, ending our day at VJC. Somehow, I kept thinking that we're going to VJC first, so went to the wrong bus stop, and almost boarded the wrong bus, before I realised that I shouldn't be boarding this bus, and that NJC was my current destination. Hah. Thank goodness I 'woke up' before I boarded the bus.. (:&lt;br /&gt;The only side effect was that I ended up being about 15 minutes late. And surprise, surprise! Ethel and xuan qi were there too. Apparently ni didn't deem it fit to inform me last night, or in the morning when I sms-ed her asking if she's coming with us (long story). *rolls eyes* Oh well. So me and liao waited outside at the bus stop for michelle first, while the guides (ni, Ethel and xuan qi) went in first.. Heh. Met loads of ---- (fill in my school name here) people today at the various open houses! (: Unfortunately, Y- J--- and L--- (the former has really long, gross looking.. hair, if it could be called that, whilst the former wears a headband all the time. She wore a blinding bright pink one today) were there too. At both open houses. Eurgh. Oh well... You can't have the best of everything, right?&lt;br /&gt;Back to the NJC open house. It was quite weird.. We finally went in after michelle arrived, and there were small groups of NJC people here and there, doing some stuff but not exactly welcoming.. We didn't even know they gave goodie bags out! And the map was in the goodie bag, so for most of the time we were just wondering around aimlessly. We did manage to try out the air rifle and pistol though! It was kinda fun, though my arm kept moving, so my aims were quite off. Heh? &lt;br /&gt;After touring the not-so-fun-and-engaging- NJC open house, we took bus back to ---- (fill in my school name here again), then took 48 to Parkway Parade. I wanted to eat sushi but Ethel was strongly against my suggestion, and wanted to eat at the food court, so we walked towards the food court.... Heh. Halfway there liao and I wanted to buy some sushi at Cold Storage, but there wasn't, so we went walking around Parkway searching for japanese restaurants.. Sadly there was only Sakae Sushi, which was jam-packed with people, Ichiban Sushi, which menu consists of food costing above 10 bucks, and Ajisen Ramen, which has really salty ramen. We continued roaming Parkway, and liao decided to eat Andersen's ice cream, while I ate this cute pancake burger. Instead of using normal buns, this store uses pancakes, causing the burger to have a weird-but-nice sweet after-taste. Yum. Very filling though! Almost couldn't finish, and I was really hungry! Well, that's supposed to say a lot, seeing as how I normally eat a lot, but I'm sick, so my appetite may be a little off. &lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how slowly the guides walk?? I may have mentioned that ni and Ethel strolls to the bus stop most of the time a few times in my blog.. Humph. Took their sweet time eating, going to the washroom, then coming to find us at the fountain as agreed. They even went to Delifrance to buy bread!! And by that time it was already 2.15pm!!!!&lt;br /&gt;VJC's open house ends at 3.&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah! That meant that we missed out on a lot, even though we planned to leave NJC at 11.45am, eat at Parkway till 1.30pm, leaving us with at least an hour to tour VJC. But noooooo, the guides has to insist on looking for S--- (an extremely irritating person with an even more irritating big mouth. By 'big mouth', I meant it both ways. Her caustic remarks hurt people a lot sometimes, and she's totally insensitive about it.). *rolls eyes* All that dilly-dally-ing caused us to leave NJC at 12.30pm instead. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, our short visit to VJC was still much more fun than the relatively longer one at NJC! In my opinion, no harm intended. Yep.. We walked in, and there were groups of VJC people (what do you call them?? Victorians?? xD) at the entrance welcoming people to VJC and handing out goodie bags. Now, that's what I call good reception! (: And that's why I wanna go VJC.. The people, culture, atmosphere and EVERYTHING seems fun, friendly, and... FUNK-KEH! Especially their ending mass dance!! Their dances (that's right, danceS) were cute and groooo-vay! There was information (people providing info if you're 'lost') roller blading around, and huge beach ball being rolled around, and the scene was generally inviting. (: The fact that they were giving out free ice cream (looked quite good, though I couldn't try it out, thanks to my sore throat) helped a lot! Too bad we arrived so late... ): &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, hopefully I'd be able to make it into VJC in PAE, and then JAE (not going to happen unless I work hard now!), and spend the next two years having fun -- playing and studying -- at &lt;b&gt;VJC&lt;/b&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.. I didn't forget to blog about Mass Moderation Exercise.. It's just that I typed a really long entry about it, and taking my dajie's graduation photos, but there was a publishing error and the entire entry got lost in cyberspace. *smacks palm to forehead* I really should have heeded my 'Inner Eye's advice and Ctrl+A, Ctrl+C before clicking on the 'Publish Post' button... ): Such a shame, since I added in some interesting facts from Wikipedia, which was quite relevant to my entry.. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm still quite pissed off by that, and the task of retyping that entire entry seems a little daunting.. So... I'm off to mug now! &lt;br /&gt;Because that's what Muggles do! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Seriously. No harm was intended by my description of how my visit to nJC went.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S Ctrl+A selects all, and Ctrl+C copies. For those of you computer-idiots out there reading my blog. xP&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S Aha! I was viewing my blog just now, and found out that my previous entry wasn't lost in cyberspace after all! It's back there! (:&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.P.S (this is the last one, I swear!) Notice that only certain people have their names typed out starting with a capital letter?? Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112936704362117141?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112936704362117141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112936704362117141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112936704362117141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112936704362117141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/10/felt-that-my-previous-entry-dated.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112901542289000456</id><published>2005-10-11T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T15:23:42.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass Moderation Exercise</title><content type='html'>That's right, today was THE mass moderation exercise everyone's been waiting for! It has been highly anticipated by those who haven't done too well for Prelims, and are hoping that moderation would pull their grades, inclusive of yours truly, of course! *grins cheekily*&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Not much to say, except that Ms H--- and the other teacher (I can't remember her name off-hand.. heh) seemed to be dragging on with the instructions and their thoughts on purpose... Couldn't they tell that most of the sec 4s were anxiously waiting, shifting nervously in their seats?! Gah! The wait was rather sweet though. For me. &lt;br /&gt;I dropped 3 grades! Woohoo! So my current L1R5 is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;11!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if that'd be good enough for VJC though.. And I'm kinda.. torn apart by my choice of JC... Part of me is screaming out "VJ is the one for you!". That part happens to be fun-loving and dynamic. Another part- the cynical, sarcastic one- keeps reminding me (rather painfully) that if I managed to get into VJC, I'd have to wake up at 5 in the morning every single morning for the next two years to get to school. Myself. Via public transport. No parents to send me there, so no waking up at 6.15am anymore... But then again, there are people who already wake up at 5, or earlier to get to school! By themselves! So why is that part so apprehensive about it? &lt;br /&gt;And my choice of JCs is changing almost everyday... A week or so ago my preferred JCs were: VJC, SAJC, NYJC. Now they are: VJC, NJC, SAJC, NYJC. Ok, so maybe it's not so much of a change.. I suppose 'increasing' etc would be more appropriate.. *snorts* My preferred JCs may be every one in Singapore by next week, in this rate! xD&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough talk about JCs, prelims, grades etc... Let's talk about...&lt;br /&gt;Photoshoot on Sunday! Uh.. For those of you who watch ANTM (if you don't watch it you wouldn't know what ANTM stands for, so it doesn't matter anyway), it's not what you're thinking! Photoshoot as in.. My dajie's graduation photos! Still not taken before Sunday... So... yeah. It was kinda fun, though my eyes were tearing like mad... Bloody eye make-up were irritating my eyes, and my eyelashes were poking my eyeballs everytime I blinked.. Eurgh. Wonder how models survive with make-up on perpetually all the freaking time! I'd go mad by then... That or my eyeballs would have popped out/decomposed/*insert all gory details about eyeballs here*.. &lt;br /&gt;Not that I haven't heard of the phrase 'get used to it'. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;And I look totally different with make-up on.. As irritating as it feels (it referring to having make-up on, not looking totally different).. Different is &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;. Heh. I'm off-tangent! I'm weird! *flashes a mega-watt smile* &lt;br /&gt;Talking about Watts reminds me of.. Physics! Emma Watson! And from there, Harry Potter! Goblet of Fire! End of O levels! Studying... IT'S AN ENDLESS CYCLE, I TELL YA! Or according to liao and her initially-funny-but-getting-very-irritating mimicking of Ms L--.. I TELLS YOU! *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Yep, gotta go do the endless amount of revision homework now.. Heh.. All these mentiosn of endless amount/endless cycle etc reminds me of Ouroboros.. &lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Ouroboros (also spelled Oroborus, Uroboros or Uroborus) is an ancient symbol depicting a snake or dragon swallowing its tail, constantly creating itself and forming a circle. It is associated with alchemy, Gnosticism, and Hermeticism. It represents the cyclical nature of things, eternal return, and other things perceived as cycles that begin anew as soon as they end. In some representations the serpent is shown as half light and half dark, echoing symbols such as the Yin Yang, which illustrates the dual nature of all things, but more importantly, that these opposites are not in conflict. The ouroboros is an example of tail recursion and self-reference, though not in a programming context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alchemy, the ouroboros symbolises the circular nature of the alchemist's opus which unites the opposites: the conscious and unconscious mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is believed to have been inspired by the Milky Way, as some ancient texts refer to a serpent of light residing in the heavens.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ouroboros"&gt;Here for more information&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112901542289000456?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112901542289000456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112901542289000456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112901542289000456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112901542289000456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/10/mass-moderation-exercise.html' title='Mass Moderation Exercise'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112859773900590462</id><published>2005-10-06T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:22:19.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well... We got back all our prelim papers... And my current L1R5 is 14.. With this marks I'll most probably go SAJC.. Though I'm kinda hoping that after moderation my L1R5 will be about 11 or so... Not sure if I'd be able to go VJC with that kind of marks though.. ):&lt;br /&gt;Went Orchard just now.. Collected my MayDay Singtel IDEAS card.. Kinda cute, though I still have to pay some money for the ringtones etc. -_- Then we went Kino, liao started reading all about her horoscope and astrology stuff.. Her personality defined by her name contradicts that of her horoscope though.. *snickers* Wouldn't this mean that most people in a Hogwarts' House, say Slytherin, have the same horoscope?! So all these stuff isn't really accurate.. &lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch.. Oh yeah! Dudettes, flavour of the month at Haagen Daz is Chocolate now! So go try it out someday... (:&lt;br /&gt;Then we went prom shopping.. Or rather, prom window shopping, since liao didn't have enough money to even buy a shirt. Oh yes, I bought my dress already, so liao was the one looking. Mine's knee-length, and is goldenish-green. The material's kinda... rumpled?? Not sure how to describe it.. My fashion sense is close to nil.. Heh. Yep... So looked around for about an hour, and liao tried on about two, though technically it should be one, since she couldn't get the second one on. Nope, it's not that it doesn't fit, it's more like.. she screwed the buttons up -_- We established the fact that liao can't wear bright colours, more importantly light blue, and she shouldn't wear a tube dress.. since she doesn't have anything to hold the dress up, if you get what I mean.. xP&lt;br /&gt;Going JB (again) this Sunday to take my dajie's graduation photos.. Even though she graduated a few months ago.. -_- Would be spending most of the day there, so I'll have to bring homework and do while waiting.. -_- Sickening. O Levels is what I was referring to!! &lt;br /&gt;Feel tired most of the time these days.. Physically, mentally and spiritually.. Gah. Physically tired because of lugging all the books around, and not having the chance to exercise. Mentally tired... The reason for that is pretty obvious, isn't it? And as for being spiritually tired.. I don't know.. I just thought that putting all three up would emphasise my fatigue... And the teachers are piling tons of homework on us everyday.. I think the trees are being used for all these past year papers by the truckloads.. ): Poor trees..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112859773900590462?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112859773900590462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112859773900590462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112859773900590462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112859773900590462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112789292541543444</id><published>2005-09-29T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T15:35:25.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hot tears of anguish coursed down my cheek, despite my trying to hold them back desperately -- I missed my A1 for English by 0.2% I had gotten 73.9%, which would have meant that I missed it by 1.1%, but Mrs T-- said that the machine would automatically round our percentages up. And I wouldn't have missed the A1 if the teachers didn't screw up the marking scheme for Questions 10 and 11 of the Comprehension, resulting in a 0.5 mark decrease, which amounts to 0.4% by the way. Arrgh!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Also did quite badly for A Maths Paper 1, and worse for Chemistry. Feeling too depressed and angsty right now... The unfairness of the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;And yet...&lt;br /&gt;Right now my pride refuses to put up with this. Missing an A1 for English when I've worked so hard for it is a really hard slap in the face. The very same pride demands that I stop wallowing in self-pity and being unfairly angry towards the teachers, and suck it all up, and work hard. Perhaps the screw up in marking scheme was something Fate arranged, so that I'd start working harder. I, for one, know that if I had indeed gotten the A1 for English, I'd be gloating and start getting complacent.. And if I were really that good as English as I self-acclaimed, I wouldn't have this problem of missing the A1 grade by a mere 0.2%! &lt;br /&gt;Therefore.. Farewell, excessive FanFiction reading days. Adieu, MapleStory. And last but not least... Good riddance, slacker in me! I &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; work harder, starting from right.this.minute! Or rather, 15 minutes later, as I have not eaten lunch. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112789292541543444?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112789292541543444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112789292541543444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112789292541543444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112789292541543444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/09/hot-tears-of-anguish-coursed-down-my.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112773958573318755</id><published>2005-09-26T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T20:59:45.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling kind of freaked out now... This morning I heard rumours that Mr J--- said that 2/3 of the sec 4s who took the physics paper failed. This afternoon the figure rised to 3/4.&lt;br /&gt;As of now, it stands at 80%.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that soon there'll be rumours that everyone failed, including the scholars. And I hope that the sarcasm wasn't so subtle that no one spotted it!