<?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-8991957343959896966</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:33:07.307+08:00</updated><category term='Animal Cruelty'/><title type='text'>Life After High School</title><subtitle type='html'>Now that high school's over and done with, what's next?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316766082532921948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNc7vWkkE-U/TYZ2wewXFzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uyu_XHslp6M/s220/cockpit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-2922310343358183310</id><published>2010-08-06T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:52:09.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy Post #713</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been a little over an entire year since this blog was last updated! Oh man. Just had the sudden urge to blog over here since I just had an all-too-short mamak session with high school friends I haven't caught up with in ages. Will be leaving to the States next week to complete my degree and a small gathering with people who matter was very much called for. Had the greatest time hanging out with dearly missed high school friends. What a feeling it is to be chatting with incredible friends you have known for years but haven't met in months! Ate delicious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maggi mee goreng tak mau sayur tambah pedas&lt;/span&gt;, drank &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;milo kosong ais&lt;/span&gt; and best of all -had the company of irreplaceable friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that there are many kinds of awesomeness in friends, but high school ones possess a special kind. And that will remain cherished forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout-out to the friends who made it tonight: Teressa, Audrey, Jo Lin, Sindhu, Kayelvili, Mei Yi, Christine and Rashvinder. Thanks for making my week. It's been such a long time since I had such ease and fun times doing absolutely nothing but conversing. Always a pleasure to spend time with you happy lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the rest of my high school friends who contributed to the best teenage experience I've ever had: Thanks for lighting up my life. Studying isn't such a pain in the butt when people like you are around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until...next year? The horror! Take care, MGS-ians!&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/8991957343959896966-2922310343358183310?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/2922310343358183310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2010/08/cheesy-post-713.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/2922310343358183310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/2922310343358183310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2010/08/cheesy-post-713.html' title='Cheesy Post #713'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316766082532921948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNc7vWkkE-U/TYZ2wewXFzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uyu_XHslp6M/s220/cockpit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-8205336135210029268</id><published>2009-08-04T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:33:03.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Say Toothache?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From my blog posted yesterday. Enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today didn't turn out to be sucky. It turned out to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hellish&lt;/span&gt;. A combination of the five years of dental pain I had gone through back in high school couldn't compare to the ninety minutes of dental torment I underwent this afternoon. Thanks to the unexpectedly huge size of the ingrown tooth, the dentist had to extract it in four broken pieces. And the agony I had felt during those four moments had no precedent. My gum had to be injected about fourteen times throughout the surgery to (barely) numb the pain because it was that excruciating. Twice, I had thrashed and writhed in pain on the chair of doom. Twice, I went deaf and couldn't hear the heart-racing songs -bad idea- I had been listening to on my iPod. Twice, I stopped thinking. Twice, tears threatened to overflow but they couldn't because I was lying down on the chair of doom. So I came home and cried instead...for a total of three minutes since my naturally empty tear ducts didn't have many teardrops to spare. They are now drier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When pieces of the monster tooth were finally out, the dentist began stitching my gum. I have about eight or more stitches on my gum currently and was given two types of painkillers -which is the best part of the whole procedure, really. I had to swallow salivated blood for two hours after the surgery and couldn't talk at all. My father had come home for a short ten minutes to check on me since my mother had gone out for a while and found me sprawled in front of the TV, lifeless and emotionless. The dentist cautioned that it is going to take me one month for the gum to be completely healed. And that I was going to have to eat soft foods during that one month. Because if it doesn't heal as it should, I am going to have to go for a nerve treatment inwhich a hole would have to be drilled in my gum. After today, I would fast for life if it meant I would never have to go through that kind of brutal pain again. OK, maybe not. But I am praying and hoping that my gum will heal in His time. I truly can't thank God enough for seeing me through this harrowing and unimaginable ordeal. And the people who have expressed their concern, especially my family -who, at first, hadn't a clue that the surgery wasn't as painless as they thought it would be. I am blessed. And glad that this is behind me. For now, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I am going to have to smile less, talk less, complain (about food) less and sleep more. Brilliant. I am now traumatized for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cze1hACIjPA/SnfHrxw1XnI/AAAAAAAAAgA/wSAR5NW8SOs/s1600-h/bloodytooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cze1hACIjPA/SnfHrxw1XnI/AAAAAAAAAgA/wSAR5NW8SOs/s400/bloodytooth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365977035941699186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bloody tooth, literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-8205336135210029268?