<?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-3214178557326235976</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:58:15.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poofresh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-6169663872480292102</id><published>2009-05-19T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:43:35.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be updating here any longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-6169663872480292102?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/6169663872480292102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6169663872480292102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6169663872480292102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/bye.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-6527378731976427271</id><published>2009-05-18T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:42:42.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm contemplating closing Poofresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so demoralised right now.&lt;br /&gt;My graphic skills are nada, zilch, non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have enough time/inspiration/creative energy to manage a site right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go and study business too in uni, HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm no lah, if I really wanna switch I will prolly consider more towards something like psychology or philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly not gonna submit anything for Crowbar either.&lt;br /&gt;No inspiration, no inspiration, no inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I just don't wanna work hard for design.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just don't like design anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I wanna work hard, even if I do work hard, even if I open up photoshop and illustrator and maybe also dreamweaver everyday, I just can't seem to produce a single piece of good work.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too uninspired and uncreative.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna work hard but I dunno how to.&lt;br /&gt;I should just study something that will guarantee success if I am willing to put in enough time.&lt;br /&gt;Something that requires memorising theories and thick textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;Something way way easier than design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Design is so fucking exhausting and I hate it so much right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like you anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-6527378731976427271?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/6527378731976427271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-contemplating-closing-poofresh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6527378731976427271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6527378731976427271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-contemplating-closing-poofresh.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3321143450801230094</id><published>2009-05-17T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:01:24.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall post a spastic photo of myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i636.photobucket.com/albums/uu89/poofresh2/spasticwtf.gif" height="200" width="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of doing this?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, but it killed 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have 40 more years of boredom to kill, presumably I die when I'm 60.2 years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3321143450801230094?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3321143450801230094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3321143450801230094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3321143450801230094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4491146064150789656</id><published>2009-05-17T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:50:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dislike doing branding.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of the sucky logo I made for the BB anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that I'm back in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;Just have to eat my notes, memorise hundreds of pages of text and I'd be all set to do well in exams.&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is, I kinda enjoy reading and memorising words.&lt;br /&gt;They make my brain feel full, and I know that I'm okay as long as I'm tired and my brain feels like it's exploding from chunks of information and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've grown up, now that secondary school is over, now that I'm in poly, it's not enough to just &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You have to know how to apply.&lt;br /&gt;You have to produce.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;You can know how to use all the tools in Photoshop, in Illustrator, in Dreamweaver, in Flash.&lt;br /&gt;But it's still not enough.&lt;br /&gt;You have to use them to produce something.&lt;br /&gt;Something good.&lt;br /&gt;Something brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Something awfully &lt;b&gt;creative&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll probably get harder, in work.&lt;br /&gt;Have to deal with office politics, financial issues, and if you don't produce, you may say byebye to your job and your pay and your only mode of living anyday.&lt;br /&gt;Even in poly now, at least there are holidays.&lt;br /&gt;But in work?&lt;br /&gt;Can only take sick leaves a few times a year...if you take too many, you'll probably get accused of slacking and then kena fired.&lt;br /&gt;Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scary.&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna strive to go to uni already.&lt;br /&gt;Then I will have to work hard and try to get a scholarship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4491146064150789656?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/4491146064150789656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dislike-doing-branding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4491146064150789656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4491146064150789656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dislike-doing-branding.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-6765550772278015009</id><published>2009-05-16T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:03:24.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am trying to do my BDS paraphernalia, but I feel fucking uninspired.&lt;br /&gt;It's so freaking weird lah.&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to do the letterhead and envelope shit for a couple of times already, but everytime I open up illustrator I just end up drifting off and completing other pieces of work instead. (like blogskins)&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm left with the untouched, blank A4 AMYK canvas which is supposed to contain my paraphernalia designs for the BB anniversary thing.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like my creativity is so blocked that I can't do any art now.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I CAN do art at the moment, I CAN make blogskins, but I just can't seem to start on the assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand lah...it's like some unknown force will make me switch to other windows whenever I try to put something down on the letterhead document.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be doing work on the BDS shit right now and I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media law slides seriously suck.&lt;br /&gt;I've missed the previous two Mondays so I'm trying to catch up by downloading stuff from blackboard and reading up on my own.&lt;br /&gt;But I always end up adding templates to the slides because they are FREAKING PLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;It's Times New Roman on white background.&lt;br /&gt;How can you expect a student, a DESIGN student, to tolerate reading this kind of blah crap?&lt;br /&gt;The topic itself is already boring, PLEASE, at least DO SOMETHING to the fucking slides.&lt;br /&gt;It is that hard to add a template from the list of templates that MS has already included in the program itself?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;If you can study law, you should probably have enough IQ to click and save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound so bitchy at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've lost a surprising 2kg the past week!&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's expected lah, have been lying around the whole day and not having any appetite to eat much.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling slightly better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-6765550772278015009?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/6765550772278015009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-trying-to-do-my-bds-paraphernalia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6765550772278015009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6765550772278015009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-trying-to-do-my-bds-paraphernalia.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-6123058253473574373</id><published>2009-05-15T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:44:57.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21st Century Breakdown!&lt;div&gt;THE BEST ALBUM OF THE YEAR, definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Unless Linkin Park chooses to release an album this year too lah! :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love songs which make me check the dictionary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lobotomy"&gt;Go read this wiki entry on Lobotomy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An excerpt from the page:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The procedure involved drilling holes in the patient's head and destroying tissue in the frontal lobes by injecting alcohol. He later changed technique, using a surgical instrument called a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leucotome" title="Leucotome" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;leucotome&lt;/a&gt; that cut brain tissue by rotating a retractable wire loop (a quite different cutting instrument also used for lobotomies shares the same name).&lt;sup id="cite_ref-jansson_3-0" class="reference" style="line-height: 1em; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lobotomy#cite_note-jansson-3" title="" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; white-space: nowrap; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;4&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Moniz was given the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nobel_Prize_in_Physiology_or_Medicine" title="Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Nobel Prize for medicine&lt;/a&gt; in 1949 for this work.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O_O Horrendous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-6123058253473574373?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-886629620712533919</id><published>2009-05-13T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:09:54.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GREENDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to their new album on the net now and seriously ALL their songs are fantabulous.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Love 21 Guns, Before the Lobotomy, Know Your Enemy, Viva La Gloria, Mass Hysteria. etcetcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pure, undiluted, kickass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;AWESOMENESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-886629620712533919?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/886629620712533919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/greenday-listening-to-their-new-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/886629620712533919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/886629620712533919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/greenday-listening-to-their-new-album.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-5193558350590774445</id><published>2009-05-12T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:47:32.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I should count myself lucky that I've completed most of the assignments last week, before I got sick.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz seriously, my brain is not working now.&lt;br /&gt;I stupidly swallowed whatever little amount of phlegm that has been crawling up my throat, and the rest of it are still stuck in my lungs I guess.&lt;br /&gt;My temperature was 38.something degrees celsius this morning.&lt;br /&gt;$46 and I've still not recovered.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me never to trust docs again, no matter how intelligent they &lt;i&gt;sound&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worst, I have no appetite, and whatever I eat just makes my stomach feel all screwy and I will ls everything out in a just one or two hours after consumption.&lt;br /&gt;Is the LS due to the meds?&lt;br /&gt;Or do I have a seperate food poisoning sickness?&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so paranoid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-5193558350590774445?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/5193558350590774445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-i-should-count-myself-lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5193558350590774445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5193558350590774445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-i-should-count-myself-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3878596226512601261</id><published>2009-05-12T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:29:41.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;After swallowing half a box of Panadol flumax last fri &amp; sat, half the meds prescribed by the doc 2 days ago, my fever is still lingering around and the phlegm hasn't seem to be getting out.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, my cough is getting worst.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;I hate sitting at home rotting the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;)@*!_)*%!)_*_)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Facebooking and Twittering is just like taking photographs during a concert.&lt;br /&gt;You are noting the moment without experiencing it.&lt;br /&gt;Metaphors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just a backward auntie.&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH I'm only like 19 and I'm becoming more and more auntie already.&lt;br /&gt;Wahlau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate karang gunis.&lt;br /&gt;There are like 3 or 4 different karang gunis in my area and they beep their fucking noisy horns the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;One will come in the morning, another(and sometimes 2) in the afternoon, another in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;The more you come the more I don't wanna sell my old goods to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Annoy me somemore lah!!&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather dump them or throw them inside recycle bins MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;*evil*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout is almost done.&lt;br /&gt;I like it!&lt;br /&gt;Looks professional.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be an asshole and leave you in suspense until I'm done with all the minute details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3878596226512601261?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3878596226512601261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh-after-swallowing-half-box-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3878596226512601261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3878596226512601261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh-after-swallowing-half-box-of.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1788192272513468420</id><published>2009-05-11T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:21:43.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've made another new layout!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It's near-completion now.&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta sort out the CSS of the subpages and everything will be up in a jiffy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe need a few days more though; school stuff I gotta complete first.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling slightly better now...&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can recover by tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1788192272513468420?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1788192272513468420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-made-another-new-layout-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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USELESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My routine for these few days has been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;2. Take meds.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;4. Take meds.&lt;br /&gt;5. Try to read a book, then fall asleep halfway because of the meds.