&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding! It's so obvious that anyone reading this blog should have gotten the full blast of sarcasm... Right?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we got back the English papers today.. Naturally, there were tears, there was laughter, and... A sudden exclamation of disbelief? Ha, if you heard that, then I'll let you know that was me. Fine, even if you haven't heard that, it was me. Heh. I wrote question 4 :"'War has never achieved anything and never will.' How far do you agree?" Mrs Q--- marked that, and her remarks were that we didn't give enough substantial evidence and support, and that really few people attempted this question.&lt;br /&gt;She also said that History girls have a clear advantage because.. Well, it's kind of obvious, isn't it? They've learnt about all the different wars, the when, where, who, what, why and how! And up till now I'm still quite unsure about what the 'Holocaust' is. Or if I spelt that wrongly. =x Pardon me if I did!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so there I was, freaking out, wincing at every assertion she made that questions like these (argumentative) MUST be supported. So.... When I got back my essay, and saw that I have gotten 24/30, I was naturally shocked. Pleasantly shocked, I must add. Then for a moment there reality hit me and I wondered if I received the wrong script. *Glances down* Nope, definitely mine. That was when the exclamation was let loose. (: Did quite... Can't say badly, nor can I say that I did well for Situational Writing... 21/30 Sigh... I could have gotten higher if I didn't hesitate about introducing myself as a ---- (if you're reading this you should know what school I'm from) student.. Gah. Oh well, no use crying over spilt milk. What's done is done, and the only thing I can do now is to NOT commit the same mistake in the O levels. (: *blinks* Nah.. Everyone says that, but when it comes down to doing the paper most of us would be too nervous/freaked out etc to remember our past mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... According to Ms B--, only 14 people in our class got A1 for a maths. Huzzah! There goes my goal of getting 8 points and below for L1R5~ Along with the various 'motivational rewards' I've set with my parents.. ):&lt;br /&gt;Btw, did I mention that I have to get 14.2/20 minimum for my english oral examination for me to have an A1 grade for English?? &lt;br /&gt;Huzzah! My life is officially over.... *sits in a corner and weep*&lt;br /&gt;No!!!!! I &lt;b&gt;MUST&lt;/b&gt; work harder for O levels! At most I shall just be a 2nd intaker at RJC.. ): If I do well enough to get into RJC in the first place. Oops. Think positive thoughts! Self-confidence!&lt;br /&gt;Heh... If up till now you aren't confused and discombobulated over my contradictory comments, I've got to applaud you for being able to put up with me. x)&lt;br /&gt;To quote ni... '아자 아자!!!' That's korean for 'jia you!', pronounced as 'aja aja!' or something like that. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112773958573318755?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112773958573318755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112773958573318755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112773958573318755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112773958573318755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/09/feeling-kind-of-freaked-out-now.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112729888245599208</id><published>2005-09-21T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:34:42.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Prelims</title><content type='html'>Hooray!! It's the end of Prelims! Didn't feel as excited as I would normally be after the end of exams normally though.. Probably because we still have THE O LEVELS in a month or so.. So not much to be excited over, really.&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised I haven't blogged about the Prelims.. So... I shall do so now! &lt;br /&gt;English was quite okay... Though I HAVE to get A1 for that, or I'd puke blood and die.. And I think I wrote kinda nonsensical stuff.. Oh, just realised I did blog about English.. Remember blogging about not writing which Secondary School I'm from for Situational Writing. Oops?&lt;br /&gt;Geography was quite fine too, I hope. Only studied 5 topics, including Weathering so I didn't have to waste time picking questions. Though I can't believe there are people who actually did the Agriculture questions.. Madness! MCQ was good!&lt;br /&gt;E. Maths was good too. Managed to finish both papers ahead of time (think half an hour), and didn't have trouble with any questions. Hope I didn't make any stupid calculation errors though!! &lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feelings about A. Maths.. Paper 1 was horrible, since I already lost 10 marks due to a really stupid mistake. I did question 12 wrongly at first, so I redid on a fresh sheet of foolscap. THEN I FORGOT TO CANCEL OUT THE OLD, WRONG ONE! And it was behind question 11, so I couldn't not include it. And it's arranged before the correct one, so the teachers will most probably mark the wrong one and ignore the correct one. ): Hopefully Paper 2 would pull my marks up though! 'Cos I could predict exactly what topics would come out for today's paper, and concentrate on those topics. And the Relative Velocity questions were unbelievably easy, compared to all those questions they made us practise. Maybe it's a trick? *Knock on wood!*&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was... Eurgh. Definitely no A1 here! The Organic Chemistry questions were freaking difficult!! And my sis actually said "Organic Chem is the easiest part of the paper, so you must score here." *freaks out* If &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; is supposed to be the easiest, I don't wanna imagine what the other questions would be like.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk about Physics. It.Was.A.Complete.Disaster. Arrgh! Bet Mr Tang would be snorting/chuckling/outright laughing when marking my paper, since it's obviously not possible to throw a piece of stone 500m up into the air physically. With our hands, obviously. So... Physics is a gone case. *strikes out Physics on list of subjects to depend on for L1R5 dejectedly* &lt;br /&gt;What else... Oh yes, Higher Chinese... I guess it was quite okay... Discounting the fact that I fell asleep during the paper.. The passages were damn boring. *rubs eyes tiredly* &lt;br /&gt;Have the feeling I forgot something.... OH YEAH! Elective Humanities... Those are gone cases too! Couldn't finish both papers (obviously.. who can?), and even I think what I wrote was utter rubbish. Sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hope of getting 8 points and below... ): How to go RJC?! Found out today that my house is an hour's bus ride from VJC.. And that SAJC is moving to a new campus at Potong Pasir, relatively close to my house (as compared to VJC) next year! Hmmm.. Suddenly my future doesn't seem that bleak~&lt;br /&gt;Definitely can't forget to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;Liao and Trinette pierced their ears today! At Parkway Parade (that's how I found out about VJC)! *sniffles* Our liao-ey is all grown up now!! *dabs eye with hankie* xD&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, finally decided to cut my hair in MapleStory today. Really lucky to get a nice hairstyle in my first try!! There are people who've spent over 50 dollars buying the CashCards to get the hairstyle they want!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112729888245599208?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112729888245599208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112729888245599208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112729888245599208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112729888245599208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/09/end-of-prelims.html' title='End of Prelims'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112567366211102819</id><published>2005-09-02T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T23:07:42.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had Physics Practicals for Prelims today.. Went for lunch at 'Pepper Lunch' after that.. Uh.. People like me, who are culinary idiots, shouldn't eat there. I burnt some of the bloody rice and my slices of beef were too hard... SIGH&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Feeling too lazy to type much.. So I shall present all my "Which Harry Potter character are you?" (or something along the lines of that anyway) here, mostly to irritate moh. *Smiles deviously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033695734_esktopdrac.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Draco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/heehee/quizzes/Which%20Harry%20Potter%20Character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Harry Potter Character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/camdengal/1053994249_turesdraco.jpg" border="0" alt="Draco Malfoy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Malfoy! You are a little snobby and evil, but you&lt;br&gt;sure are hott! LoL! You need to learn to be&lt;br&gt;nice ...ok nevermind i sound like a mother here&lt;br&gt;so bottom line...you are hott but mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/camdengal/quizzes/!!!%20The%20Ultimate%20Harry%20Potter%20Character%20Quiz%20!!!/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;!!! The Ultimate Harry Potter Character Quiz !!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh.. I know this isn't a Harry Potter Quiz, but couldn't resist..&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/pinkystangel/1125340896_darkangel3.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8c57cd8)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are a dark angel. you preefer to be alone,&lt;br&gt;almost like the hidden angel. you like to be&lt;br&gt;isolated from other. dark angels are the total&lt;br&gt;oppsite of the light angel. you aren't&lt;br&gt;sociable, but you just like to sit around, like&lt;br&gt;loafing around.sorry to say, but you don't&lt;br&gt;really have many friends, but you can always&lt;br&gt;make new friends. you need a friend like the&lt;br&gt;light angel. you tend to be lonely. you should&lt;br&gt;focus on others than just yourself. go out&lt;br&gt;there and live your life to it's fullest. don't&lt;br&gt;just stay in dark areas to yourself. also if&lt;br&gt;you talk to some like a water angel, your&lt;br&gt;problems will be solved. yet don't ever stop&lt;br&gt;being yourelf. there is alway sa dark side to&lt;br&gt;every one, but lighten up and get out there and&lt;br&gt;play. brilliant.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/pinkystangel/quizzes/what%20%20kind%20of%20angel%20suits%20you%20the%20best(cool%20anime%20pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what  kind of angel suits you the best(cool anime pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SlytherinPotionMistress/1039306656_eanDraco-M.jpg" border="0" alt="Draco Malfoy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Draco Malfoy! You enjoy being the centre of&lt;br&gt;attention, and like to surrond yourself with&lt;br&gt;people who have as high an opinion of you as&lt;br&gt;you have of yourself. A little materialistic, a&lt;br&gt;little sneaky (okay, a LOT sneaky), you look&lt;br&gt;great in Slytherin green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SlytherinPotionMistress/quizzes/The%20Harry%20Potter%20Personality%20Quiz/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The Harry Potter Personality Quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, can't find any better Harry Potter quizzes, and frankly speaking, I'm kinda lazy to anyway.. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112567366211102819?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112567366211102819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112567366211102819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112567366211102819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112567366211102819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/09/had-physics-practicals-for-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112550280316327947</id><published>2005-09-01T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:40:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the last Teachers' Day Celebrations I'm having at SC.. Kinda sad.. As in, the last one I'm attending as a SC student.. Oh well, all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda fun, discounting the fact that we had to do the same freaking dance routine over and over and over and over again. Bleargh. Then after that our class decided to run around the track, then we played Basketball against a few teachers. Mrs Yogee, Mrs Lim, Mrs DeSylvia (sp?), Ms Leong and this teacher that I don't know the name of. Uh.. Couldn't tell that Mrs Lim was in the Basketball CCA in her school.. Haha. And Mrs Yogee was snatching the ball! xD Cute!&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went back to class, where liao took a reeeeeally long time decorating the little tag thingies to attach to the flowers she bought for the teachers. After waiting aeons for her to finish, we went to the amphitheatre to watch the concert. The performances were... Uh.. I don't know how to describe them, really. And I shouldn't really say what I think about them, because it would insult quite a few people. So there.&lt;br /&gt;After the concert our class ordered pizza. 4GR bought some tiramisu cake. A bunch of lower sec people were eating junk food. Hah! So much for healthy food. xD Hard to separate teenagers from UNhealthy food.&lt;br /&gt;Went Toa Payoh with Ni, Ethel and Fiona to get Geok Yin's birthday present, which is this Sunday, btw. Hmmm... Persuaded them to go Swensen's for the $4 sundae deal (: Sticky chewy chocolate!!! *Drools* All that chocolate-y goodness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112550280316327947?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112550280316327947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112550280316327947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112550280316327947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112550280316327947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-is-last-teachers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112538878086888679</id><published>2005-08-30T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T15:59:40.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had my two English Papers today... It was quite okay, I guess. Except that I didn't specify which school I'm from for the Situational Writing. *Rolls eyes at myself* HOW COULD I?! Especially after Mrs Tan went through the Geography Trip speech with us.. Arrgh.. The one thing that kept scrolling/flashing through my mind was that "This question's more like a test of our loyalty towards the school! Propaganda!" Oh well... &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Higher Chinese Paper 1.. Not too bad, I hope. &gt;&lt;" And I don't know why but I always finish the paper much earlier than others. And I'm already doing them as slow as possible. Arrgh. For example, for today's composition, I finished writing one whole page in 15 minutes! And I wasn't even trying to write fast! &lt;br /&gt;Just got my retainers on Sunday. Hurts like crap and it keeps scrapping/scratching/abrading the side of my tongue. Arrgh. Now there's a huge ulcer, and I can't speak properly. Plus, I'm so used to speaking weirdly with the damn retainers on that I speak the same way even without it on. Sigh. I abhor the day I have to put the retainers for the top row of teeth on. &lt;br /&gt;Teachers' Day's tomorrow! Ought I feel guilty for buying a present for Mrs Lim but not my own class form teacher? It's just that it's easier to buy for Mrs Lim (I bought a cat's toy btw.. It's more for Quincy than Mrs Lim, actually xD) than Mrs Tan.. Oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112538878086888679?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112538878086888679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112538878086888679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112538878086888679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112538878086888679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-had-my-two-english-papers-today.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112478926470037378</id><published>2005-08-23T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T17:36:34.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chem prac (prelims) and more</title><content type='html'>We had our Chemistry Practicals for Prelims today.. Nothing much to say, except that I didn't know we're supposed to test for gas for the sodium carbonate test.. Bah, just said that "Dark blue solution turned dark green." Lmao. Didn't do too badly, considering that I hardly studied! xP Seems that the more I study the worse I do for tests/exams. Why is this so?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Should have blogged about this about last Thursday, but was kinda lazy xD So here goes.. &lt;br /&gt;Watched "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" again on Thursday, and I couldn't help but point out all the errors to my sister who was supposed to be the one watching originally. *Rolls eyes* As usual, she fell asleep less than an hour into the movie. Yep, so I shall point out all the differences between the book and the movie here. Can't really call it errors since it's based on the book, and isn't unabridged etc. You get my point. I hope. I'll try to list them in chronological order.. Oh yes, to make the difference clearer, i'll list them like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;yaddi-dah-di-dah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;blah-di-dah-di-dah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys recognize that B stands for book, and M stands for movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Many Differences Between "Prisoner of Azkaban" book and movie&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: At the very start of the movie, Harry practises the "Lumos Maxima" spell under his blankie.