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/8205336135210029268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-you-say-toothache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8205336135210029268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8205336135210029268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-you-say-toothache.html' title='Can You Say Toothache?'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316766082532921948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNc7vWkkE-U/TYZ2wewXFzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uyu_XHslp6M/s220/cockpit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cze1hACIjPA/SnfHrxw1XnI/AAAAAAAAAgA/wSAR5NW8SOs/s72-c/bloodytooth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-8966667804225073851</id><published>2009-07-26T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:23:16.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Cruelty'/><title type='text'>Sign to end Fur Trading</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.petatv.com/swf/video.swf?v=fur_farm_high" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="335" height="255" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.furisdead.com/pledge-furfree.asp?c=cfsv"&gt;Pledge to go fur-free at PETA.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.peta.org/feat/ChineseFurFarms/index.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS, please please visit the link above and sign the petition to end fur trading in China. They tortured the animals like foxes, raccoons, etc, skinning them alive and dumping their bodies in the cold, leaving them to die. U can watch the vid to know what I mean. I am now too distraught with the vid to really help describe it for u guys. Really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can skip the muvee, but plz plz help sign the petition. To those whom I sent the email where you can sign on it straightaway, du pass it on to everyone else you knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help these poor animals. It wouldnt cost you a thing except five minutes of your time. Thanks so much to those whu signed *bows*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-8966667804225073851?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/8966667804225073851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/07/sign-to-end-fur-trading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8966667804225073851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8966667804225073851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/07/sign-to-end-fur-trading.html' title='Sign to end Fur Trading'/><author><name>Phish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04298836352937457623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TspMplAeN7I/TFgh8HwYCbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/xZlCyCElxlE/S220/gal3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-972338877393323668</id><published>2009-07-11T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:39:16.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Status: Revived (for Now)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note #1: Deathly long post ahead. Note #2: If you wish to contribute in the blog, please  give me your &lt;/span&gt;Gmail/Blogger&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; email address via &lt;/span&gt;Facebook &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;email or drop a line over at the &lt;/span&gt;Chatbox &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the right panel of the blog. Sorry if you have actually done any of the above but received no response. As everyone knows, the blog was in the grave for a while.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note #3: This note is already incredibly long. Pardon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my feeble attempt to revive this blog which is currently buried six feet under the World Wide Web ground. It is amazing to think that half a year has already gone by since we’ve left high school. Some of us have begun college. Some of us have yet to begin college. Some of us are in the sixth form in school. Some of us have gone or are going abroad. Some of us have gone or are going to different states in the country. Some of us are working. Some of us have survived National Service. Some of us are diabolically escaping from it. (Ahem.) Some of us are toiling under the desk lamp in preparation for the examination. Some of us are rotting away during the semester break -such as, uh, me. And one thing’s for sure: All of us have moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes without saying that the beginning of my college life was not pleasant. At all. The transition was unbearably difficult in the first few months and I had missed high school a whole ton that every single day in college seemed like a dread to me. I still do miss school now, when I reminisce about the good ol’ times spent with spectacular friends, but I don’t miss it as much anymore because I have grown to love college. And the friends in college I have come to know and trust also keep me going each day. Truly, I am very thankful that God has blessed me with the greatest friends in college because I can’t imagine befriending anyone as awesome as the friends I have now. But of course, the feeling is subjective and differs with each individual in college. I am just feeling very blessed, that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly, I know that the friends I have obtained throughout my schooling years have made the greatest impact on me. Since high school has been a formative period in my adolescence, I can say with conviction that I am who I am now thanks to the people I was surrounded with during my first form right until my fifth form in school. Sadly, I know I won’t be the same a few years or even months down the road from where I am now. Because as I delve into a whole new environment with new people, I will change. But I am willing for the change to be a good one. And that I will never stop growing and learning, not only academically, but mentally, emotionally and spiritually. And physically, of course. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I daydream about being in an MGS classroom -paying attention to the teacher in front, or sleeping in plain sight, or both- surrounded by familiar friends I am comfortable with and have known for eons. But these moments are slowly vanishing. But the blissful memories I have of high school and everything that came with it -friends, teachers, uniform, tuitions, exams, canteen food, fixed schedules, school rules, daily assembly, nightmarish toilet, i-can-go-on-and-on- will forever be etched in my head. Although I am now living in the moment and embracing my college life, the life I had had as a schooling student will always be missed. College has taught me a lot about myself in a way. I realized that I don’t deal very well with change…and that I am not always as strong as I think I am…and that sometimes the most unexpected people can turn out to matter a lot in your life. And though I have moved on now, I am still looking back to the past every now and then; just to keep the memories fresh and to find undiluted joy in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly hope that the friends I have made in high school will remain in my life for a very long time despite the separate ways many of us are taking. Keeping in touch, I have discovered, is not such an easy task. At all. I apologize for not making time to catch up with some of you when I always could but just didn’t take the effort. I hope you are all coping well with college/work/sixth form in general and make the right decisions in everything you do. I am going into my third semester of college next month and still marvel at how insanely fast time sprints. Pretty soon we’d all be graduating/working/married/all three/a combination of the three. Oy. That is a daunting prospect. But as always, every phase in life has something marvelous to offer…and after having an amazing adolescence, I am ready for what’s next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. A superbly long post for the revival of this blog. I truly hope some of you can post once in a while about how life is going for you, just to catch up indirectly and never lose touch with each other. I am only now looking forward to a high school reunion in the future, when we are no longer kids in the physique but kids at heart. Or maybe a couple of reunions prior to that, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I am still crazy for David Archuleta. I still love reading good books and writing nonsensical ramblings. I do not have a significant other in college, only really good friends. I am still the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeo Jian Ju&lt;/span&gt; you know…with a bit of sanity removed. But just a bit. Ha-ha, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till…the next semester break? Aiyaya. Will post here as often as I can. Signing off now. Take care always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-972338877393323668?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/972338877393323668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-status-revived-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/972338877393323668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/972338877393323668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-status-revived-for-now.html' title='Blog Status: Revived (for Now)'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316766082532921948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNc7vWkkE-U/TYZ2wewXFzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uyu_XHslp6M/s220/cockpit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-3000372472253796325</id><published>2009-06-29T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:02:39.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Movie, Transformer 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGps9fraI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JJYfe7E8dUk/s1600-h/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGps9fraI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JJYfe7E8dUk/s320/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605839387504034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle of the Autobots and Decepticons continues!! Hahaha.. I know. I am currently in the Transformer mood. I watched this show yesterday and i have to say it.. THE MOVIE ROCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a must watch movie!! The graphics are BRILLIANT and the plot was so extravagant. LOL.. Mayb i'm over rating it but seriously, it's a good movie!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch if you have not!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, Teressa and myself made way to Aeon Bukit Tinggi to buy advance ticket. Since it's new and currently labled HOT show of the season, i kinda figured if we buy on the day we wanted to watch together, we'll end up at the BOTTOM of the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the place, there was a super LONG line cuing up to buy tickets. I have no patience to actually wait in THAT long line. Then i saw this lable pointing to a new line. It says "Transformer 2: Revenge of the Fallen (advance ticket)" and it was empty. Happily, i skipped my way through a few teens who are unsure to line up here or with the long line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right. it was only for people to buy advance ticket for the movie. When we were choosing the place, middle line was fully booked and i was kind of unhappy that we have to settle with the side seats but it was at least higher than the empty middle lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we turn around to leave the place, the former "empty line" was then FILLED with people and it was as long as the other line. I told Teressa that we were lucky to be the first. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie with Mei Shen, Teressa, and Kayel.. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i have not watched such good movie for a LOONNGGG time. Yea, even Terminator Salvation didn't leave much effect in me. Somehow this movie has more fight scenes than the previous Transformer. There are even additional funny and adorable new Transformers around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGvok8T0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/oeOyeKvCMrY/s1600-h/Skids+%26+Mudflap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGvok8T0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/oeOyeKvCMrY/s320/Skids+%26+Mudflap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605941289996098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the twin Autobots!!! They are the new additional to the movie and they are soooo cute and funny!! hahaha.. If you have watched the movie, you'll know what i'm talking about.. The movie has it's funny parts and a few sarcastic moments.. overall, you'll feel all sorts of emotions during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat beside Kayel during the movie.. she laugh SOOO loud during funny moments that i had to constantly tell her to chill.. LOL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-3000372472253796325?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/3000372472253796325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot-movie-transformer-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3000372472253796325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3000372472253796325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot-movie-transformer-2.html' title='Hot Movie, Transformer 2'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGps9fraI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JJYfe7E8dUk/s72-c/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-5789244533419044165</id><published>2009-06-08T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:05:20.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE BYE BITCHES! :P</title><content type='html'>(firstly, i dont really mean it(the title) its just eye grabbing:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;College: Raffles International College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Course: Advance Diploma in Fashion Designing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Location: Ampang, KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Duration: 2&amp;amp;1/2 years (as of July 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my apartment!!(last sun) awefully(not sure how to spell that) excited about moving out:) :) :) freedommmm!!!! but it also means i gotta do my own laundry(bad) and i'm gonna miss home cooked food(sad)... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to the apartment, its awesome! its a 6-7 people sharing apartment. i'll be sharign the master bedroom along with two other girls. and master bedroom tenants get a personal bathroom equipped with a bath tub! (jackpot!) hahah! it comes with a kitchen and washing machine! [note to self-gotta figure out how both works] xD oh, oh and the whole apartment is air conditioned! candy sweet! xP oh, no astro however. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all welcome to crash whenever! Its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIRECTLY &lt;/span&gt;behing raffles so go google raffles location and there it is! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia misses u. xoxoxoox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: was never a genuis at spelling so yyeah! ignore spelling errors :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-5789244533419044165?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/5789244533419044165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-bye-bitches-p.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/5789244533419044165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/5789244533419044165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-bye-bitches-p.html' title='BYE BYE BITCHES! :P'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963235040041368872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaDZTEMnxlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6vcnx9SEMzk/S220/123485153848344.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-7844575220197617085</id><published>2009-05-20T16:17:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:05:08.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distributing 2008 Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello there! Kok Yen's here. Recently, I uploaded my collection of formal photos taken in school from 2007-2008 in Facebook since I had the soft copies of them. Upon uploading, Joe Jian requested for the soft copies. I realized that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I still have the soft copies of some photos taken for school magazine in 2008 so I thought of distributing them here&lt;/span&gt; since I'm very free to dig out photos for you guys - I have another one to two weeks left before my college resumes in June. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;If your picture was published in the magazine, I probably have it (provided I did a back up for that event).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Below is the list of events where the photographs are still available:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For Class of 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;SPM Result Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For Class of 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Bengkel Teknik Belajar SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Mesyuarat Agong Koperasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Merentas Desa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Gotong-Royong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Majlis Anugerah Kecemerlangan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;IU Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Majlis Graduasi Restumu Kejayaanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(the picture of us going up the stage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for not keeping photos of formal pictures. I did not make a back up copy for big folders so I only have some smaller events. For &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;formal pictures&lt;/span&gt;, I only have some of those with me in the pictures. By the way, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;they are all uploaded on my Facebook. Tag yourself there if you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;4 