&lt;br /&gt;6. Wake up, realise it's night-time, pee, and then sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Bloody screwed for my assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm getting groggy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a new sense of respect for those who survived the home quarantine order&lt;/b&gt;, man.&lt;br /&gt;Must be fucking boring staying at home the whole day, for 7 days straight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already dying and it's been like only 3 or 4 days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of a dog with a friendly face looking at me, last night.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's up with me these days; it's been the third or fourth time I've dreamt of dogs in one month.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I fantasize about them or anything. (okay that sounds pretty wrong :x)&lt;br /&gt;Weird weird weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how the phlegm in my lungs look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Is it green and gooey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Or yellow and sticky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Or white and mushy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be cool if it's rainbow-coloured though.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I read an article on a website about a remedy for this too-much-phlegm-stuck-inside-lungs problem.&lt;br /&gt;It supposedly says that the person with the phlegm should stay inside a steamy bathroom for 10 minutes, come out, get a cup, hold it out infront of him/her, lay down on a bed, and get someone to pound repeatedly on his/her back until the cup gets filled with phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not gonna try it cuz it sounds &lt;i&gt;painful&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've decided &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to use the layout that I was completing yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The more I look at it, the messier it seems to me and I guess I'll just scrap it and put it in my portfolio or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-6843690960476371987?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/6843690960476371987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-so-bloody-useless-my-routine-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6843690960476371987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6843690960476371987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-so-bloody-useless-my-routine-for.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-8915174792113859904</id><published>2009-05-10T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:31:23.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate this new layout that I'm making but I'm gonna put it up soon anyway because I'm nearing the end of the coding stages already.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I made another one before the current one that I'm making and is gonna put up, but the rollover images got screwed so I decided to use this one instead.&lt;br /&gt;And they are 2 completely different styles.&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* I will probably use the other one for v4, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-8915174792113859904?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/8915174792113859904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-this-new-layout-that-im-making.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Some docs that I have seen purely just prescribes medicine and tells me what my condition is without explaining much about it.&lt;br /&gt;The doc I went to was damn pro lah, he could tell that I had phlegm caught in between my lungs right after I answered the first question he asked.&lt;br /&gt;o_O&lt;br /&gt;He said that I have thick layers of phlegm stuck inside/between(?) my lungs and if I don't get better from the meds in 2 days I should get an x-ray.&lt;br /&gt;Woah...and I got &lt;b&gt;2 days' MC&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of House.&lt;br /&gt;Which rocks lah.&lt;br /&gt;The way medical experts work seem so professional.&lt;br /&gt;I love watching people in the medical field diagnose their patients by judging from the way they look/behave and then lowering the list of possibilities until they get the final deduction, all in such a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;The way their brain works is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So cool.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3062231569214401822?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3062231569214401822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-docs-who-explain-to-me-what-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3062231569214401822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3062231569214401822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-docs-who-explain-to-me-what-my.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-8664094755660575986</id><published>2009-05-09T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:05:06.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish.&lt;div&gt;Because that's all that I can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So close, yet so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Why does my life suck so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Why do I suck so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sensible Fion: &lt;/span&gt;FUCK YOU! You arse! Look at the people suffering because of terrorism and racism in other countries! You're sitting here in your considerably peaceful room in a considerably peaceful country typing away on a macbook - what else could you ask for?? GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF LOSER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fucked-up Fion: &lt;/span&gt;Yes yes you suck you should continue moping like this forever and maybe kill yourself while you're at it, yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am hallucinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and I'm guessing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World War 4 or 5 &lt;/span&gt;will be started due to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;religion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been predicted that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World War 3&lt;/span&gt; will be because of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;racism&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blind faith is dangerous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-8664094755660575986?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/8664094755660575986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/8664094755660575986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/8664094755660575986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I open my mouth it sounds like I'm croaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throbbing headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite having consumed like 10 panadols since yesterday noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I'm probably not gonna join any CCA this year either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't really know alot of people in poly and I just don't feel "connected" to my school at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna concentrate on my own stuff instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think of it, I think, a few years down the road, after I have graduated, the only memories that I have of SP will probably only be of the skills in design programs that I have picked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and also a finished professional portfolio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda sad, but it could be worse, I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I don't hate it or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's just life lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can't expect every situation to be nice and memorable all the time, can we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're not having fun, don't do stupid or useless stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Prepare for your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't really know what I will be doing in future, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Planning isn't one of my greatest abilities, obviously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3222549729187436334?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3222549729187436334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-worst-than-not-knowing-person-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3222549729187436334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3222549729187436334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-worst-than-not-knowing-person-is.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-8918391802097100807</id><published>2009-05-08T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:25:27.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am making a new layout for Poofresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspiration struck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-8918391802097100807?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4579694179926283556</id><published>2009-05-08T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:53:51.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am &lt;i&gt;hot&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not &lt;b&gt;omg-I-rock-I-am-so-shexayyy-lick-me&lt;/b&gt; kinda &lt;i&gt;hawt&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 38.2 degrees celsius &lt;/span&gt;the last time I checked.&lt;br /&gt;= =&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna go to the doc...&lt;br /&gt;Quite a bad time to be sick lah.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;Think it's because I haven't been drinking much water and have been jogging in the hot afternoon heat several times during the past week.&lt;br /&gt;NVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I still love the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought sunblock today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SPF50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; my tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strap of my cheapo bag broke when I was walking to the MRT station today.&lt;br /&gt;I was already some distance away from my house so I didn't bother to turn back to switch to another bag.&lt;br /&gt;Then an idea hit me and I stuffed the broken strap inside the bag, and luckily we didn't have to bring our laptops today, so it looked like I was holding on to a shoe bag.&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha, felt like I was doing a Mentos ad.&lt;br /&gt;You know, their ads always start off with some disaster happening, then some ingenious dude/gal will pop a Mentos in their mouth, do something to save that embarrassing incident and everything will turn out alright in the end, and then the words "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mentos - The fresh-maker!"&lt;/span&gt; will pop out?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I didn't have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mentos &lt;/span&gt;with me, only &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-_- wtf.&lt;br /&gt;(anyway, Eclipse is my fave mint!!! The green one - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Spearmint flavour&lt;/span&gt;. :D Love the taste and their metal boxes. Even though more and more brands of mints are also doing the metal box thing nowadays, I still love Eclipse the most cuz they were one of the first to produce it. Muahaha the original will still always be the best - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;support originality&lt;/span&gt;! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm fucking off to read BBC(a.k.a being a nerd)/mind my own business now.&lt;br /&gt;I am quite detached from the rest of the world, but I think I'm pretty happy being like this because it saves me from alot of unnecessary trouble resulting from human relations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4579694179926283556?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/4579694179926283556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4579694179926283556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4579694179926283556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-581160034740714656</id><published>2009-05-07T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:43:41.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously can't do logotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my designs are too girlish or too kiddish.&lt;br /&gt;WOW, and I thought I was man!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So I have been a female all along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Untalented &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;uninspired&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLAH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of just having a blog for now and then opening up the content part of my site a few months later.&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty busy with school and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;I have started working on like &lt;i&gt;5 different layouts&lt;/i&gt; for Poofresh now and haven't completed any of them.&lt;br /&gt;LOL &lt;u&gt;wtf&lt;/u&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;My working pattern is that everytime I tend to leave things half-done and then my mind will drift off to some other things, and when I get back on the laptop the next day I will start another new piece of work after getting new ideas and leave the previous one only half-completed.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;SEE LAH &lt;s&gt;distractions&lt;/s&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-581160034740714656?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/581160034740714656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-seriously-cant-do-logotypes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/581160034740714656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/581160034740714656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-seriously-cant-do-logotypes.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-5357513622705667061</id><published>2009-05-07T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:55:46.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss emo-ing alongside an entire class of people who are also emo-ing while mugging.&lt;br /&gt;I miss bitching about stuff and life in general to other bitches. ( muahaha lol)&lt;br /&gt;I miss making random comments about what chers are teaching in class to people who sit beside me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking crap and being the one kena saboed most of the time by my grp of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;I MISS MY SECONDARY SCHOOL DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHERE ARE YOU PEOPLE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be losing touch with the world.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be losing touch with my past.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be more and more contained as I grow older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I like it?&lt;br /&gt;Is this me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I dunno who I am anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions make you weak.&lt;br /&gt;Detach, detach, detach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to adulthood which is probably gonna suck even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you whining and groaning about your life?&lt;br /&gt;You're not living in third world countries where people fear for their life.&lt;br /&gt;Racial conflicts and discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;Xenophobic dumbfucks who only know how to use &lt;s&gt;violence&lt;/s&gt; to solve whatever problems they have.&lt;br /&gt;As I have said before, brainless idiots make the most noise and commotion.&lt;br /&gt;If you're using your brain for other things instead of thinking about hitting/killing people all the time, you could've achieved more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why hate others?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;This way, I can work on improving myself and making myself better.&lt;br /&gt;You can't change others, but you can change yourself.&lt;br /&gt;It just starts with changing the way you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Humanity makes me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Earth explodes or some solar thing occurs in 2012, I won't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maybe our solar system is just contained inside a jar which Satan keeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there are many other jars alongside ours.&lt;br /&gt;Planets may be like marbles (in Satan's world), suspended by a random mixture of gases he injected into the jar just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;When we die and our bodies are cremated or decomposed, we will evaporate into vapours, and he will suck them out using a syringe (or whatever he uses, in his world) and dump us into the jar next to ours.&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll continue living in another "world", but with completely different rules.&lt;br /&gt;Like the "planets" there may be cubes instead of spheres, and so will be squarish instead of round.&lt;br /&gt;When you travel to the end of the "world", you really will fall off.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe another "Columbus" in that universe had fallen off before to prove that "scientific fact" in that "world".