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Underaged wizards and witches are not allowed to practise magic during the school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: After blowing Aunt Marge up, Harry stays at the Leaky Cauldron overnight.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: He stays at the Leaky Cauldron for two weeks, and sees the Firebolt for the first time in that duration. Hints to Quidditch Cup in next book.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Waiter at Leaky Cauldron waves his HAND, and chairs automatically arrange themselves.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Wandless magic isn't possible.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Hogwarts Choir singing 'Double, double, toil and trouble' song, conducted by Flitwick during the Welcoming Feast.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: No mentions of any choir in the book.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Dumbledore relights candles with just a wave of his hand.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: ditto 3B&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Ron's boggart is a gigantic spider. After using 'Riddikulus', the spider has roller skates on and is flopping all over (don't know how to describe the movements)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: The spider's legs vanish. PLUS! How would Ron know what roller skates are, since they're Muggle inventions?!&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Harry tries his hand at the Boggart after one of the Patil twins, and it turns into a Dementor.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Lupin cuts in before Harry manages to have a tete-a-tete with Mr. Boggart, since he was afraid that it'll turn into Voldie.&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: At the Hogsmeade outing, Harry sneaks out, throws mud at Malfoy and cronies, and his head gets exposed. (He was under his invisibility cloak, for those of you HarryPotter-idiots.)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Throws snow, and wasn't exposed, so Malfoy and cronies were none the wiser.&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Harry sneaks in alone under his cloak to Three Broomsticks, and eavesdrops on conversation about Sirius Black and dad. Three Broomsticks is supposedly for adults only. Hermy and Ron were stuck outside.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Trio were drinking Butterbeer when they came in, and Harry hid under the table to eavesdrop. &lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Snape stands in for Lupin after full-moon, and uses &lt;b&gt;SLIDE PROJECTOR&lt;/b&gt; to teach about Werewolves.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Muggle electronic devices cannot work at Hogwarts because of the magical energies running around. &lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: During Lupin's private lessons on the Patronus Charm with Harry, he uses just his hand to light candles up and unlock trunk. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: ditto 3 and 5B&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Firebolt arrives at the end of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Harry receives Firebolt during Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;: Lupin uses 'Immobilus' to freeze Whomping Willow and enters.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: Crookshanks presses the knob at the base of the Whomping Willow to freeze it.&lt;br /&gt;The following differences are general!&lt;br /&gt;14. Harry's eye colour is blue instead of green. Mistake is particularly glaring, especially since Lupin and Sirius mentions that he has Lily's eyes quite a few times.&lt;br /&gt;15. Hippogriffs are supposed to be a combination of eagle-lion, but it looks more like eagle-horse in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;16. Moony is spelt wrongly on the Marauders' Map. It was spelt as 'Mooney'.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that I wasn't particularly looking out for the differences; these were too obvious for me to miss them out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, it seems like I blogged more about Prisoner of Azkaban than Chem prac.. Oh well.. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112478926470037378?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112478926470037378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112478926470037378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112478926470037378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112478926470037378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/08/chem-prac-prelims-and-more.html' title='Chem prac (prelims) and more'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112418505070971041</id><published>2005-08-17T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:27:26.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O level english oral examinations</title><content type='html'>If you haven't figured out by the title of my blog what today's entry is going to about, you shouldn't be reading this. &lt;br /&gt;You should read &lt;a href="http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/07/right.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; before continuing here though. &lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Some jokes are made, but no harm is intended on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Spoiler for previous blog entry on Prelims Orals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of being packed into a computer lab like we were the last time, we had the nice, cool, comfy-looking board room to ourselves. Ourselves being 3 groups of 12, which isn't much, compared to the 8 classes of approximately 30 per class last time. The catch is: it looks comfortable, but we weren't allowed to sit in the nice cushiony chair. *rolls eyes* And the table edges weren't helping, since if we sat on the floor and tried to lean back, the table edge would be cutting into our heads. Eurgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And "cool" soon became a problem as the room gradually emptied. A few of us were so cold that our fingers felt like ice. So I decided to take matters into my own hands, and ventured towards the control panel of the air-conditioning system, planning to turn the temperature up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature was set at 16 degree Celsius. Whoa. How the heck do teachers survive a 2 hour plus meeting, just sitting there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's why most teachers are sometimes described as cold, heartless creatures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No harm was intended by that! It was just a silly pun on the word 'cold. Haha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be picked out by our school teachers for that anyway. &lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I just said &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; teachers. I didn't say something like, "most teachers in the board room", so it could have referred to teachers of other schools, or other countries. (:&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it IS a consensus (amongst students anyway) that teachers are as I have described. Or some variation of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so, you know the protocol. Vicious word-stumbling cycle during Passage Reading, forgetting draft composed in brain for Picture Discussion, and blank minds during Conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall satisfy you readers who just want more of my blogging and describe in detail what happened. (Surprising how my Ego levels can bounce back up after taking a severe beating just now, huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the quintessential nervous student. Sweaty palms? Check! Churning stomach? Check! Constricting chest? Check! Hoarse voice? Check! Weak limbs? Check! Conscious mind deciding to empty its database? Check, check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cap things off, I left my IC along with my book and water bottle outside, by the door when I went in, so I had to run back out to retrieve it. Arrgh. Hope the teachers were feeling amused rather than irritated. (At the sake of my pride though. See? The sacrifices I make for good grades!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I might as well become a lesbian right now, since I mixed the genders up in Picture Discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe I was exaggerating a tad too much. I only mixed the 'he' and 'she' up. And somehow I can't just cruise through the next part and pretend that didn't happen. I just HAD to go back and correct myself. I'm spotting the mistakes out for the teachers, for ____'s sake! (fill in the blank with whatever omniscient being you want) It could only get more obvious if I hold up a placard painted neon pink saying, "Oops! I just made a mistake! Fault me now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions for Conversation are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you plan to work as during the one-month school holiday?&lt;br /&gt;2. a. What do you think about winning things through competition?&lt;br /&gt;   b. Have you won anything through competitions before? If you have, what were your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 1 is a problem itself. They just HAD to phrase it that way! What if we didn't plan to work at all! Give the slackers some slack, man! Or how about those people who were planning to spend the month at some country faraway from Singapore to wash away the stress and misery caused, all thanks to the O levels?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to the former group, and I didn't think that it would be good if I went straight out and said, "Look, I was just plannning to be a couch potato after having worked so hard okay?". So, I thought frantically of something &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that 'popped' into my head was... Working at a fast food restaurant. Worse still, I blurted that out before I could think of a nice, valid reason so I had to make things up as I went along. Bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 2 went pretty well. I feel that it did anyway. Can only hope that the examiners reciprocate that feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral Examinations are just a test on how well a person can lie, in my opinion (if anyone wants it). I mean, seriously, do most people actually say the truth, nevermind how ugly it may be? (from the phrase "ugly truth", haha) No, right? And even if you ARE very honest- your mind seals up during the examination, so it's easier to make something up rather than dredge up mouldy old memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I can write about today if "Write about the most horrendous event you have ever experienced." comes out as a topic for O level composition writing. Har-har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, before I forget, go &lt;a href="www.dumbledoreisnotdead.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you haven't. Only if you've read Half-Blood Prince though! Make sure you read that! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Only if you've read Half-Blood Prince though!&lt;/span&gt; So I don't want anyone brandishing a splintered wooden club, screaming "Cheryl is a stupid spoiler!". Or something like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Today is the one-month anniversary of the Half-Blood Prince release! &lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Thus I only told you guys about the website today, to commerate this special, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112418505070971041?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112418505070971041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112418505070971041' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112418505070971041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112418505070971041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/08/o-level-english-oral-examinations.html' title='O level english oral examinations'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112351047177296141</id><published>2005-08-08T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:14:31.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read "Lord of the Flies" by William Golding lately.. It's a rather.. morbid book. And only after reading it did I understand why it has been described as "disturbing". Eurgh. &lt;br /&gt;Rough Sypnosis: A group of boys are stranded on an island after a plane crash (kinda like lost). At first they're excited about the freedom, and elected this boy called Ralph to be the chief. There's this other boy called Jack who's the head of a choir group and volunteered to be the hunter. So, all goes well at first.&lt;br /&gt;However, the appearance of a "beast" shakes the foundation of this rather peaceful group (or not, since the 'bigguns' were bullying some of the 'littluns'). Anyways, Ralph wanted everyone to concentrate their efforts on maintaining a fire so that a smoke signal can be generated (no prizes for guessing why). Of course, being 10 year old little irresponsible boys, they quickly tire of it and started hunting instead. &lt;br /&gt;Gradually, Jack began to tire of Ralph's 'bossing around' since he only wanted to hunt (morbid kid, he is. Gets really excited over slitting the pig's throat). After a huge quarrel Jack formed his own tribe, and even poached members of Ralph's group with the promise of roast meat. &lt;br /&gt;Then, during one of the 'feasts', another boy who has been exploring the island was limping back since he's really tired. They started attacking him; punching, spearing, biting, tearing apart etc. Eurgh. And they even have a chant for hunting: "Kill the pig! Slit her throat! Drain her blood!" or something like that, since frankly speaking, who would want to memorise such a revolting chant like that? The boy who was attacked died btw.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... There's more. And worse. To find out just go read it yourself. They did get rescued in the end though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing maple now.. All liao's fault. Asked her to play during the last December holiday, and she didn't want to. Now she's asking me to play to accompany her. When it's like, what? A month or less to Prelims. *rolls eyes* Oh well, I'm still playing though. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112351047177296141?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112351047177296141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112351047177296141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112351047177296141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112351047177296141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/08/read-lord-of-flies-by-william-golding.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112342010643275954</id><published>2005-08-07T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T21:08:26.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outofservice.com personality tests</title><content type='html'>People high on this dimension tend to enjoy Classical, Blues, Jazz, and Folk music. 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On those days when the cable's on the fritz, they enjoy reading fashion or sports magazines, and watching a major motion picture, musical, western movie, or comedy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People high on this dimension tend to enjoy Hip-hop, Rap, Funk, Soul, and Electronic music. On the Energetic &amp; Upbeat Dimension you fell in the 45 percentile. This score is moderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on your responses, you scored below average on the energetic and upbeat music-preference dimension. Research in our laboratory indicates that people low on this dimension, like you, often have the following characteristics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with low scores on the energetic and upbeat music-preference dimension tend to be introverted, less assertive than the average person, and detail oriented. As for politics and values, they tend to lean to the conservative side, and value intellect, ambition, and high art. When it comes to lifestyle, low scorers on the energetic and upbeat dimension often come from the middle and upper classes. When they're not reading, they're probably watching a romance movie, classic film, or western movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is done &lt;a href="http://www.outofservice.com/music-personality-test/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outofservice.com/bigfive/results/?o=93&amp;amp;c=8&amp;amp;e=31&amp;amp;a=6&amp;amp;n=84"&gt;I'm a O93-C8-E31-A6-N84 Big Five!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outofservice.com/blirt/results/?rawscore=25&amp;amp;selfcritical=60"&gt;Check out my blirtatiousness!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112342010643275954?