Pintar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Prefectorial Board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Hazel/Red House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ping Pong Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;School Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;5 Dedikasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Prefectorial Board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Editorial Board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ping Pong Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Choir Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;School Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I don't mind sharing my personal collection of photos too. I still keep photos of events like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;trips, holiday, camp, party, gathering, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to contact me online. You can find me easily at &lt;a href="http://www.kyension.blogspot.com/"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt;, Facebook, Friendster, MSN. You can make your request through my email too: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;kyension@hotmail.com.&lt;/span&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/8991957343959896966-7844575220197617085?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/7844575220197617085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/05/distributing-2008-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7844575220197617085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7844575220197617085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/05/distributing-2008-photos.html' title='Distributing 2008 Photos'/><author><name>Kok Yen, Staci Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08795103530849795482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtvrrxmm-Fc/TwH6Z17oH4I/AAAAAAAAE1k/yDZFOsaVAWI/s220/Threshold_Green.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-1839729767475336744</id><published>2009-05-01T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:01:56.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ex-MGS-ians Mamak Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tarikh: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Saturday, 2nd May '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempat: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Esso Mamak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Masa: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.30PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha. Hope to see you guys there tomorrow! It's been a while since we've last been within a two-meter radius of each other. Looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-1839729767475336744?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/1839729767475336744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/05/ex-mgs-ians-mamak-reunion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/1839729767475336744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/1839729767475336744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/05/ex-mgs-ians-mamak-reunion.html' title='Ex-MGS-ians Mamak Reunion'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316766082532921948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNc7vWkkE-U/TYZ2wewXFzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uyu_XHslp6M/s220/cockpit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-7261798584802715827</id><published>2009-04-26T16:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:26:48.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cautious on the Road!!</title><content type='html'>This post was also in my other blog, Chains of Memories but not all of you people here goes there and read so... might as well post it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened a week ago but i'm gonna blog about it.. it's probably a good&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to those who are like me, just started driving and just got the P license in their hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago my aunt and uncle came down to Klang for the weekends... My aunt gotta go to KLIA to take a plane to Kota Kinabalu for a holiday trip.. my uncle sent her there while my cousins, bro, my mum and I went to church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the church, my mum's phone rang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum  : Hello?? Ah yes, Tuck Sung (my unc)...&lt;br /&gt;Others : *silence* o.o???&lt;br /&gt;Mum  : uh huh.. HA?! You met in an accident?!&lt;br /&gt;Others : O.O!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum : You're alright? oh.. your fine..&lt;br /&gt;Others : *sigh of relieve*&lt;br /&gt;Mum : *puts down phone* Your dad met in an accident so i'm gonna drop you all in church and go get your uncle (my dad) and go to him (my unc) &lt;&lt; (she was addressing this to my cousins..)&lt;br /&gt;Others : *nods head*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/3817/monkeys8rq7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went to church and Pastor's wife, aunt Jane prayed for my unc.. man... it was such a shocking news... it was only 8.30 in the morning for crying out loud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we got home, we got the story from the poor victim himself... this was what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uncle drving at 90 kmph in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SLOW&lt;/span&gt; lane (relax driving) since it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;EARLY&lt;/span&gt; morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he heard a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOUD&lt;/span&gt; bang and the nect thing he knew it, his car was spinning...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUCKILY, his car hit a cement divider and came to a stop.. he look up to the other car.. it was flying and flipping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My uncle look out for the driver and fortunately, the guy who was a malay crawled out from his car which was then, scrap metal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My uncle had his head wounded and end up with 2 stitches... According to the reckless driver, he was sleepy... my uncle said he was actually driving at least 150kmph... what an excuse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle's car needs MAJOR repair while the other car is indeed..