&lt;br /&gt;Their languages will be completely different, and "legs" will grow on the top of their bodies and their "brains" will be contained inside their arm.&lt;br /&gt;When Satan gets bored and wants to play, he may take out one specie from one of his many many jars and swap them with another specie from another jar.&lt;br /&gt;Then all the other beings inside the jar which he had deposited the foreign specie into will think that that specie is actually a "ghost" or "UFO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And maybe Satan have 2 bananas on top of his head instead of horns.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like thinking abstract thoughts like that.&lt;br /&gt;Makes a boring mundane world more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will be lucky and get picked to get sucked into the syringe by Satan one day and deposited into another jar.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the "planets" there will be heart-shaped and everyone lives happily alongside cotton-candy rabbits and rainbow watermelons.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there will be no hate, only love and acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there will not be bad ads or designs there.&lt;br /&gt;And not too much noise please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-5357513622705667061?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/5357513622705667061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-emo-ing-alongside-entire-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5357513622705667061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5357513622705667061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-emo-ing-alongside-entire-class.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1702451847246421982</id><published>2009-05-06T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:43:38.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna be a designer.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a designer.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO GO AND DO YOUR WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I broke out of something today.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Insignificant&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What will never be will never be, so why bother thinking?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No distractions.&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1702451847246421982?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1702451847246421982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wanna-be-designer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1702451847246421982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1702451847246421982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wanna-be-designer.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1251412620448913167</id><published>2009-05-05T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:38:41.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my designs suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do logotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplifying something illustrative into something that can fit into a 20-cent coin is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take Illustrations when it is time to choose.&lt;br /&gt;:/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY CAN'T I EVEN ILLUSTRATE PROPERLY!!!!???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so untalented and when I look at the works of other people in my course I just feel like everything I've done/am doing is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the saying, "Yi shan bi yi shan gao"??&lt;br /&gt;Or something like that lah...&lt;br /&gt;Meaning like one mountain will be taller than the other, so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what many people in this course feels, huh?&lt;br /&gt;So I should feel normal??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)*$!)_*$)_ bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1251412620448913167?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1251412620448913167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-my-designs-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1251412620448913167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1251412620448913167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-my-designs-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-8265179297686492664</id><published>2009-05-05T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:53:24.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unique style.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my drafts look the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ZZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unique style? Or just inflexible???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it better to stick to a unique style or be more versatile??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions questions questions!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Burning holes in my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta stop thinking and start &lt;u&gt;doing&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it is better to be unique in my own personal works but versatile in work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently the reverse seems to be taking place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or am I just thinking too much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's already a me-style present in my works, just that I haven't noticed it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many designers are there in this world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aspiring ones, maybe a hundred thousand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good ones, maybe like half of that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brilliant ones, a quarter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to survive in the industry that I have yet to set a foot into??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Howhowhow???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMG&lt;/b&gt; I really am getting too stressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think people around me can notice that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorry if I have affected the mood of anyone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;_&lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-8265179297686492664?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/8265179297686492664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/unique-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/8265179297686492664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/8265179297686492664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/unique-style.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3434521624417044627</id><published>2009-05-04T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:10:27.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I was lao-sai-ing in the toilet just now, while having a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;big think&lt;/span&gt;, when suddenly I heard this "zzz" sound.&lt;br /&gt;Instinctively I stood up and looked around, expecting to find a bee.&lt;br /&gt;There it was, a fucking &lt;b&gt;beetle&lt;/b&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was zooming around my toilet at high speeds and when it got nearer to the toilet bowl (which I had not flushed because I am scared of insects and I had not finished wiping my butt yet LOL) it &lt;u&gt;HOVERED&lt;/u&gt; on top of my shit and landed on it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;DISGUSTING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After staying there for awhile (me staring at it, contemplating whether to spray hot water on it or not) it flew again and attempted to escape through the little window it flew in from, and knocked into the glass.&lt;br /&gt;I heard a "clink!" sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dumbass.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;Then I opened the window wider and it zoomed around the toilet for a few rounds more before finally flying out, successfully this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I learn from this incident:&lt;br /&gt;1. Beetles are stupid and blind.&lt;br /&gt;2. The smell of my shit is strong enough to attract insects at least a few metres away from the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wtf.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMI?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3434521624417044627?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3434521624417044627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-was-lao-sai-ing-in-toilet-just-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3434521624417044627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3434521624417044627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-was-lao-sai-ing-in-toilet-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-5071843000018507477</id><published>2009-05-04T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:12:59.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not gonna pon anymore, &lt;i&gt;from today onwards...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; wanna go to &lt;b&gt;Ireland&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-5071843000018507477?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/5071843000018507477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-gonna-pon-anymore-from-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5071843000018507477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5071843000018507477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-gonna-pon-anymore-from-today.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-200558319928500856</id><published>2009-05-03T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:06:15.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't mind dying.&lt;div&gt;Would be fun to find out if there is life after death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the soul and spirit transcending time and space thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe I can give Satan my proposal to make hell look better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Branding to make it look more appealing and cheerful to people who are dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that people "up there" will not be so afraid of death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as it's not painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-200558319928500856?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/200558319928500856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-mind-dying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/200558319928500856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/200558319928500856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-mind-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-8447860597270447738</id><published>2009-05-03T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:07:07.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;If&lt;/i&gt; I get married, I will definitely &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; hold my banquet at a void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If&lt;/b&gt; I ever do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What will happen if I die today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like at the stroke of midnight, I disappear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What will people remember me as?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An acquaintance?&lt;br /&gt;A classmate? An ex-classmate?&lt;br /&gt;A nice girl?&lt;br /&gt;A blur girl?&lt;br /&gt;An annoying bitch?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is actually very stupid and naive but acts all clever and intellectual?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who has IQ but no EQ?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who has no IQ nor EQ at all?&lt;br /&gt;Actually,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't wanna know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be blur and not know anything because as the saying goes, the truth always hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs related to this: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Leave Out all the Rest&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LP&lt;/span&gt; (I hope that when I die one of their songs will be playing in the background or in my head...lolol okay freaky) and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; If Today was Your Last Day&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-8447860597270447738?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/8447860597270447738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-i-get-married-i-will-definitely-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/8447860597270447738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/8447860597270447738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-i-get-married-i-will-definitely-not.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-2308618930935413487</id><published>2009-05-02T22:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:44:56.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Branding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason business and marketing people act all nice and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Branding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the fake smiles, facades, media relations, adult shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Branding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Reputation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why people act all nice and saintly when they're actually cursing you deep down in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why the world is filled with hate and lies and horrible backstabbing and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have opinions.&lt;br /&gt;People have opinions.&lt;br /&gt;I don't voice them out freely anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They&lt;/i&gt; don't voice them out freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh, no, you &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt; have opinions.&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt; take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;But you cannot voice out your stand, unless you have power.&lt;br /&gt;If you have power and no stand, you are also nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be honest?&lt;br /&gt;There's no place for honesty in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Good people gets trampled on, all too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vague, but not too vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minimal, just scanning briefly over the surface, dipping in ever so slightly, that's not too shallow but still not deep enough to land me in hot waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-2308618930935413487?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/2308618930935413487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/branding.html#comment-form' title='0 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style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW LAYOUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Someone I like this alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tastes change like every 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;So 2 days later I'll prolly look at this again and think that it's too simple etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indecisive and fickle-minded.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poofresh is gonna go through a major revamp.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make it look more professional or stylish.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna improve on it lah, &lt;u&gt;somehow&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's assignments to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-9000549391357306309?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1534591007525490630</id><published>2009-05-01T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:45:01.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People who use emoticons for all their messages in MSN makes me wanna teleport to their house and poke their eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;Especially ANIMATED emoticons for ALL the letters of the alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have released my email address on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1534591007525490630?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1534591007525490630/comments/default' 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src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4829598307901138293</id><published>2009-05-01T11:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:58:41.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is still justice in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Originality will be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard, I shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have talent but you still won't succeed without hard work.&lt;br /&gt;However, you can work hard but you still can't succeed without talent.&lt;br /&gt;Works in both ways I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what makes talent?&lt;br /&gt;How do you define "talent"?&lt;br /&gt;Something that you were born with?&lt;br /&gt;It seems religious to me because if you don't believe in god and fate and all that stuff, you can't possibly believe in something that's not defined by Man, right?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is part of social psychology?