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112342010643275954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112342010643275954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112342010643275954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112342010643275954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/08/outofservicecom-personality-tests.html' title='outofservice.com personality tests'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112298644893382253</id><published>2005-08-02T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:54:21.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spotted a mistake in a Harry Potter book!!!! And it wasn't reported in MuggleNet! =D Feeling proud of myself..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the mistake is in Goblet of Fire, page 593.. &lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dumbledore forced the man's (Barty Crouch Jr. imposting as Moody) mouth open, and poured three drops inside it. Then he pointed his wand at the man's chest, and said, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Enervate"&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spell is supposed to be spelt as 'Ennervate'! (Used for reviving people who were stupefied, btw) Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry: 2en·er·vate&lt;br /&gt;Pronunciation: 'e-n&amp;r-"vAt&lt;br /&gt;Function: transitive verb&lt;br /&gt;Inflected Form(s): -vat·ed; -vat·ing&lt;br /&gt;Etymology: Latin enervatus, past participle of enervare, from e- + nervus sinew -- more at NERVE&lt;br /&gt;1 : to reduce the mental or moral vigor of&lt;br /&gt;2 : to lessen the vitality or strength of&lt;br /&gt;That was taken from Merriam-Webster Online. Since the meaning of Enervate is to "reduce the mental or moral vigour of", then it obviously shouldn't be used to revive people! &lt;br /&gt;Double checked the spelling of the Ennervate charm at MuggleNet's index of spells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah, feeling really sick now. In the afternoon it wasn't so bad, cos I only had runny nose then. Now, I've got a sore and ticklish throat to boot. Lesson learnt: Never EVER plug your nose with a piece of tissue paper, fall asleep, and forget to take it out beforehand. I guess the dust or whatever's in the tissue paper got inhaled and abraded my throat.. Eurgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, spotted an interesting point, also in Goblet of Fire. Check out page 444!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Love Potions are of course banned at Hogwarts, and no doubt Albus Dumbledore will want to investigate these claims.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't Romilda Vane etc. try to use Love Potions (or variations of them anyway) on Harry?? Sure, the many other Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes are banned, but Love Potions are of more dire consequences.. Sorta like using the Imperius Curse! I don't think Romilda Vane got into any trouble for using it.. Or did she? Can't remember.. Bah! This means that another reading of the Half Blood Prince is needed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112298644893382253?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112298644893382253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112298644893382253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112298644893382253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112298644893382253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-spotted-mistake-in-harry-potter-book.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112263025508877786</id><published>2005-07-29T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T17:51:12.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your distinct personality, The Prime Minister  might be found in most of the thriving kingdoms of the time. You are a strategist who pursues the most efficient and logical path toward the realization of the goal that you perceive or visualize. You will often only associate with those people who can assist you in the implementation of your plan. Inept assistants may be immediately discarded as excess baggage. To do otherwise could be seen as inefficient and illogical. On the positive side, you can be rationally idealistic and analytically ideological. You can be a bold decision maker and risk taker who can move society ahead by years instead of minutes. On the negative side, you may be unmerciful, impatient, impetuous and impulsive. Interestingly, your preference is just as applicable in today's corporate kingdoms.&lt;br /&gt;Took this test at &lt;a href="www.kingdomality.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on Mrs Lim's recommendation. &lt;br /&gt;Took the test again and I'm still the Prime Minister! *looks around for portrait announcing the arrival of the MoM* xP&lt;br /&gt;Veni, Vidi, Vici. How would you pronounce this??&lt;br /&gt;Veh-nee, Vee-dee, Vee-chi?&lt;br /&gt;Nope! It's Way-nee, Wee-dee, Wee-kee! It's latin btw, for "I came, I saw, I conquered." Hee. &lt;br /&gt;My English O levels orals are on the 16th of August.. Exactly one month after the release of Half Blood Prince.. Not looking forward to this though! Definitely not! No way! And it's a week after National Day too! Humph! Oh well.. While the rest of the class worries on the 17th I wouldn't need to though.. *snickers* Just for that one day though. *rolls eye*&lt;br /&gt;Aha! I finally got my mail from Kingdomality! &lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, here are your full results from the Kingdomality RQ Dragon Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdomality Type:&lt;br /&gt; Prime Ministers in the Kingdom (Medieval or Modern)&lt;br /&gt;Prime Ministers are goal oriented and competitive.  They are sometimes seen as&lt;br /&gt;uncaring and even confrontative.  They are creative problem solvers who enjoy&lt;br /&gt;all manner of challenges.  Prime Ministers view people as "with them or against&lt;br /&gt;them."  They see no middle ground.  "Lead, follow, or get out of the way,"&lt;br /&gt;pretty much sums up how Prime Ministers respond to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragons in the medieval kingdom seem to have their modern counterparts. How&lt;br /&gt;resilient would you have been then or now, and which Dragons appear to be most&lt;br /&gt;troublesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hostility Results:&lt;br /&gt; These Dragons are getting close ... &lt;br /&gt;A score in this area suggests an over involvement with one's environment and a&lt;br /&gt;susceptibility to stressors.  It is easy to lose sight of goals or direction&lt;br /&gt;because of continual sidetracking caused by the events.  Dealing with problems&lt;br /&gt;tends to become reactive rather than proactive.  Consider taking immediate steps&lt;br /&gt;to bring things under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy-Busy Results:&lt;br /&gt; These Dragons are getting close ... &lt;br /&gt;A score in this area suggests an over involvement with one's environment and a&lt;br /&gt;susceptibility to stressors.  It is easy to lose sight of goals or direction&lt;br /&gt;because of continual sidetracking caused by the events.  Dealing with problems&lt;br /&gt;tends to become reactive rather than proactive.  Consider taking immediate steps&lt;br /&gt;to bring things under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Withdrawal Results:&lt;br /&gt; These Dragons are getting close ... &lt;br /&gt;A score in this area suggests an over involvement with one's environment and a&lt;br /&gt;susceptibility to stressors.  It is easy to lose sight of goals or direction&lt;br /&gt;because of continual sidetracking caused by the events.  Dealing with problems&lt;br /&gt;tends to become reactive rather than proactive.  Consider taking immediate steps&lt;br /&gt;to bring things under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resiliency Results:&lt;br /&gt; Too many Dragons ... It may be time to hire a professional Dragon slayer!&lt;br /&gt;Stress is not well managed.  This individual may have great difficulty in even&lt;br /&gt;attempting to bounce back from stressful events.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Ok.. And "Kokology" said I'm too relaxed I don't notice when there's a crisis going on.. Talk about polar opposites!&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.kingdomality.com/dragontest4.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more in-depth analysis! Gtg eat some sushi, now! Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112263025508877786?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112263025508877786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112263025508877786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112263025508877786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112263025508877786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/07/your-distinct-personality-prime.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112209958282496438</id><published>2005-07-23T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T14:22:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did Dumby orchestrate his death?</title><content type='html'>It has been a week since the release of the Half Blood Prince. Hopefully I can now post my thoughts etc here without people throwing rotten tomatoes at me for being a spoiler! *grins impishly*&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can bet that loads of people are outraged by Snape's actions (and he's the HBP to boot! Shocked?). Dumbledore has always seemed like a constant throughout the books, offering guidance, and laughter to Hoggy-warts. However, if you read carefully (and between the lines), it almost seems as though ol' Dumby had been.. Plotting his death? &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"If I tell you to leave me, and save yourself, you will do as I tell you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Seems like he knows death is inevitable and is making plans for Harry to survive. After all, he IS the one prophesised to be able to kill Voldy-mort. &lt;br /&gt;Also, near the beginning of the book, where Dumby was trying to get Slughorn to work at Hogwarts (no doubt so that Harry can eventually get the memory), he manipulated events so that Harry would be the one persuading Sluggy. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Harry took the seat with the distinct impression that Dumbledore, for some reason, wanted to keep him as visible as possible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Then Dumby went to the bathroom (looking at knitting magazines, huh?), so that Harry and Sluggy would be left alone. Dumby was obviously playing on the fact that Sluggy likes to be associated with the rich and the famous. Bah. &lt;br /&gt;Dumby arranges lessons with Harry, but they're more like going through Voldy's history. He talks about the prophecy etc with Harry, and note this: &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"'Got to?' said Dumbledore. 'Of course you've got to! But not because of the prophecy! Because you, yourself, will never rest until you've tried!'"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sounds awfully like he's planting ideas in Harry's head to me.. Also, &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"'If Voldemort had never murdered your father, would he have imparted in you a furious desire for revenge?'"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt; Seems foreboding? It sure does for me.. &lt;br /&gt;And the part where Snape does the unforgivable (double meaning intended xP) is kinda.. Suspicious, with a capital 's'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Snape gazed for a moment at Dumbledore, and there was revulsion and hatred etched in the harsh lines of his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Severus... Please...'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;At first glance, it would sound as though Snape hates Dumby and finds him revulsive. However, reading that particular line repeatedly reveals that those emotions weren't specified to be directed at Dumby. Could it be that Dumby put Snape up to it? And Dumby only said 'Please...', and not 'Please don't kill me' or whatever, so could it be that he's pleading with Snape to kill him? If my theory isn't true, I can't really see other reasons why Dumby trusts Snape so explicitly. "Revulsion" and "hatred" could be for what he has to do. Dumby DID stick up for Snape and trust him when no one else would. &lt;br /&gt;One flaw in this theory, however, is that Snape would be hated by Harry (not just him, the readers too!), and Harry even wants to kill Snape. Why would Dumby want Harry to want to kill Snape?? Bah. This is all so mind-boggling. Can't wait for the seventh book!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112209958282496438?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112209958282496438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112209958282496438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112209958282496438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112209958282496438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/07/did-dumby-orchestrate-his-death.html' title='Did Dumby orchestrate his death?'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112203482276919895</id><published>2005-07-23T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T20:20:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right.. Had my english prelims oral examination in the afternoon.. Kinda stupid, stuffing us all into the tiny computer lab. And the teachers still say that we talk so much that she can smell our bad breath in the air.. -__- And that when we talk we use more carbon dioxide and therefore we won't feel so well.. WHOSE FAULT IS IT EXACTLY?! They have a huge LT, but noooooooo, we had to be stuffed like sardines in the computer lab. Oh well, now the school has nice iMacs though. And the mice are soooo cute!!! Too bad there's no right click. Otherwise I would have considered buying.. Plus the monitor and CPU are together!! As in the monitor looks just a little thicker than your normal LCDs, but the CPU is included within the monitor! Compromises the screen size though.. BUT IT'S SO COOL!!! &lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough raving over the brand new IT facilities in our school computer labs that I'd never get to use. Let's talk about something else. Like how badly I screwed my oral up. Sigh.. Brb, let me go do some business first. &lt;br /&gt;Back! And feeling like a weight's been taken off my chest. Been feeling a little constipated lately. Hold on.. I think I can hear liao yelling, "U-No-Poo!!!!" Funny. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, everything went well up to the point where I was supposed to do best in. During silent reading I was practicing the "Reading Aloud" part to myself, and I had the tone, pronunciation and everything down. Keyword being 'had'. Once I got myself in front of Ms Goh I started getting nervous even though I told myself a thousand times not to, and once I got nervous I started stuttering. Yes, I think we all know what happened next. The more I stuttered, the more nervous I got, and thus, I stuttered even more! It's a vicious cycle, I tell ya! &lt;br /&gt;As for picture discussion, our shift got the forest fire scene. Again, during silent reading I thought of everything I needed to say, and how I should go about saying it. Let me make an analogy: Imagine my brains as a sift with a little trapdoor below it (the trapdoor plugs the holes). I started filling it up with water, in this case, things I wanted/needed to say. There are little leakages, which is inevitable, given the state of my nerves. It doesn't matter too much though, the main gist of it is still there. However, seeing the teacher (Ms Goh) activates the trapdoor and the sift started emptying itself. Little bits of water remain in the sift, which are the major details that most people would have mentioned anyway. Although those that have flowed out are the minor details, so much of it has flowed away that whatever remained has so many holes in it that it doesn't make much sense. So, yes. The main thing's that I totally screwed this part up. Plus, all these forest fires, weather etc topics are related to geography some way or other, and since Ms Goh is the geography TEACHER, I hesitated in saying whatever I wanted to say, and left many points out, because I was afraid they would sound stupid or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Same went for Conversation. Arrgh. Said really stupid things. Oh well, it's not like I can go back in time and tell my past self what to avoid or anything. *envisions myself having a time turner* I wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112203482276919895?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112203482276919895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112203482276919895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112203482276919895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112203482276919895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/07/right.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112186640721768971</id><published>2005-07-21T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:33:27.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... I've got my English Prelims Orals on Friday, and saying that I'm nervous would be a gross understatement. Already feeling nervous like crap right now, can you imagine the state I would be in on Friday?! It's not that I don't have faith in myself, it's just that everyone in SCGS has high standards of English, so mine wouldn't be outstanding or anything, and thus would be undeserving of a good grade.. Bah, just thinking about this makes me want to go puke out my dinner. Which was nothing fanciful, just rice, vegetables and eggs. Weird combination, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really tired and sleepy.. Didn't take my customary afternoon-evening nap just now.. And there was a stupid cockroach in the toilet when I was showering just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A 'vignette' I composed in my head while showering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just tending to my own business when- &lt;br /&gt;"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Get away from me!