&lt;br /&gt;Like you can do something that the masses can't so you are considered to be "born with the talent".&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just because people are lazy/busy with other things and can't put in the effort needed to make that talent theirs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just assume.&lt;br /&gt;People just follow.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because it is simpler. Because it makes life easier. Because they are lazy to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be a sheep.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna stand out too much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why my mind always drift to places in galaxies far far away.&lt;br /&gt;I should really be more down-to-earth and concentrate on tasks at hand.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"I am a design student."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the sound of that.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to work to maintain my "design student" status so that it will be upgraded to a "design-er" in near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4829598307901138293?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/4829598307901138293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-is-still-justice-in-this-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4829598307901138293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4829598307901138293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-is-still-justice-in-this-world.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-6685521647544588557</id><published>2009-04-30T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:37:17.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMG I'm like fucking stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't think of a single GOOD fucking logo today.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; self-conscious because of expectations which I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; I can't live up to. (yes that's negative thinking FOCUS girl &lt;b&gt;FOCUSSSSS&lt;/b&gt; BE POSITIVE!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Which makes it even harder for me to open up my mind and let ideas flow in.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH &lt;u&gt;relax&lt;/u&gt; damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;In.&lt;br /&gt;Out.&lt;br /&gt;In.&lt;br /&gt;Out.&lt;br /&gt;Push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao don't xiang wai wai.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-6685521647544588557?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/6685521647544588557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/zomg-im-like-fucking-stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6685521647544588557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6685521647544588557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/zomg-im-like-fucking-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-6260199260535161281</id><published>2009-04-29T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:25:29.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPOT today was quite intense...the topic was about racism.&lt;br /&gt;It really shocked me what racism has led to in some places in the world.&lt;br /&gt;How innocent people get affected or die because of the inconsiderate actions of some brainless idiots who can't seem to accept someone different from they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I will remain judgemental and look at things at a case-by-case basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're doing something regarding to that in HCD too.&lt;br /&gt;And the advertising industry uses alot of that. &lt;br /&gt;So on one hand, I'm supposed to use it in works because they leave impressions in people's heads, while on the other hand, I'm reminded of the consequences they can create when situations stemming from their portrayal goes out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I kinda prefer this SPOT lecturer as compared to the one we had last sem.&lt;br /&gt;I think some people said he's boring but I kinda find his lessons more engaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushpushpush!&lt;br /&gt;I am driving myself crazy by stressing more about everything but it's good I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I work under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my sec sch life I mugged and mugged and mugged and stressed myself out over geog and maths the most, but in the end it was all worth it because those were the subjects that I did the best in.&lt;br /&gt;SO!&lt;br /&gt;I shall persevere.&lt;br /&gt;And since there is not that much external pressure in poly, I shall create my own pressure and force myself till I go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;That's the way I work.&lt;br /&gt;If it worked then, it will work now!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully I will be able to influence people around me in a positive way too.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 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&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing it halfway just now when I remembered the time I was doing 3/2 class tee!&lt;br /&gt;I remember feeling damn excited and was telling xinyong that I want it to have "A professional feeling! Like it's done by a designer!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL. It turned out like crap lah btw. :x&lt;br /&gt;But but but!!&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm actually training to become a designer!&lt;br /&gt;Which is what I had wanted all along!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha took me abit long to realise that, didn't it?&lt;br /&gt;(like a year+...lmao!)&lt;br /&gt;Okay all I have to say is I'm liking what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I've been feeling more feminine these days.&lt;br /&gt;Now I like dogs!&lt;br /&gt;In the past, like 1 or 2 years back, I hated them because they shit everywhere on the pavement and sidewalks and stink like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Now I think they're actually cute and when they look at me with their puppy-like (oh wait, they ARE/WERE pups.) innocent eyes I will feel like smiling at them!&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why am I becoming more and more girly!?!??&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be cool and err, non-girly! (sorry for the lack of suitable word-blame it on my shitty vocab hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm starting to like more girly clothes too!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My designs will still be more generic though.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;My unique style?&lt;br /&gt;Still in search of it.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOSHOP!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-5800725696136255781?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/5800725696136255781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-doing-class-blog-stuck-at-particular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5800725696136255781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5800725696136255781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-doing-class-blog-stuck-at-particular.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3173079928271977898</id><published>2009-04-27T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:39:43.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;STOP&lt;br /&gt;THINKING&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;IT&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine.&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop my useless wondering and focus my energies on more productive stuff instead.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3173079928271977898?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3173079928271977898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop-thinking-about-it-you-idiot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3173079928271977898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3173079928271977898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop-thinking-about-it-you-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3930013904895671386</id><published>2009-04-27T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:18:16.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love Photoshop!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must get rid of that addiction and open up to Illustrator more.&lt;br /&gt;Dear, dear, dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bright note, got an email from Patricia that she will not be closing hosting!&lt;br /&gt;WHEW, I thought I'm gonna get like unhosted again.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;May be putting this site up for hiatus and reopen it after I'm done with rebranding it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so lost in my thoughts today that I forgot where we were sitting at in the foodcourt.&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I don't even know what I was thinking about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can't be don't want to be should not be probably wasn't.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was, I was walking up and down the path trying to remember where the table was when i was already directly INFRONT of the table where Sherying was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;-_- zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing class blog.&lt;br /&gt;Setting exceptionally high standards for myself and stressing myself out unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;Wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3930013904895671386?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3930013904895671386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-photoshop-must-get-rid-of-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3930013904895671386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3930013904895671386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-photoshop-must-get-rid-of-that.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3745953329042425990</id><published>2009-04-26T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:06:12.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The seniors' works are so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://birththegradshow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Birth: The Grad Show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda glad that we will be learning to do cool stuff like theirs too.&lt;br /&gt;The techniques and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;But I know most of it will have to come from myself lah.&lt;br /&gt;The development of ideas and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm more of a concept-person?&lt;br /&gt;No-frills, straight down to the central idea which I think is cool.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUSHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Now when I switch on the tv, mtv will also have this commercial about "PUSH".&lt;br /&gt;Which will motivate me to go back to work...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must improve!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending out positive vibes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be a saint and encouraging people around me to do positive things.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Only when your environment is positive will you start being positive and then do more positive things.&lt;br /&gt;Which is good!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you want something hard enough, chances are, you will get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3745953329042425990?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3913131328788107191</id><published>2009-04-25T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:40:36.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What do you fear the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You must care enough about something to fear about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are fearless, you are care-less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because when you care about something, you will start fretting over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start spending all your energies thinking about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;worst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that can happen, even though it may &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never really happen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good, bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just like responsibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They come with burden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they also come with satisfaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To have feelings, be sensitive about relationships, but live a life filled with worries or to harden yourself, dump all your feelings out the window, and live a life of freedom with no strings attached?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choices, choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the shadows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3913131328788107191?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3913131328788107191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-do-you-fear-most-you-must-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3913131328788107191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3913131328788107191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-do-you-fear-most-you-must-care.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1510700168242428721</id><published>2009-04-25T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:34:28.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What could have been should have been, if not for my stupidity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What may be shall be...if I control my silliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your thoughts will never be known if you keep your mouth shut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But actions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh, that's a tough one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1510700168242428721?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1510700168242428721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-could-have-been-should-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1510700168242428721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1510700168242428721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-could-have-been-should-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-5576327608570266217</id><published>2009-04-24T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:16:03.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm.&lt;div&gt;I like writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a habit picked up from young, I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum told me that I used to snatch magazines and books from her when I was just a toddler crawling around on the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I was young I would pester her to get my tons of books to fill up my bookshelves with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember I had an obsession with keeping all the covers of my books as sharp and pointed as possible, and would wrap them nicely and take care of them with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When other kids were playing and running around at the playgrounds outside, I would be sitting quietly reading my Pooh Bear books and try to write the numbers 0-9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda remember that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o_O"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would also beg and beg my parents to bring me to all the bookstores in Singapore just to get my limited edition books from series such as Mary Kate &amp;amp; Ashley, Sweet Valley Teens or something, Archie(The special 60s 70s 80s Americana versions...yes I have them all MUAHAHAHAHA. :x) and lots more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One book spree would total up to over $100 and my parents would happily fork out the $$$ cuz they think it's better to splurge on books than on toys or clothes or other more 'normal' things that kids want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me love books&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally, I also think that it's good to study more and read more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read somewhere (lol) that reading involves a special brain process which can never be substituted by other activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It trains our cognitive ability, and enables us to form links between the different elements of language more easily, which helps greatly in developing linguistic skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So by just reading, you will also be learning how to read in a coherent manner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Knowledge is power!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I may not be that informed on current world issues, (esp. those mentioned in SPOT...argh -_-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall tell myself that to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND read more newspaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More more more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has become a habit now, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;NERDISM TO THE MAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nerdy sweating stinky pig&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have just bathed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT IT'S OKAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME NO LOVE RAIN,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME LOVE SUN.