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I shrieked and edged away from him as fast as I could without slipping. I held back no punches as he approached relentlessly. Finding this tactic of no use, I decided to follow a renowned war tactic- RUN!!! Grabbing some things that would better cover myself with, I began searching frantically in a mess of items. Hope was diminishing quickly as I still couldn't find it when- AHA! Here it is! Hurriedly, I wrenched the cap away and slammed my finger down to activate the spray.&lt;br /&gt;It worked better than I had imagined. He began running wildly like a headless chicken, all the while clawing at his eyes, desperately trying to get the offending fluid out. Somewhat panicking (for I feared that he would bump into me while- wait a minute, he's wriggling on the floor like a worm now!), I continued spraying my 'weapon' on him viciously. He started writhing on the floor- and having long ago ditched the attempt to get the stinging sensation out of his eyes- flailing his limbs around madly as if he were drowning. Whilst he was suffering silently on the floor, I stood, watching morbidly. Just when I began wondering if he was going to start taking out revenge on me for putting him through all that suffering, all was still. He had finally died. Instead of feeling remorse and guilt for having killed in cold blood, I felt a kind of satisfaction that he would not ever bother me again. &lt;br /&gt;"Take that, you stupid cockroach! See if you'd dare pop out of nowhere while I'm showering again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, hope you enjoyed that. My apologies in advance if there are any spelling/grammar errors, or if you thought that was... Sick, for a lack of better word. Not exactly in the right state of mind now. Not with this fatigue that has plagued me since... Forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112186640721768971?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112186640721768971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112186640721768971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112186640721768971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112186640721768971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112150662684918594</id><published>2005-07-17T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T17:37:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished reading Half-Blood Prince, and you won't believe who he is.. Or what he did.. Or who died.. Bah.. &lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. This story's a bit better than OotP, but I still prefer GoF.. Oh well.. Woke up at 6.30am to walk to the post office, but was kind of surprised I wasn't the first one there xD Glad to know there are other Potter fans!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* All of it still feels so surreal.. And even more tragic than Sirius's death.. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, went for s'capade in the end yesterday, after meeting liao, michelle and leakhana in Orchard. The party's kinda fun, and confirmed leakhana's sanity, or lack of it. Lol! &lt;br /&gt;Still can't believe it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112150662684918594?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112150662684918594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112150662684918594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112150662684918594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112150662684918594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-finished-reading-half-blood.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-112134237203269789</id><published>2005-07-14T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:59:32.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more day to the much anticipated release of the sixth installment of the harry potter series!!! WHO IS THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE?! been having trouble sleeping lately.. just thinking about holding the book itself makes me jittery and excited!! haha, not a surprise that a test revealled that i'm 70% obsessed with harry potter... not the character! the book! *sees people reading this blog staring at me, each with an eyebrow raised* ok, ok, fine! so i may be a *little* obsessed with the character too.. &gt;&lt;" can't help it.. i'm a sucker for main characters who suffer.. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i THINK i'm going for s'capade tomorrow.. still not sure.. bleargh, why did liao have to take express chinese.. then we can't go out straight after school since she has listening comprehension then.. oh yeah, GOOD LUCK, EVERYONE TAKING EXPRESS CHINESE! hah. kinda glad i took it last year, but we'll have to take the higher chinese paper too anyway. *rolls eyes at myself* &lt;br /&gt;i'm definitely going nuts.. &lt;br /&gt;as of now, it's 35 more hours!!! WHOOPIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;just can't wait.. think i'll die after reading the 6th book, since i'll want to find out how the final showdown between harry and ol' moldy-warts goes.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;hope harry becomes an animagus, but i don't want his animal to be a ferret. lmao. nor a rat. *grinds teeth, hands itching to strangle that little filthy wormtail to death* not a pigeon either. xD&lt;br /&gt;can anyone tell that i'm seriously obsessed with the books? hope i don't scare anyone off.. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;too late.. &lt;/span&gt; huh? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;just look around you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*looks around desolately. everyone's gone!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-112134237203269789?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/112134237203269789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=112134237203269789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112134237203269789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/112134237203269789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/07/1-more-day-to-much-anticipated-release.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-111944668958017072</id><published>2005-06-22T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:24:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost the end of the June holidays.. If I could even call it that. Lectures almost everyday, tons of homework, and even more revision. Wouldn't call that a holiday, would you?&lt;br /&gt;School reopens on the coming monday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A stupid poem I composed while studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stray thoughts flashing past in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Stop that. Must.. Study..&lt;br /&gt;A. Maths. Differentiation.&lt;br /&gt;Can't differentiate this holiday and normal school days.&lt;br /&gt;dy over dx.&lt;br /&gt;Should I care?&lt;br /&gt;Clutching tufts of my unruly hair-&lt;br /&gt;Don't. The stress is enough.&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder Singaporeans are balding.&lt;br /&gt;All that stress; sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Still can't work out this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, stupid, I know. Those 80 questions are really challenging though. *Clicks tongue irritatedly* And Lien thinks they're pretty okay. *Raises an eyebrow* No surprise there, she isn't the top student of the level for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling sick again.. *&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yet&lt;/span&gt; again* Oh well, off to sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-111944668958017072?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/111944668958017072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=111944668958017072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111944668958017072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111944668958017072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/06/almost-end-of-june-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-111682661286819064</id><published>2005-05-23T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T19:34:54.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... Haven't updated in a loooong time... Anyway, I guess I'd be getting a Zen Neeon soon! On Friday~! *does an excited dance*&lt;br /&gt;That aside, ni just told me 'bout this website for animal rights.. And showed me the video about how KFC treats their chickens.. It's &lt;a href="http://www.peta2.com"&gt;at peta2.com&lt;/a&gt;. The website, I mean... The link for the video is somewhere below the banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="PETA2.com" href="http://www.peta2.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.peta2.com/TAKECHARGE/page/banners/kill-o-meter.gif" alt="PETA2.com" height="60" width="468" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Can you imagine?! &gt;800 animals killed &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per second&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and that's just in US!!! It's worse than the plastic-bag overusage in Singapore!! Yes, our country happens to be one of the countries that uses the most plastic bags in the world... &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, go &lt;a href="http://www.petatv.com/tvpopup/video.asp?video=pam_kfc_long&amp;Player=wm&amp;speed=_med"&gt; watch the video&lt;/a&gt; on how KFC treats their chickens in their farms.. Stop eating at KFC!! Even if their meals are really cheap and all, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm sure you could spend those money on some pastries, or better yet! Chocolate! Wait a minute.. PETA's against drinking milk and all, and chocolate contains milk... Bleah. There's no way I'm giving up on my chocolate! *my preciousssss*&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Prepare a barf bag before you watch the video, if you can't stomach animal cruelty.. Haha, a pun! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-111682661286819064?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/111682661286819064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=111682661286819064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111682661286819064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111682661286819064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-111547786606035728</id><published>2005-05-08T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T22:58:33.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just decided that I won't waste brain cells thinking of a title for my blogs anymore... Unless there's a memorable event or something.. Went out to orchard today with nini and ahma.. Had brunch at Coffee Bean (Egg Ben's nicer than Salmon Scramble!!), then went Kino. Hehe, managed to get ahma to buy the locket bookmark today~ And she bought nini a book too! For her sun nus' birthday x) Then we both bought her a set of markers and some clips.. Hehe.. Then ahma had to leave for agnes' chinese society competition ): So nini and I went to the basement and I bought Haagen Daz ice cream (flavour of the month's Tiramisu~) But the stupid cone has a hole at the bottom so the ice cream flowed down all over the place -__- And it doesn't taste that great actually. Weird cookie/cakey bits inside that tastes... eurgh. Then went HMV, wanted to buy some albums but couldn't decide on which one so I ended up not buying. xD Usual occurence, just ask nini xD After that we went to Centrepoint, bought toffee and went World of Sports. Nini's bro called, asking her to go watch movie with him so I started saying that nini abandon me xD So nini owes me a treat now~ MWA HAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;Mothers' Day's tomorrow!! Not putting what I bought/made, JUST IN CASE my mom reads my blog or something (highly impossible, but you never know~!).. Then it'll TOTALLY ruin the surprise!!! xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-111547786606035728?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/111547786606035728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=111547786606035728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111547786606035728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111547786606035728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-decided-that-i-wont-waste-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-111443691444416419</id><published>2005-04-26T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T18:54:59.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OKCupid quizzes (no, they're not related to love..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your brain: 40% interpersonal, 160% visual, 80% verbal,  and 120% mathematical!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Congratulations on being 400% smart! Actually, on my test, everyone is. The above score breaks down &lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what kind of thinking you most enjoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing. A score above 100% means you use that kind of thinking more than&lt;br /&gt;average, and a score below 100% means you use it less. It says nothing&lt;br /&gt;about how good you are at any one, just how &lt;i&gt;interested&lt;/i&gt; you are in each, relatively. A substantial difference in scores between two people means, conclusively, that they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;different kinds&lt;/span&gt; of thinkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matching Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Each of us has different tastes.  Still, I offer the following advice,  which I think is obvious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't date someone if your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;interpersonal percentages&lt;/span&gt; differ by more than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be friends with someone if your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;verbal percentages&lt;/span&gt; differ by more than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't have sex with someone if their &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;math percentage&lt;/span&gt; is over &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;200%&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/704/510/7055112809383642671/mt1111506225.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="89"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="61"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;59%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;interpersonal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="140"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="10"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;93%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;visual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="40"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;73%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;verbal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="140"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="10"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;93%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;mathematical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 15273633770079357960=""&gt;The 4-Variable IQ Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 7055112809383642671=""&gt;chriscoyne&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTP - the Architect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 9% I to E, 36% N to S, 57% F to T,  and 68% J to P! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more introverted than extroverted. You are more intuitive than&lt;br /&gt;observant, you are more thinking based than feeling based, and you&lt;br /&gt;prefer to go with the flow rather than have a routine. The single word&lt;br /&gt;to describe your type is the Architect, which belongs to the larger&lt;br /&gt;group of rationals. You wish to sculpt the world around you. Others&lt;br /&gt;often find you arrogant, yet you have no desire to direct others, only&lt;br /&gt;to inform them. You must know the structure of things, and have a&lt;br /&gt;voracious appetite for knowledge. You are very rational in everything&lt;br /&gt;you do, and probably consider yourself smarter than most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a romantic partner, you can be playful with great energy to get&lt;br /&gt;things started, but not quite as good on follow through. You may have a&lt;br /&gt;tendency to hurt the more emotional types unintentionally by not&lt;br /&gt;sharing your own reactions and feelings as you can get swept up in your&lt;br /&gt;own ideas and projects. You want to be appreciated for your ability to&lt;br /&gt;respond quickly and to fix problems creatively. You need plenty of time&lt;br /&gt;to yourself - therefore your parnter must respect your need for&lt;br /&gt;independence and originality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your group summary:  &lt;a href="http://keirsey.com/personality/nt.html" a=""&gt; Rationals (NT)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your type summary: &lt;a href="http://keirsey.com/personality/ntip.html" a=""&gt;INTP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="9"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="141"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;6%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;I to E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="59"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="91"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;39%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;N to S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="111"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="39"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;74%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;F to T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="125"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="25"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;83%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;J to P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 16567335035599898597=""&gt;The LONG Scientific Personality Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 1086397366132153798=""&gt;unpretentious2&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;English Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 100% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 100% Advanced,  and 100% Expert! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; You did so extremely well, even &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon&lt;br /&gt;intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You&lt;br /&gt;have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly!&lt;br /&gt;Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the complete Answer Key, visit my blog: http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="111"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="39"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;74%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Beginner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="105"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="45"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;70%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Intermediate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="140"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="10"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;93%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Advanced&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="149"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Expert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 14457200288064322170=""&gt;The Commonly Confused Words Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 577245280159428717=""&gt;shortredhead78&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Halberd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You preferred a weapon with 34% power over speed and 30% range over melee. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; You use a &lt;b&gt;Halberd&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;p&gt;Possibly&lt;br /&gt;the most versatile polearm ever made, the Halberd is an elegant mix of&lt;br /&gt;spear and staff, remaining relatively light while having an effective&lt;br /&gt;cutting edge and stabbing point. Your enemies will never get near you;&lt;br /&gt;your personal space will be as unreachable as a faraway land. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/100/498/1004999222958243423/mt1112013002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="45"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="105"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;30%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;power&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="24"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="126"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;16%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;range&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 8835205699760878591=""&gt;The What's Your Signature Weapon Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 1004999222958243423=""&gt;inurashii&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15" Alder &amp; Pheonix&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 64% Elementality, 100% Magic Knowledge, and 52% Goodness! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wand is 15" and rather flexible, The alder is associated with&lt;br /&gt;weather magic, mental prowess, and resurrection. This wand will be&lt;br /&gt;especially useful in spells concerning those issues. The phoenix is&lt;br /&gt;symbolic of rebirth, loyalty, and courage in times of adversity. The&lt;br /&gt;phoenix feather in your wand will bring those elements to the party.&lt;br /&gt;This is a very powerful and potentially dangerous combination but,&lt;br /&gt;based upon your magical knowledge score, I am not worried about your&lt;br /&gt;ability to use it. Or maybe I should be... &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="39"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="111"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;26%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Elementality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="72"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="78"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;48%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Magic Knowledge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="12"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="138"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;8%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Goodness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 9649505407917859512=""&gt;The Right Wand for YOU Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 15155028277669004239=""&gt;BarefootBegonia&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool..! Heh.. 100% Magical Knowledge... Kinda duh, what with all the fanfic I've been reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bloody Mary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 60% Cardinal, 35% Monk, 55% Lady,  and 16% Knight! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a lady, but you are also wicked. You hide behind a gentile face&lt;br /&gt;doing what seems proper in the eyes of others but underneath it all you&lt;br /&gt;are scheming and plotting to rule the land. If someone stands in your&lt;br /&gt;way, a little bit of poison might make things easier for both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored high as both a Lady and the Cardinal. You can try again&lt;br /&gt;to get a more precise description of either the Cardinal or the Lady,&lt;br /&gt;or you can be happy that you're an individual. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/380/222/3802229124094688069/mt1110489192.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="141"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="9"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;94%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Cardinal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="33"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="117"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;22%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Monk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="96"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="54"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;64%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="149"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;0%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Knight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 7809636052692681167=""&gt;The Who Would You Be in 1400 AD Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 3802229124094688069=""&gt;KnightlyKnave&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 47% Extroverted and 52% Chaotic &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Virtue&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Earth people show propriety. They are conventional, proper and&lt;br /&gt;fitting. They follow what is socially acceptable in conduct, behavior&lt;br /&gt;and speech. They have excellent manners and are very polite. They are&lt;br /&gt;prudent and have a deep regard for conventional rules of behavior.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Core&lt;/u&gt; - They are the storekeepers, barterers and traders. They&lt;br /&gt;are at their best when buying or selling material or tangible&lt;br /&gt;commodities. Most are very business oriented. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nature&lt;/u&gt; - They have a characteristic love for the material,&lt;br /&gt;tangible things. They derive pleasure from sensory stimulation such as&lt;br /&gt;taste, smell and feel. They surround themselves with tangible items&lt;br /&gt;such as fine furniture, art, jewelry and most have a nice home that is&lt;br /&gt;expertly decorated. They have good taste in clothing and most are&lt;br /&gt;connoisseurs of food and drink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Drives&lt;/u&gt; - Each of the five senses can produce an emotional response. Sight, sound, touch, smell and taste brings joy or depression.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vice&lt;/u&gt; - They are mildly revengeful. Their attitude is 'my time&lt;br /&gt;will come and they do hold a grudge. They will eventually get their&lt;br /&gt;revenge one way or another more often by hitting a person in his&lt;br /&gt;pocketbook. When angered, they are quick to express that anger verbally&lt;br /&gt;though most likely not physically unless as a last resort.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/mt_pics/112/11277203805898682283/7056991957307027883-0.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="44"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="106"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;29%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Extroverted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="147"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;98%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Chaotic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 4477963500138668623=""&gt;The Which Element Are You? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 11277203805898682283=""&gt;daemongod81485&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MATH WIZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO. YOU GOT 15 CORRECT. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Congratulations. You got a perfect score. You're not an idiot. Do evolution a favor, and have a million kids. Alright? Thanks. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/mt_pics/597/5974844749774316399/17681018504398217560-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="92"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="58"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;61%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;points&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 17681018504398217560=""&gt;The &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; Basic Math Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 5974844749774316399=""&gt;rickfactor&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh... The questions are moronically easy.. Pfft!! Oh well, maybe that's why it's called the very basic test. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Werewolf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 50% Esotericism, 34% Power,  and 50% Malevolence! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In popular folklore, a man who is transformed, or who transforms&lt;br /&gt;himself, into a wolf in nature and appearance under the influence of a&lt;br /&gt;full moon. The werewolf is only active at night and during that period,&lt;br /&gt;he devours infants and corpses. According to legend, werewolves can be&lt;br /&gt;killed by silver objects such as silver arrows and silver bullets. When&lt;br /&gt;a werewolf dies he is returned to his human form.&lt;br /&gt;The concept of werewolves, or lycanthropes, is possibly based on the&lt;br /&gt;myth of Lycaon. He was the king of Arcadia, and in the time of the&lt;br /&gt;ancient Greeks notorious for his cruelty. He tried to buy the favor of&lt;br /&gt;Zeus by offering him the flesh of a young child. Zeus punished him for&lt;br /&gt;this crime and turned him into a wolf. The legends of werewolves have&lt;br /&gt;been told since the ancient Greeks and are known all over the world. In&lt;br /&gt;areas where the wolf is not so common, the belief in werewolves is&lt;br /&gt;replaced by folklore where men can change themselves in tigers, lions,&lt;br /&gt;bears and other fierce animals. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/924/558/9255581323476418650/mt1108750710.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="81"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="69"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;54%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Esotericism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="72"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="78"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;48%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Power&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="126"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="24"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;84%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Malevolence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 2433319677885706722=""&gt;The Mythological Profile Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 9255581323476418650=""&gt;LacedWithASmile&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar. *Extends claws* Mroawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well Ballanced&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 75 %Lefty and 82 %Righty! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you have well developed skills in both hemispheres.&lt;br /&gt;You see an abundance of ideas and you can easily make plans without&lt;br /&gt;getting lost in possibilities. Both the details and the bigger picture&lt;br /&gt;are obvious to you. You can relate to almost anyone, and understand&lt;br /&gt;their perspective. Undoubtedly you are good at anything you set your&lt;br /&gt;mind to. It may also be possible to hypnotise you. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="129"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="21"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;86%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Lefty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="128"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="22"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;85%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Righty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="71"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="79"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;47%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Divergence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 8956862395592315116=""&gt;The Left or Right Brain Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 664717375048937725=""&gt;vincex&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda contradictory... *Refers to BlogThings quiz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hopeful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your survival rate is 48% and your "certain death" rate is 37%. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to handle some scenarios, which makes you a bit more of a&lt;br /&gt;burden in extreme situations since you usually wouldn't know what to&lt;br /&gt;do. You might have made some fatal choices, but you've made just enough&lt;br /&gt;right choices to make up for those. You just have to remain hopeful&lt;br /&gt;that things will be okay or that someone else knows what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&lt;br /&gt;you are wondering how you can find out answers to most of the questions&lt;br /&gt;from this test, you can find them online if you search for them. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/mt_pics/190/1909078558883269199/2971598099975131682-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="24"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="126"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;16%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;SurvivalRate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="144"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;96%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;DeathRate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 2971598099975131682=""&gt;The Worst Case Scenarios Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 1909078558883269199=""&gt;Renegade_Master&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SLYTHERIN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 60% Slytherin, 16% Ravenclaw, 20% Gryffindor, and 28% Hufflepuff! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;i&gt;Or perhaps in Slytherin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll make your real friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cunning folk use any means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To achieve their ends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slytherins are known for their ambition, guile, and Machiavellian sensiblities. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/414/86/4140860710440211853/mt1102757758.