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-5576327608570266217?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/5576327608570266217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5576327608570266217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5576327608570266217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4491791228120833709</id><published>2009-04-24T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:49:39.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha went through some jie meng books (not mine, my mum's) and they revealed the "secrets" of the dream I had.&lt;br /&gt;The one about planets and solar system and stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA I like what I'm hearing.&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately it may only be for 2-3days.&lt;br /&gt;Or a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Up to a max of 1 year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhwhat?&lt;br /&gt;That stroke of good luck/bad luck that your dream symbolizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's accurate.&lt;br /&gt;Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;Scary eh.&lt;br /&gt;I am so not a superstitious person.&lt;br /&gt;Although, in this case, &lt;b&gt;I want to believe&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Sucker.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's not only for the 2-3days.&lt;br /&gt;1 year!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4491791228120833709?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1105992271012793218</id><published>2009-04-24T10:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:18:54.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no point in thinking about things that may never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...although I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With greater hopes/expectations come greater disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Have I not been disappointed before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;It's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say it's uncontrollable.&lt;br /&gt;I think it can.&lt;br /&gt;If i try hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;But the harder you try, the more you will.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1105992271012793218?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1105992271012793218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1105992271012793218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1105992271012793218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-96874179718959003</id><published>2009-04-24T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:15:20.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's my unique style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;My illustrations suck.&lt;br /&gt;Will be working more on that from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my illustrations to be simple and straight-to-the-point.&lt;br /&gt;No frills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet it has to stand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it's gonna steer more towards the cutesy style?&lt;br /&gt;I can't do mature stuff or feminine stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I'm not girly enough to draw nice females with awesome shapes and pretty hair etc.&lt;br /&gt;-_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at my designs, I think they're more generic/boyish rather than feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to put more thought into it and practise more.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pressure, I actually feel like I'm delving deeper and deeper into the world of design.&lt;br /&gt;It's a great feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-96874179718959003?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/96874179718959003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-my-unique-style-i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/96874179718959003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/96874179718959003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-my-unique-style-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-2531016331694074184</id><published>2009-04-24T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:42:11.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Columbus said the Earth was round.&lt;br /&gt;He got laughed at and ridiculed.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earth &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; round.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-2531016331694074184?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/2531016331694074184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/columbus-said-earth-was-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/2531016331694074184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/2531016331694074184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/columbus-said-earth-was-round.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-8201871156034708170</id><published>2009-04-24T07:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:22:34.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Differentiation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no longer a term used in Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;An entirely different meaning in Branding &amp;amp; Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tummyache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid hot weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun irks me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not as much as rain, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(: I don't mind too much sunshine and heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's always air-conditioning in this modern-day earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who gives a damn about global warming, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm using an electric fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-8201871156034708170?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/8201871156034708170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/differentiation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/8201871156034708170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/8201871156034708170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/differentiation.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-9186663366186008250</id><published>2009-04-23T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:52:24.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I kinda like BDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designing logos are fun.&lt;br /&gt;Simple yet requires some amount of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons this year seem stricter but in a way it's good.&lt;br /&gt;We do require more discipline anyway, after slacking and wasting the whole of year 1 away.&lt;br /&gt;At least for me, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna learn from the practices of good designers now.&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from Remember the Name, &lt;br /&gt;"It's like a design is running in his head everytime, before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme."&lt;br /&gt;It's about Mike Shinoda, my idolll. :D&lt;br /&gt;Actually I agree that it's the way to do design.&lt;br /&gt;Live breathe and eat design!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-9186663366186008250?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/9186663366186008250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-kinda-like-bds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/9186663366186008250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/9186663366186008250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-kinda-like-bds.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-5269734293379499322</id><published>2009-04-22T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:48:57.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been reading articles about space.&lt;br /&gt;Space is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Unlaced with the burdens of human relationships,&lt;br /&gt;despite having the same amounts of mysteries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-5269734293379499322?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/5269734293379499322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/been-reading-articles-about-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5269734293379499322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5269734293379499322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/been-reading-articles-about-space.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4725627274330941176</id><published>2009-04-22T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:22:25.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly I remembered I had a dream of planets yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Jupiter or something.&lt;br /&gt;It was a weird dream with flashes of light and people around me all saying things like a planet is going to crash onto Earth or something.&lt;br /&gt;I was standing on the ground at some instances and floating in some scenes.&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember everything about the scenes but I do recall the bright colourful flashes of light across the dark sky.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's sorta weird.&lt;br /&gt;I've had had many dreams about astrological stuff even though i don't think about them much...I think. -_-"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today during lesson the cher talked about the Mayan calender thinggy and Doomsday in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Eerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new additional to my goals in life.&lt;br /&gt;To experience an aurora at least once.&lt;br /&gt;It's so friggin romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &lt;i&gt;*melts(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4725627274330941176?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/4725627274330941176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/suddenly-i-remembered-i-had-dream-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4725627274330941176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4725627274330941176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/suddenly-i-remembered-i-had-dream-of.html' title=''/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-8130205035293845331</id><published>2009-04-22T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:28:55.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So close yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transmitting the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-8130205035293845331?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/8130205035293845331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-close-yet-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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is just for me to put random thoughts down.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be fanciful or anything, like the blogskins I submit.&lt;br /&gt;This works, &lt;b&gt;for me&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a shithead shithead shithead shithead &lt;b&gt;shithead&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It never fails to make me feel dumb.&lt;br /&gt;There is only one thing that motivates me to go.&lt;br /&gt;And then ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;it's censored because I don't want to let you know.&lt;br /&gt;Hooha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freakishly socially awkward pathetic loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;No hope for you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't&lt;/i&gt; even.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1974804292983808919?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4288064313416307181</id><published>2009-04-20T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:49:55.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid.</title><content type='html'>I lost my password for my website.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it that's so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;But considering the fact that I once lost my SAS password too, it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted another blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;I like making blogskins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4288064313416307181?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-2700904666423202461</id><published>2009-04-19T14:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:48:20.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LP has always been and will always be my favefavefave band ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mike Shinoda&lt;/span&gt; is seriously my greatest idol ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since 2000. (zomg that's like 9 years ago SERIOUSLY I'm getting old.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's super talented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love his music, love his art, love his lyrics, love the way he raps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can view his artworks &lt;a href="http://www.mikeshinoda.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's like my No.2 idol, right after &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Leonardo Da Vinci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(okay he used to be No.1...but hello who can doubt Leonardo Da Vinci's amazingness???? Lol :x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love clever and artsy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both sides of their brains are fully utilised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;true intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been listening and emo-ing to LP's songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They never fail to make me inspired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have had a big influence on my life and my art direction over the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will still be rocking to them when I'm like 60 years old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I have been listening to some of my old MP3s which I dug out from my old external hard-drive some time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, they are not exactly old &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;...just like a couple of years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linkin Park, Green Day, Good Charlotte, Simple Plan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know why I don't really like any of the newer bands coming out these days already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They all sound the same, or poorer imitations of former bands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So unoriginal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, it's not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can never generalise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-2700904666423202461?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/2700904666423202461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/lp-has-always-been-and-will-always-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/2700904666423202461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/2700904666423202461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/lp-has-always-been-and-will-always-be.html' title='LP has always been and will always be my favefavefave band ever!'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-7486921678074966301</id><published>2009-04-19T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T13:38:44.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes.</title><content type='html'>Actually a lot of thoughts run through my head throughout the day but whenever I come to Blogger, all those thoughts seem to have been erased from my hard drive and will never be seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some bad things have been happening recently and regretfully I had not stuck to the art of tahan-ing as I had promised to.&lt;br /&gt;I feel slightly ashamed of my lack of control over my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Once you're in this world, you can never run away from the challenges resulting from human relations.&lt;br /&gt;Hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Self-control!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strive to be a happy and open-minded individual with respect for others and humility, while working hard to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfection is impossible.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe majority of the human population believe in some God, whoever he/she/it is,  because they just need something to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;And because majority of the people on Earth are sociable or relationship-oriented people, they tend to think that God appears in the form of a person.&lt;br /&gt;But why is he/she/it not in the form of something else?&lt;br /&gt;Say, a mist, a cloud, a ray of light, anything.&lt;br /&gt;Why the form of a human being too?&lt;br /&gt;I am sure it is due to something from their sub-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just ranting. I don't have a PhD in Psychology or Philosophy or anything, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I need something to believe in, it will be the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;4D Banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's cuter and it will represent the symbol of success, for me to motivate myself to move towards achieving my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'd rather look at a yellow banana that's both yummy and cute-looking rather than some old beardy semi-transparent guy/girl/something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-7486921678074966301?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/7486921678074966301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7486921678074966301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7486921678074966301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes.html' title='Yes.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4683417564327447682</id><published>2009-04-18T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:36:39.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad.</title><content type='html'>Bad day today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4683417564327447682?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/4683417564327447682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4683417564327447682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4683417564327447682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad.html' title='Bad.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-5682722255770281151</id><published>2009-04-18T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:35:49.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom Boom Pow!</title><content type='html'>Well, I try to keep an open mind towards design.&lt;br /&gt;Good that there are people who see me as an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;Although recently I find myself getting annoyed that at some people who seem to be copying my ideas.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, maybe I'm just too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that great after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about creativity is that once you put up something out-of-the-box and interesting, for sure people will start following you.&lt;br /&gt;If people follow you, it must mean that you're good enough to be copied, right?&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it gets annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;What can I do about it?&lt;br /&gt;Be more open-hearted, girl.&lt;br /&gt;Remember your promise to tahan more of the sucky things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop bitching.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I have a bag full of ideas that haven't been unleashed yet.&lt;br /&gt;Beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been addicted to this song recently.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are awesome and the beat is cool too.&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is, it represents &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; what I'm feeling at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so 3008,&lt;br /&gt;You so 2000 and late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Boom Boom Pow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Black-Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta get-get, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get-get, gotta g-g-g-get-get-get, get-get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, I got that hit that beat the block&lt;br /&gt;You can get that bass overload&lt;br /&gt;I got the that rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;That future flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That digital spit&lt;br /&gt;Next level visual shit&lt;br /&gt;I got that boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;How the beat bang, boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;Them chickens jackin' my style&lt;br /&gt;They try copy my swagger&lt;br /&gt;I'm on that next shit now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so 3008&lt;br /&gt;You so 2000 and late&lt;br /&gt;I got that boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;That future boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Let me get it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the supersonic boom&lt;br /&gt;Y'all hear the spaceship zoom&lt;br /&gt;When, when I step inside the room&lt;br /&gt;Them girls go ape-shit, uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all stuck on Super 8 shit&lt;br /&gt;That low-fi stupid 8 bit&lt;br /&gt;I'm on that HD flat&lt;br /&gt;This beat go boom boom bap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a beast when you turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Into the future cybertron&lt;br /&gt;Harder, faster, better, stronger&lt;br /&gt;Sexy ladies extra longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we got the beat that bounce&lt;br /&gt;We got the beat that pound&lt;br /&gt;We got the beat that 808&lt;br /&gt;That the boom, boom in your town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the place&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna get down&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;Will.i.am drop the beat now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, yup&lt;br /&gt;I be rockin' them beats, yup, yup&lt;br /&gt;I be rockin' them beats, y-y-yup, yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go, here we go, satellite radio&lt;br /&gt;Y'all gettin' hit with boom boom&lt;br /&gt;Beats so big I'm steppin' on leprechauns&lt;br /&gt;Shittin' on y'all with the boom boom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shittin' on y'all you with the boom boom&lt;br /&gt;Shittin' on y'all you with the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beat be bumpin', bumpin'&lt;br /&gt;This beat go boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beat be bumpin', bumpin'&lt;br /&gt;This beat go boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;Them chickens jackin' my style&lt;br /&gt;They try copy my swagger&lt;br /&gt;I'm on that next shit now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so 3008&lt;br /&gt;You so 2000 and late&lt;br /&gt;I got that boom boom boom&lt;br /&gt;That future boom boom boom&lt;br /&gt;Let me get it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;(Let the beat rock)&lt;br /&gt;Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;(Let the beat)&lt;br /&gt;Let the beat&lt;br /&gt;(Let the beat rock, rock, rock, rock)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-5682722255770281151?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/5682722255770281151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/boom-boom-pow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5682722255770281151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5682722255770281151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/boom-boom-pow.html' title='Boom Boom Pow!'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-7583562952646736304</id><published>2009-04-17T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:23:52.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts about Blogging.</title><content type='html'>Actually, what is the purpose of blogging?&lt;br /&gt;It is to keep a journal of what has happened in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of making it public?&lt;br /&gt;To let others know who we actually are?&lt;br /&gt;But then again, if you know your blog is public, will you rant in it honestly, or will you write things just for the sake of making yourself sound nice, intelligient, or emo?&lt;br /&gt;It is not actually your true self, is it?&lt;br /&gt;You know that others, the people around you, are gonna read what you write.&lt;br /&gt;You want to project a nice and positive image of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You will write about happy things and leave out your negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Once you overstep the border of niceness and rant abit, you will start feeling guilty and worried that your reputation will be threatened and people may start rethinking their perception of you as a happy-go-lucky-optimistic-friendly-approachable person, so you go back, reread that "awful" post, and delete it/save it as a draft, and then apologise for such an "angsty and so-not-me post" and try to cover up your true self with yet more happy-positive-cheerful postings.&lt;br /&gt;Some, on the other end of the spectre, may want to project an emo image of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so emo I'm so depressed I'm like the saddest kid in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life I hate school I hate the whole world Why don't you leave me alone but yes continue to read the emo posts about myself in my public blog please.&lt;br /&gt;You will then proceed to write about your negative and suicidal thoughts, in hope that others may think that you're cool, need help, or you're oh-so-independent and don't-give-a-fuck-about-what-others-think.&lt;br /&gt;Is that what blogging is about?&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be, for some people.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'm just an observer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also just another speck in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;An average girl studying design.&lt;br /&gt;I may be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question for now is,&lt;br /&gt;why are you reading my blog, then?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing this?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to know more about me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you just passing your time while waiting for the next event in your life to happen?&lt;br /&gt;What image am I projecting of myself?&lt;br /&gt;Am I a bitch, a loser, a nerd, or just a plain boring individual?&lt;br /&gt;What do I get from this?&lt;br /&gt;What do &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;, anonymous reader, get from reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-7583562952646736304?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/7583562952646736304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thoughts-about-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7583562952646736304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7583562952646736304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thoughts-about-blogging.html' title='Random thoughts about Blogging.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-145482911593061488</id><published>2009-04-15T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:07:57.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dance track I'm listening to has crows squawking in the background.</title><content type='html'>Last few days of bliss.&lt;div&gt;Better enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only lessons are like 1-2 hrs per day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait, it is only 4 hours on some days of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that not good enough for you, lazyarse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always thought that weekends should be more spread out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Wednesday should be considered a weekend, and Sunday, instead of Saturday and Sunday consecutively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then it wouldn't be called a "week&lt;u&gt;end&lt;/u&gt;" already, would it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, another mystery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I should crap more while I still have the time to.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah the sun is coming out.&lt;br /&gt;The rain has stopped!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-145482911593061488?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/145482911593061488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-track-im-listening-to-has-crows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/145482911593061488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/145482911593061488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-track-im-listening-to-has-crows.html' title='The dance track I&apos;m listening to has crows squawking in the background.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-5954706197504617707</id><published>2009-04-15T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:11:52.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;div&gt;I am addicted to dance tracks recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been listening to dance stations on iTunes...they're nice to listen to when you're quite bored, doing something which you should be putting your mind to but unable to because it's too damn boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music without lyrics is good when you're trying to focus on things because it is not too distracting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a rainy day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hate it hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope it will stop later in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-5954706197504617707?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/5954706197504617707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5954706197504617707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/5954706197504617707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1446376904776145980</id><published>2009-04-13T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:46:13.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I only eat chickens because I hate birds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"What have you been doing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this question.&lt;br /&gt;A few of my friends have asked me that recently and although I know that it's just an innocent question by well-meaning people, I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; loathe&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's because I haven't been doing much.&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; perfectionist&lt;/span&gt; side of me is sick and disgusted at how I am wasting my life away doing meaningless things everyday.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;procrastinator&lt;/span&gt; side of me is contented and wants me to slack more, chill and enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;It is a conflict.&lt;br /&gt;Like the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; angel &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;devil&lt;/span&gt; sitting on both sides of my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I give a chim answer, something like "I'm finding myself.", "I'm busy with projects." (I consider playing around in dreamweaver, reading and watching tv projects...do you? :x) "I'm busy...with stuff."&lt;br /&gt;Or just tell the truth?&lt;br /&gt;Decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple answer to that question is, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Nothing much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, the other annoying egoistical part of me will prevent me from saying that because it's quite embarassing really.&lt;br /&gt;While other people are having fun, socializing, traveling, working or doing other meaningful things, I am just spending my days lounging around meaninglessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I will just not reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Bad habit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird. Stop looking at me like that you slimeball.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and now I'm becoming lazy to even make blogskins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna read and read the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd better stop in case I damage my reputation forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1446376904776145980?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1446376904776145980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-only-eat-chickens-because-i-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1446376904776145980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1446376904776145980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-only-eat-chickens-because-i-hate.html' title='I only eat chickens because I hate birds.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1688800011951454018</id><published>2009-04-13T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:24:58.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny!!!</title><content type='html'>Found from the web...it's a collection of analogies and sentences that students actually wrote in their essays, from teachers all around USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website is &lt;a href="http://www.funny.com/cgi-bin/WebObjects/Funny.woa/wa/funny?fn=CGFWJ&amp;Funny_Jokes=Essays" target="_blank"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Shots rang out, as shots are won't to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-1688800011951454018?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1688800011951454018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1688800011951454018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1688800011951454018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny.html' title='Funny!!!'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1500544439854241791</id><published>2009-04-12T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:45:26.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock rocks my socks! :D</title><content type='html'>I have been working on a single blogskin for days!