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="138"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="12"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;92%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Slytherin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="18"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="132"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;12%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Ravenclaw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="142"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;5%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Gryffindor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="62"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="88"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;41%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Hufflepuff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 610156788038991331=""&gt;The Sorting Hat Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 4140860710440211853=""&gt;leeannslytherin&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So retarded.. I did quite a few just now and the ****ing Firefox just closed by itself... %#&amp;amp;%#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manipulator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 4 Annoying points, 7 Selfishness points, and 4 Stupidity points! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the manipulator! You are very cool, calm, collected,&lt;br /&gt;intelligent...and overly selfish. You tend to use other people for your&lt;br /&gt;own gain. In fact, you are almost a sociopath. It's amazing that you&lt;br /&gt;haven't killed anyone yet. (Or have you?) You are selfish and greedy,&lt;br /&gt;but at least you are not stupid. You would make a great serial killer,&lt;br /&gt;but not so much a great dinner date, unless your dinner date had a&lt;br /&gt;fondness for being used and thrown away like a cheap napkin. There is a&lt;br /&gt;good chance that you will abuse your spouse / dog / child / neighbor /&lt;br /&gt;etc., and that they will somehow blame themselves for it, because&lt;br /&gt;they'd never think to blame YOU, you manipulative bastard, you. Being&lt;br /&gt;an overly selfish cunt, the results of this test probably don't bother&lt;br /&gt;you at all. You don't consider being called a sociopathic child&lt;br /&gt;molestor / murderer a bad thing at all. But everyone else hates you.&lt;br /&gt;You know the quiet kid with the evil glare who sat in the back of class&lt;br /&gt;and wore black, who was always being ignored by the other kids because&lt;br /&gt;they thought he was morbid and weird? That's you. In short, your&lt;br /&gt;primary flaw is your selfishness. Ayn Rand would be proud of you! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1112830110.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="142"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;5%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Annoying pts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="116"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="34"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;77%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Selfishness pts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="30"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="120"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;20%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Stupidity pts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 1872585169293314214=""&gt;The Personality Flaw Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 1566642811609810544=""&gt;saint_gasoline&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh!!! I was the only manipulator in the list of people who recently took the test... *Smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uriel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see. So you need Healing (31%), Knowledge (75%),  Inspiration (75%),  and Strength (43%)? &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Archangel &lt;b&gt;Uriel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the Angel of creativity, music, literature, compassion, peace and&lt;br /&gt;devotion. He aids counsellors, teachers and everyone seeking truths,&lt;br /&gt;and supports them in the many twists and turns in their spiritual&lt;br /&gt;journey. Most emphatically, he will dispel darkness with light at times&lt;br /&gt;when we are feeling depressed, angry, victimized, or confused. At those&lt;br /&gt;times, he helps release anger, unforgiveness, and other negative&lt;br /&gt;emotions that may be clouding our vision and judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uriel inspires us to experience beauty through a heightened sense&lt;br /&gt;of appreciation and through the stimulation of our talents for creative&lt;br /&gt;expression. He assists us by enhancing our abilities to express beauty&lt;br /&gt;in all that we think, say and do, and stimulates our creativity and&lt;br /&gt;inspiration for artistic expression in its many forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uriel is described as being the swiftest in wisdom of all the&lt;br /&gt;Archangels. One of his most important tasks is keeping record of all&lt;br /&gt;existing knowledge and of each and every event that is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;Considering that, it’s not surprising that he also grants the gift of&lt;br /&gt;prophecy and assists us in learning and gaining wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Bit of Trivia:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uriel is considered the Angel who helps us with natural&lt;br /&gt;disasters and is called for to avert such events, or to heal and&lt;br /&gt;recover in their aftermath. His symbols are the scroll and the book,&lt;br /&gt;but also the fiery sword, with which he guards the Garden of Eden. He&lt;br /&gt;corresponds with the &lt;b&gt;Earth&lt;/b&gt; signs, Taurus, Virgo, and Capricorn. Uriel is often confused with &lt;b&gt;Ariel&lt;/b&gt;, the Angel of nature, wild beasts, and courage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/112/250/11225140098321842389/mt1114397779.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="44"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="106"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;29%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Healing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="101"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="49"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;67%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Knowledge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="87"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="63"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;58%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Inspiration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="68"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="82"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;45%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Strength&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 2537800488750284301=""&gt;The Angel Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 11225140098321842389=""&gt;Nitsuki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Jaguar Spirit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 780 Spirit! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a Jaguar Spirit. You move like a predator, and enjoy the night.&lt;br /&gt;You are agile and graceful, and have amazing night vision. You tend to&lt;br /&gt;be solitary, but sometimes get along with one or two others. Jaguars&lt;br /&gt;are very wild spirits with strong wills. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/164/576/16557751623030939577/mt1114737094.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="105"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="45"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;70%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Spirit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 11265765686714838946=""&gt;The Spirit Animal Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 16557751623030939577=""&gt;sitakali&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quills down! You scored 100%! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know everything, or seem to. I don't know why I'm telling you about&lt;br /&gt;you. You can probably tell me just as much about me. There are no&lt;br /&gt;secrets from you. Or maybe we should make the ultra-hard Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;test...wanna help? &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;This test tracked 2 variables How the score compared to the other people's: &lt;div style="padding: 20px 20px 0px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="147"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;98%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;potterpoints&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="137"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="13"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;91%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;RandHness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 946672138327213314=""&gt;The Harry Potter Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 14663057862110345104=""&gt;dantesian&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kathleen Folbigg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality matches Criminal Profile 40816142. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following Patrick's death, the Folbiggs moved to Thornton, a town northwest of Newcastle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A year later, Kathleen was pregnant again. In October 1992, a daughter Sarah was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All seemed well until 11 months later when Sarah caught a cold and was "having trouble sleeping."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By 1:30 a.m. the next morning Sarah was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type matches the criminal profile of Kathleen Folbigg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the trial, Melbourne University Associate Professor Anne&lt;br /&gt;Buist, an expert in post-birth psychiatric disorders, told reporters&lt;br /&gt;that genetic predisposition, along with the loss of her mother at a&lt;br /&gt;young age, could have led Kathleen Folbigg to murder her children. "We&lt;br /&gt;know her father killed her mother, so we know there is potentially a&lt;br /&gt;genetic issue there," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Professor Buist also discussed the issue of neglect or&lt;br /&gt;emotional abuse of young children. "A lot of studies have shown this&lt;br /&gt;can affect your development very significantly," she said. "Both your&lt;br /&gt;brain development, your actual structural biological development if it&lt;br /&gt;starts early enough, as well as development at the level of not having&lt;br /&gt;a good parenting model, self esteem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While you may or may not be capable of performing the horrific&lt;br /&gt;acts she did, you loosely resemble (with some obvious exceptions) her&lt;br /&gt;criminal profile based upon your general motivations, preferences and&lt;br /&gt;behavior patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I've got you pretty well figured out by now.&lt;br /&gt;You're into my style, so check out my fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/ubervanity" target="_blank"&gt;www.ubervanity.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Don't worry about losing your place on OkCupid. It will stay open in a separate window) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/mt_pics/290/290984234032230366/1353217688359010641-14.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;This test tracked 1 variable How the score compared to the other people's: &lt;div style="padding: 20px 20px 0px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="108"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;72%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;WhichKillerRU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 13762272565827620018=""&gt;The Serial Killer Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 290984234032230366=""&gt;_Vanity_&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dracula's Cousin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! You scored 60% &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty set in your ways, my friend. You need to learn to move&lt;br /&gt;with the times a bit. (I don't care if you're 314 years old!)That&lt;br /&gt;crushed velvet cape is getting a little tired looking, you'll look&lt;br /&gt;hella conspicuous. However, you're hypnotic powers and traditional good&lt;br /&gt;looks will go a long way to fend off those pesky Vampire Slayers...as&lt;br /&gt;well as the impressive ability to bench press a Toyota with little or&lt;br /&gt;no effort... &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/mt_pics/115/11570157195459404464/13236297963937853376-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;This test tracked 1 variable How the score compared to the other people's: &lt;div style="padding: 20px 20px 0px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="53"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="97"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;35%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Fangpoints&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 13236297963937853376=""&gt;The What kind of Vampire? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 11570157195459404464=""&gt;batgirl78&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intellectual!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!  Its over!  You scored 47! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the genius of the spectrum. Your mind processes logically and&lt;br /&gt;methodically. You always have a sense of what to do in any situation.&lt;br /&gt;You're amazingly intelligent, and possibly elitist. You may come off as&lt;br /&gt;arrogant, or intimidating. But that's only because people realize that&lt;br /&gt;someday you will, in fact, rule the world. Please keep me in mind when&lt;br /&gt;you finally unleash that plan! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/mt_pics/306/306103507452189902/6908255226032815446-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="130"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;13%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Brain Points&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 6908255226032815446=""&gt;The Brain Personality Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 306103507452189902=""&gt;survivedestiny&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa... The others are mostly artistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nemesis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, you are 79% erudite, 41% sensual, 58% martial, and 70% saturnine. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; This daughter of the &lt;b&gt;Greek&lt;/b&gt; Goddess &lt;b&gt;Nyx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was initially thought of as a harsh force of opposition. However, she&lt;br /&gt;was later softened to represent the feeling of just resentment or&lt;br /&gt;righteous anger against those who committed crimes with apparent&lt;br /&gt;impunity, or who had inordinate good fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name, &lt;b&gt;Nemesis&lt;/b&gt;, means "she who distributes or deals&lt;br /&gt;out". And that she did. As she was the one directing human affairs in&lt;br /&gt;such a way as to maintain equilibrium of happiness and unhappiness, she&lt;br /&gt;could bring about losses and suffering if you made the impression of&lt;br /&gt;being “too” happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the one who checked extravagant favours by &lt;b&gt;Tyche&lt;/b&gt; (or &lt;b&gt;Fortuna&lt;/b&gt;, as the &lt;b&gt;Romans&lt;/b&gt; called her), she was regarded as an avenging or punishing divinity, so it only makes sense that the Goddess of Punishment, &lt;b&gt;Poena&lt;/b&gt;, was an attendant of Nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despise all this suffering and vengeance, she is also said to have been as beautiful as &lt;b&gt;Aphrodite&lt;/b&gt;. Her attributes were, among others, a rein, a sword, or a balance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/112/250/11225140098321842389/mt1113437231.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;This test tracked 4 variables How the score compared to the other people's: &lt;div style="padding: 20px 20px 0px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="98"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="52"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;65%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;erudite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="145"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;3%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;sensual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="93"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="57"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;62%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;martial&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="117"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="33"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;78%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;saturnine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 3992216679008205011=""&gt;The Mythological Goddess Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 11225140098321842389=""&gt;Nitsuki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ares&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gods! You scored 34! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like Ares, the god of war and conflict! Often portayed as&lt;br /&gt;a warrior, Ares was impressed with his own stegnth and skills. His&lt;br /&gt;throne on Mount Olympus was covered in human skins. Big, tough and&lt;br /&gt;brawny. Today he'd probably be a jock who likes to show off. Hey,&lt;br /&gt;that's you! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="142"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;5%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Godliness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 3111589456939550352=""&gt;The What Greek God Are You Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 5656797536479798835=""&gt;mellyelf&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; background: rgb(188, 233, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: small-caps; font-weight: bolder; font-size: 14pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: 0.3em; text-align: center; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: December 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; background: rgb(226, 245, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; text-transform: none; text-align: left; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a birthday on the 5th of the month you are inclined to work well with people and enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are talented and versatile, very good at presenting ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have a tendency to get itchy feet at times and need change and travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be very progressive, imaginative and adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is quick, clever and analytical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A restlessness in your nature may make you a bit impatient and easily bored with routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have a tendency to shirk responsibility&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did another one on personality types... And it's totally screwed... It actually said that I'm responsible, reliable, hardworking and that I get my work done asap!!! Whole load of bulls- Let's not get vulgar here, shall we? Bleargh..&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Liang Court's Kinokuniya is having a 20% storewide discount... Until 9th of May, I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're ok....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your raw score is -2! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mabye you're just a little eccentric. Certainly not full on&lt;br /&gt;insane, but you have an odd side. Most people get along with you and&lt;br /&gt;you are a generally happy person. Be careful not to dwell too much in&lt;br /&gt;your fantasies because you have an impressionable perspective and it&lt;br /&gt;could lead to something less controllable. If you feel that this is not&lt;br /&gt;a somewhat accurate description of you, then you probably clicked a few&lt;br /&gt;wrong answers. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="29"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="121"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;19%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;sanitypoints&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 8453205868371577232=""&gt;The insanity Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=" 13055166215548819639=""&gt;dropkulture&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Promising Novice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Conditions met: 58%. Talent: at least 79%. Possible advantages: 62%. Mastery: about 58% &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all set and ready to go! Nothing stands in your way! Chances&lt;br /&gt;are you already controlled one or two dreams, and weren't sure how you&lt;br /&gt;did it. If only you had heard of this earlier, you would have mastered&lt;br /&gt;it long ago, right? ... Right?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conditions:&lt;/b&gt; Your sleeping habits are average; there's room for&lt;br /&gt;improvement, but all in all, it should be no problem. If you did well&lt;br /&gt;in the other categories, it will hardly bother you if there is one&lt;br /&gt;candle missing here and there, and you certainly won’t miss the&lt;br /&gt;potpourris or “Soothing Ocean Sounds Vol. 3”-CD either. Not ideal if&lt;br /&gt;you are still learning, though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talent:&lt;/b&gt; Sensual and intuitive, you are most likely going to have&lt;br /&gt;the least trouble learning how to lucid dream, and your dreams will&lt;br /&gt;certainly be vivid enough to make it an experience to remember. Good&lt;br /&gt;for those who want to learn how to Lucid Dream in order to go on a&lt;br /&gt;sex-spree with their favourite novel characters. Don’t forget to pat&lt;br /&gt;the book before you go to sleep though. Unless you have serious trouble&lt;br /&gt;sleeping, it will come to you very easily.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advantages:&lt;/b&gt; You will have less difficulty than others to get and&lt;br /&gt;stay in control of your dreams, as there are one or two things among&lt;br /&gt;your hobbies that will definitely come in handy. Lucky you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mastery:&lt;/b&gt; You are just beginning to learn about Lucid Dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;and that’s okay – every journey has its first step. If your sleeping&lt;br /&gt;conditions are ideal, it will be a very successful first step. By&lt;br /&gt;writing down your dreams you will remember more details each time. If&lt;br /&gt;you contemplate things around you with high awareness the intensity of&lt;br /&gt;sensations within dreams will increase. You should try asking yourself&lt;br /&gt;10 times or so per day if you are dreaming, and if you make this a&lt;br /&gt;habit it will continue into your dreams, which can trigger a lucid&lt;br /&gt;dream when you realize you are dreaming. (Thanks “Third Eye” for this&lt;br /&gt;info! It was taken from “Private Myths: Dreams and Dreaming" by Anthony&lt;br /&gt;Stephens.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/112/250/11225140098321842389/mt1111688405.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="42"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="108"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;28%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;conditions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="116"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="34"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;77%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="105"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="45"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;70%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;advantages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="62"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="88"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;41%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;mastery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid="13991418516915101243'"&gt;The Lucid Dreaming Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid="11225140098321842389'"&gt;Nitsuki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com'"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You scored 20 physical, 13 supernaturalife, 26 surreal,  and 40 empty!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said at the beginning, this test is not intended to DEFINE you,&lt;br /&gt;only as a springboard to get you thinking about how you view reality&lt;br /&gt;and how you want to view reality. below is a description of what each&lt;br /&gt;category means. Find which you scored the highest in, and where you&lt;br /&gt;stand with the rest of it:&lt;br /&gt;Physical: You are very oriented with the here and now. Sights, sounds,&lt;br /&gt;sensory perception etc is your forte and what you see is what seems&lt;br /&gt;real. You are down to earth and practical. Plus side is you feel where&lt;br /&gt;you are. And you are probly pretty observant. Just remember the&lt;br /&gt;physical world isn't the only true reality. Man does not live by bread&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;Supernaturalife: This is how you realate to the spiritual world and&lt;br /&gt;understand it. if you scored 100 on this, just remember there is ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;room for improvement. You are aware that the visible world has its&lt;br /&gt;invisible counterpart, and that there are things greater than what we&lt;br /&gt;can see. Remember that your awareness of this reality does not mean you&lt;br /&gt;know it, or understand it...it just means you need to seek the Truth,&lt;br /&gt;and the Light. Seek and you shall find.&lt;br /&gt;Surreal: You are not sure what is real and what is not. things don't&lt;br /&gt;really seem real to you even if you know they are. Your perception and&lt;br /&gt;truth are two separate things and you know it. Sometimes they line up,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes they don't. Remember that Truth is Truth, no matter how&lt;br /&gt;skewed your vision is. Ever seeing, but never perceiving. The Truth&lt;br /&gt;shall set you free. Do you WANT to see?&lt;br /&gt;Empty: You feel numb. You dont really care about anything, perhaps you&lt;br /&gt;have been hurt or disappointed and dont want to risk that again. You&lt;br /&gt;might lash out at others. You're alive, but death is alive in you. You&lt;br /&gt;feel kinda like you're faded out from reality, like the world goes by&lt;br /&gt;and basically either hurts you or ignores you. Look up, soak in the&lt;br /&gt;Light. He who has the Son has life. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="130"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;13%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;physical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="130"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;13%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;supernaturalife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="59"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="91"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;39%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;surreal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="149"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;empty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid="596048854848848529'"&gt;The Reality Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid="17439519020712816864'"&gt;camelback&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com'"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-111443691444416419?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/111443691444416419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=111443691444416419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111443691444416419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111443691444416419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/04/okcupid-quizzes-no-theyre-not-related.html' title='OKCupid quizzes (no, they&apos;re not related to love..)'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-111408539420871703</id><published>2005-04-22T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T20:18:32.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papercut</title><content type='html'>&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="400" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number Is 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204);font-size:6;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  8  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You are focused on learning the satisfactions to be found in the material world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The Life Path 8 produces many powerful, confident and materially successful people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You are apt to be very independent, forceful and competitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Your routine is involved in practical, down-to-earth affairs, and there is relatively little time for dreams and visions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You will want to use your ambitions, your organizational ability, and your efficient approach to carve a satisfying niche for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Most of your concerns involve money and learning of the power that comes with its proper manipulation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This Life Path is perhaps the one that is the most concerned with and desirous of status, as an accompaniment to material success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You are endowed with tremendous potential for conceiving far-reaching schemes and ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You also possess the tenacity and independence to follow them through to completion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;In short, you are well-equipped for competition in the business world or in other competitive fields of endeavor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You know how to manage yourself and your environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You are practical and steady in your pursuit of major objectives, and you have the courage of your convictions when it comes to taking the necessary chances to get ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The negative 8 can be dictatorial and often suppresses the enthusiasm and efforts of fellow member of the environment. Often, the strength of their own personality excludes close feelings for other people with whom they come in contact. Material gains and rewards often become issues of utmost importance, even to the neglect of family, home and peace of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Dedication to success can become an obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Emotional feelings are often suppressed by the negative 8, resulting in isolation and loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;All Life Path 8 people must avoid discounting the opinions of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/lifepathnumber/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've got a papercut from folding tiny paper cranes in class today.. Talk about karma..&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know of a site with nice free templates for blogspot?? Kinda useless posting this here since I doubt there would be many people reading this currently anyway.. So far I've only told liao about this blog.. Where's nini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="400" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Hornbeam Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/hornbeam-tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You are a reserved person, looking in from the outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Naturally attractive, you take good care of your looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You are not egoistic, and you make life as comfortable as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You look for kindness in others - though you are seldom happy with yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A bit mistrusting and unsure, you dream of being swept away by someone unusual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/celtichoroscopes/"&gt;What is Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-111408539420871703?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/111408539420871703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=111408539420871703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111408539420871703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111408539420871703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/04/papercut.html' title='Papercut'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12306843.post-111400380216488345</id><published>2005-04-21T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T21:30:02.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more diaryland!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I.am.seriously.sick.of not being able to view my past entries. Face it, diaryland's going down. Diaryland's facing a "sunset", in FiFi terms. Yeah, plus I won't be updating that often what with O Levels and all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yeah right)&lt;/span&gt;.. And, hey, blogspot's easier to use too! I mean I'm sick of having to put the code thingies (&lt;blah&gt; rings any bells?), so.. Yeah! Hoping to get a new template soon&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which means, by the end of this year xD)&lt;/span&gt;, something like this one. Yep, all black and gloomy. 'Cause that's what my life's about anyway. Today's talk on universities and degrees had its impact. It's a dog-eat-dog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(See?? Cats are much better than dogs after all!) &lt;/span&gt;world out there and thing's are just going to be more difficult when we all grow up.. Being a tai-tai doesn't seem that bad after all.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eek, did I just say that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12306843-111400380216488345?l=purrplecat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/feeds/111400380216488345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12306843&amp;postID=111400380216488345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111400380216488345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12306843/posts/default/111400380216488345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrplecat.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-more-diaryland.html' title='no more diaryland!'/><author><name>PurrpleCat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01870706287897156763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