&lt;br /&gt;Super sian - the colours look differently on Firefox and Safari and I am sure it will look different on IE too!&lt;br /&gt;WHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;-_- Stupid browsers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I have developed this addiction to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The Killers'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; songs.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I used to dislike them, a few years back, until a few months back when I heard their new album(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Day &amp;amp; Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! IT'S AWESOME.).&lt;br /&gt;Weird leh.&lt;br /&gt;I used to dislike the way the lead singer sings and his voice.&lt;br /&gt;Now I think their lyrics are awesome and I don't mind the lead singer's voice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics are an important part of the song!&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I listen to a song, I will listen to the beat first, then the lyrics, before the tune.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I like dance tracks now too.&lt;br /&gt;Such a big change of preference.&lt;br /&gt;I used to only like rock songs that involves lead singers screaming their lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of rock songs, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GREEN DAY IS RELEASING THEIR NEW ALBUM IN MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's gonna be good!&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking there hasn't been any albums that have really caught my attention these few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;WHERE'S GOOD CHARLOTTE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WHERE'S GORILLAZ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHERE'S SIMPLE PLAN?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(okay they have released 2 new songs recently, but that IS &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT ENOUGH&lt;/span&gt;!!! Release a new album damnit!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;WHERE'S LINKIN PARK???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (it has been 1yr+ since &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Minutes to Midnight&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;I know creativity takes time, but I'm a fucking impatient fan.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Those are the bands that I truly admire.&lt;br /&gt;Bands that have come up recently don't really come close...&lt;br /&gt;Either their lyrics are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too shallow&lt;/span&gt;, or they s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ound the same&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;Oh, or their &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;music suck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Both their&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lyrics&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; rock. (just like the rest of the bands mentioned above)&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;21st CENTURY BREAKDOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.poofresh.co.cc/uploaded_images/21st-century-778377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://blog.poofresh.co.cc/uploaded_images/21st-century-778375.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&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/3214178557326235976-1500544439854241791?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1500544439854241791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/rock-rocks-my-socks-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1500544439854241791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1500544439854241791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/rock-rocks-my-socks-d.html' title='Rock rocks my socks! :D'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-7240350976545481879</id><published>2009-04-11T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:15:54.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another poem by E.E.Cummings</title><content type='html'>Just read this from the website given at the post below and I like this poem alot.&lt;br /&gt;It's by &lt;b&gt;E.E.Cummings&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity this busy monster,manunkind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not. Progress is a comfortable disease:&lt;br /&gt;your victim(death and life safely beyond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plays with the bigness of his littleness&lt;br /&gt;--electrons deify one razorblade&lt;br /&gt;into a mountainrange;lenses extend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish&lt;br /&gt;returns on its unself.&lt;br /&gt;                        A world of made&lt;br /&gt;is not a world of born--pity poor flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trees,poor stars and stones,but never this&lt;br /&gt;fine specimen of hypermagical&lt;br /&gt;ultraomnipotence. We doctors know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hopeless case if--listen:there's a hell&lt;br /&gt;of a good universe next door;let's go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-7240350976545481879?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/7240350976545481879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-poem-by-eecummings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7240350976545481879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7240350976545481879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-poem-by-eecummings.html' title='Another poem by E.E.Cummings'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-7363723493553474848</id><published>2009-04-11T14:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:06:41.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait - is that an alien?</title><content type='html'>Was bored and did some Facebook quizzes...&lt;br /&gt;The word "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E.E.Cumming&lt;/span&gt;" came up as one of the options for a "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What's Your Hippie Name&lt;/span&gt;" quiz I was doing, so being the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;curious innocent sweet young doe-eyed child&lt;/span&gt; I am (ahemcoughcoughcough you're just a no-life&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; damnit), I googled his name and found a page containing all of his 90+ poems.&lt;br /&gt;Here's one from &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/soho/8454/eec.htm" target="_blank"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;if seventy were young&lt;br /&gt;and death uncommon&lt;br /&gt;(forgiving not divine,&lt;br /&gt;to err inhuman)&lt;br /&gt;or any thine a mine&lt;br /&gt;--dingdong:dongding--&lt;br /&gt;to say would be to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if broken hearts were whole&lt;br /&gt;and cowards heroes&lt;br /&gt;(the popular the wise,&lt;br /&gt;a weed a tearose)&lt;br /&gt;and every minus plus&lt;br /&gt;--fare ill:fare well--&lt;br /&gt;a frown would be a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if sorrowful were gay&lt;br /&gt;(today tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;doubting believing and&lt;br /&gt;to lend to borrow)&lt;br /&gt;or any foe a friend&lt;br /&gt;--cry nay:cry yea--&lt;br /&gt;november would be may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you and i'd be quite&lt;br /&gt;zome such perfectionñ&lt;br /&gt;another i and you,&lt;br /&gt;is a deduction&lt;br /&gt;which(be it false or true)&lt;br /&gt;disposes me to shoot&lt;br /&gt;dogooding folk on sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't make much sense but I like the way it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uber sian.&lt;br /&gt;8 more days to the reopening of school.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice sunny day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-7363723493553474848?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/7363723493553474848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/was-bored-and-doing-facebook-quizzes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7363723493553474848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7363723493553474848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/was-bored-and-doing-facebook-quizzes.html' title='Wait - is that an alien?'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4720258457454224958</id><published>2009-04-10T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:15:00.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4D, toto, and gods.</title><content type='html'>Oh my 4D-or-whatever-D-creature!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Religion is overrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have always thought so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at how much priests and monks and whatever are earning nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Seriously siao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should take advice from that Facebook quiz and go become a monk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll be able to become rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I love sunny days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They make me feel alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rainy days seriously suck balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must control my temper and be a nicer person, both inside and outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, you can pretend to be all nice, helpful and friendly, but you may feel bitterness and resentment inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's called a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;facade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not good, not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If kindness comes from the inside, that will make you a far nicer person than just pretending to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno where I'm going with this; it just sprouted out from my sub-conscious mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will strive to control my temper and urges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learn the art of tahan-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that's what all the zen thing is about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tahan-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall abstain from money-sucking activities like going out and watching movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I haven't been, for the past month?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-_- Zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'M ZEN-ISH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, personally I think enlightenment is achieved only because the monks have starved themselves so much that they are hallucinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they dry up and die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because they had been STONing so much before their death, the "she li zi" or something (you know, the colourful stones that are produced when some holy monk is cremated) appears because they are STONES.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, this is just another of my random weird thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't done any research before typing this so don't come bugging me if you are a religious person or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have better things to do like watching air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should go and write a book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A book about weird theories and reasonings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mwahahhaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yah right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hallucinating and gaining enlightenment now, so don't bother laughing at the sheer nonsense of this idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are god, please don't strike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are that 4D creature out there, please don't poke me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O, have I offended thee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheesh I am so influenced by that video which Mr Lau showed us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the 4D thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humans are 3D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe there are more unknowns out there than we will ever know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cool idea eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so the bored little crap-emitting girl shall go and hibernate in her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-and-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shell now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4720258457454224958?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/4720258457454224958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/4d-toto-and-gods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4720258457454224958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4720258457454224958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/4d-toto-and-gods.html' title='4D, toto, and gods.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-6945377594233437816</id><published>2009-04-09T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:12:33.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU HAVE NO LIFE.</title><content type='html'>I am pretty &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;There's nothing much to do at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may sound crazy but I am actually happy that there is only one week left for this holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Too much of anything is not good&lt;/span&gt;...even relaxation and stress-free days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I'm building up my portfolio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And practising my skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dreamweaver &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; HTML&lt;/span&gt; skills have improved during this hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Dreamweaver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I love Photoshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG did i just type that!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am seriously a geek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I mentioned touching Flash a few posts before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I don't love Flash as much as Dreamweaver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd rather do animations in Photoshop rather than open up flash and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Flash is troublesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished reading "Fool" by Christopher Moore yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's an awesome book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love Brit Lit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-6945377594233437816?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/6945377594233437816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-have-no-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6945377594233437816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/6945377594233437816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-have-no-life.html' title='YOU HAVE NO LIFE.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4257701902775609823</id><published>2009-04-07T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:58:21.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hohoho.</title><content type='html'>Timetable's out.&lt;div&gt;It's okay I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday is gonna be crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8am to 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzzzzzz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I like the fact that lessons start at 1pm on Thursdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I hate having to wake up at 6am on all the other days, because lessons start at 8am everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtf it's earlier than 9am. (duh lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like it or not, I don't really have a choice, do I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4257701902775609823?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/4257701902775609823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/hohoho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4257701902775609823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4257701902775609823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/hohoho.html' title='Hohoho.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-4568031689900783267</id><published>2009-04-06T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:45:21.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamweaver is kickass awesomeness.</title><content type='html'>I like dreamweaver.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting the hang of it now and I know the difference between the various tags and stuff now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's very fun to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-4568031689900783267?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/4568031689900783267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreamweaver-is-kickass-awesomeness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4568031689900783267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/4568031689900783267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreamweaver-is-kickass-awesomeness.html' title='Dreamweaver is kickass awesomeness.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3141481892078206483</id><published>2009-04-06T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:45:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;table width="385" border="0" align="center" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="style1" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(222, 198, 173); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://www.peta.org/swf/testing123_mars.swf'" pluginspage="'http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" width="'335'" height="'255'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marscandykills.com?c=strmvid1"&gt;Learn more at MarsCandyKills.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Absolutely horrendous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3141481892078206483?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3141481892078206483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3141481892078206483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3141481892078206483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/wtf.html' title='Wtf'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-3978212524681715237</id><published>2009-04-06T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:55:52.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got mustard on your face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hello Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is yet another rainy day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stupid rain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sunshine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;darkness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rainy days make me moody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I am a boring person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing much to blog about in my dull life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I can't find the charger for the handphone which I'm using now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Samsung handphone which I got a few months ago was damaged stupidly during a quarrel with my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have to resort to switching between a few older handphones of various models and brands, and just nice I can't find the charger for this Nokia one because no one in my family uses Nokia anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow I can live with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can live without a handphone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's very important in this day and age, but sometimes I feel happier and freer without that mode of communication on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's in my personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be very antisocial somedays, and I can be very sociable on others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna go to the lib!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brain is longing for a good read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I'd rather be called fugly than stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Intelligence is something I can't live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(more than my handphone)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome, school's gonna start in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. The next term break will be like in just a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we have holidays more than we have lessons, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think and think, but I realise I do not have any solid opinion on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On one hand, I like it because it means more freedom and time to do whatever I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, my parents are paying for it so it means we're short-changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just go with the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Q: What have I done this long 2-month holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Build a website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA how useful, you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dweeb&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno why I'm so anti-human-relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should really spend more time building up my relationship with people around me, like friends and families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But often I'm either lazy or too selfish to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, I would rather spend more time doing my own things than to compromise to fit into others' schedules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No point brooding over something and getting all mopey and sad about it, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't know that you've made it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is only until you realise that you have made that mistake that you realise what that mistake is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is only when you have realised what your mistake is that you can correct it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooding about your problems only means you have stopped at the realisation bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the correction part that is the most useful part of the whole process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To end it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Round it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chill yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-3978212524681715237?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/3978212524681715237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/youve-got-mustard-on-your-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3978212524681715237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/3978212524681715237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/youve-got-mustard-on-your-face.html' title='You&apos;ve got mustard on your face.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-7801658603822547463</id><published>2009-04-05T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:14:04.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, joy.</title><content type='html'>*stares at blubber around waist and hips*&lt;div&gt;Oh &lt;i&gt;shit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The results of sitting around the whole day, stuffing myself with high-cal sugary and oily stuff, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relaxing too much&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I gained 3kg this holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wtf I'm massive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-7801658603822547463?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/7801658603822547463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7801658603822547463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7801658603822547463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-joy.html' title='Oh, joy.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-53865773584734368</id><published>2009-04-05T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:37:09.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life have I? Nop-.</title><content type='html'>Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;I hate rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No life have I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I no life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no life. *nods*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-53865773584734368?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/53865773584734368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-have-i-nop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/53865773584734368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/53865773584734368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-have-i-nop.html' title='Life have I? Nop-.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-103372257439803579</id><published>2009-04-04T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:50:29.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAYS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;New layout!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[nerd talk]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES THIS IS COURIER AND COURIER ROXXOR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SO DO BIGASS ARIAL WITH NEGATIVE LETTER SPACINGS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;[/nerd talk]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay imma go upload the rest of the files for the new layout now.&lt;br /&gt;Cpanel sucks but I can't seem to login using Cyberduck, the FTP client for mac.&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-103372257439803579?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/103372257439803579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/yays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/103372257439803579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/103372257439803579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/yays.html' title='YAYS.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-1775218380547551923</id><published>2009-04-02T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:28:37.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laadeedum workworkwork</title><content type='html'>Okay &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOPS&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forms don't work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna get it fixed tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I'm beat. x_x&lt;br /&gt;Just email me or tag if you wanna apply for anything, kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Although I said not to on the page. Ignore that please.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm working on a new layout!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a stroke of inspiration just now, surprisingly, and I came up with a complete front page mock-up on photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how my inspirations come so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;And I was thinking how I should get my ideas flowing for the nx few days just now.&lt;br /&gt;Guess that part's solved!&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;BUT the coding part is gonna drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll leave it for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And Regina's teaching me PHP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THANKS A TON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My savior! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to incorporate some flash into the new layout, cuz it will look more professional.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the new layout will be more professional looking, although the colours are still bright and bold.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I will be sorting out the different sections of the site so that everything will be neater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I have to get back to work on my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;commissioned&lt;/span&gt; work.&lt;br /&gt;Have been dragging quite long and the deadline's nearing, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Oh, and I'm gonna buy a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;.com&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHEE. :D&lt;br /&gt;It means not watching 2 movies, but I can live with that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more of a geek than a fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;(DMC...:( kenichi matsuyama!!!!!)&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/3214178557326235976-1775218380547551923?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/1775218380547551923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/laadeedum-workworkwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1775218380547551923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/1775218380547551923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/laadeedum-workworkwork.html' title='Laadeedum workworkwork'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-7427133294167512491</id><published>2009-04-01T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:17:56.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORKING ON IT.</title><content type='html'>I can't excess my email account at fion@poofresh.co.cc...&lt;div&gt;Oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which means I can't process the forms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I hate this layout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working on a new one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In flash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FLASH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm coming back to ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAIT FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay you have been sitting at the dock waiting for me all this while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just that I have been too blind to notice you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive me, give me another chance, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will treat you well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will push you to greater heights and achieve better results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now where did all that crap come from?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the WanBao on the table just now so I took it up to read it for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzz. I wonder why they even publish this kinda stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, there are elections in Indonesia now, there may be nuclear bombs developing in N.Korea, and all the editors of WanBao care about is some china woman who lied to sing in a nightclub because of her affair with some guy here?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLL-LLLOOO!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edison Chen's face is probably the only interesting thing on the cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He may be a *censored*........but he's still hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some people are willing to spend $540 just to chase FLH around sg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I admit I had done something like that before (the chasing bit), but the money is ludicrous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rich people. *shakes head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--Actually, I think that there's 2 types of people in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clever ones and the stupid ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clever ones happen to be at the top all the time and the stupid ones tend to be at the bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clever people know the tactics for exploitations, but when used on another clever person, the tactics may fail because the other clever person is able to see through them. And because the person may use such tactics too. However, when used on a stupid person, the stupid person will probably never think of employing such a tactic in his/her lifetime and hence will get fooled and become poorer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And. so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clever people exploits, stupid people gets cheated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desperate people generally fall more to the side of "stupid people", and better-looking people tend to fall on the side of "clever people" because they can exploit people with their looks, and they know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologise if I sound condescending or discriminating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just stating something in my opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The world goes round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3214178557326235976-7427133294167512491?l=whatthefion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/feeds/7427133294167512491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/working-on-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7427133294167512491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3214178557326235976/posts/default/7427133294167512491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthefion.blogspot.com/2009/04/working-on-it.html' title='WORKING ON IT.'/><author><name>FION!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='12' src='http://www.haonv.com/softimg/pic/c/cara007/1091457494_58030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3214178557326235976.post-7700841479604871251</id><published>2009-03-31T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:53:02.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening?</title><content type='html'>Whew, have been working&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; realllllyyy hard&lt;/span&gt; on this site.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll be opening it soon, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still a few bugs and errors that I'm gonna have to fix.&lt;br /&gt;Also some content that has not been added in yet.&lt;br /&gt;I have been staring at this layout for days now and it's making me sick.&lt;br /&gt;-_- Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie link exchanges are open! 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