&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;SCRAP METAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. i'm not being mean but i kinda find the part when my cousin said "it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;scrap metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/7588/onion49vs8.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scrap metal WAS a Myvy.. owh.. this is probably a tip for you if you're reading... Even though the car flipped a few rounds, the air bag of the car &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DID NOT&lt;/span&gt; pop out... i repeat.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DID NOT POP OUT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle's view was 3 rounds but when my unc was spinning, that car was probably already flipping..&lt;img src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/9623/onion08ci5.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;.. so imagine... so if it's possible, you should think twice about that car... i think it's only that car... btw, the other guy was driving a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2 month old&lt;/span&gt; Myvy car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's it... but before i go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you who drive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE BE CAREFUL ON THE ROAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE SAFE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might never know what will happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-7261798584802715827?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/7261798584802715827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/04/cautious-on-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7261798584802715827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7261798584802715827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/04/cautious-on-road.html' title='Cautious on the Road!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-7450070630981942883</id><published>2009-04-20T14:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:13:28.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari kecemerlangan</title><content type='html'>here's some pics for 'life after high school', taken in high school, with high schoolmates. =) i miss y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who went? err..&lt;br /&gt;JJu, the best student for Add Maths&lt;br /&gt;Ashlea, the BS for Eng,&lt;br /&gt;PShan, the BS for Maths and Science,&lt;br /&gt;BYi, the BS for Sejarah,&lt;br /&gt;JJian, the BS for Arts,&lt;br /&gt;Sarlini, the BS for Chem and EST&lt;br /&gt;WLynn, the BS for Eng Lit,&lt;br /&gt;GMei, the BS for Moral Studies, Basic Econs, and Perdagangan,&lt;br /&gt;MYi, the BS for SPM plus BM, Bio, and Physics,&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Athira, the BS for Principle of Accounting,&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Idayu, the BS for BM Sastera,&lt;br /&gt;Nurhanisah, the BS for Islamic studies&lt;br /&gt;Kyen,&lt;br /&gt;CHong,&lt;br /&gt;Jolin,&lt;br /&gt;JNee,&lt;br /&gt;XYi,&lt;br /&gt;LLing,&lt;br /&gt;Ruby,&lt;br /&gt;LTeng,&lt;br /&gt;Tharchana,&lt;br /&gt;PFung,&lt;br /&gt;Jaskiran,&lt;br /&gt;Zanoah,&lt;br /&gt;MEr,&lt;br /&gt;SLei,&lt;br /&gt;Eve,&lt;br /&gt;Me. =)&lt;br /&gt;MGS t'chers.&lt;br /&gt;some MGS current students plus.&lt;br /&gt;parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5fKFDQGBdI/SewZBIg8VKI/AAAAAAAAAns/eWc5GjBHAYQ/s1600-h/CIMG0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.H(specialist) went sumthing like: ' Where did u graduate from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(H.O) 1 : Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(H.O) 2 : U.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(H.O) 3 : Indon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.H : So what is so important about this bone(utters some out-of this-world-term)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russia, answer me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.O. 1 : (stares blankly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of H.O.s : (continue staring blankly, trying to use all their brain matter..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.H. : Oh, here comes Manipal. What's the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manipal H.O : erm...(answers wrongly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.H: Dont give me this crap la. Whatever you learn you flushed down the toilet alreadi ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( starts giving them anotomy lessons)...You HAVE TO remember this till the day you die! okayyy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlea: (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tries to hold back from laughing all this while&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day. surgical ward- Case : 32-year old unmarried pregnant woman stabbed herself.&lt;br /&gt;which was pretty much the most exciting case of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3-BEST DAY EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I got the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;most-incredible&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;lucky-jaw dropping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;adrenaline-pumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-hip-swaying-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;body-shivering-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;feet-in-the-&lt;br /&gt;air-opportunity&lt;/span&gt; !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into the O.T.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for those of u whu r a lil' slow, its OPERATION THEATRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! after my poor legs had to run from one building to another to seek for permission! but it was so worth it!!!!! :) * grins from ear to ear*&lt;br /&gt;first thing first, we had to change to the blue gown (like the ones u see on grey's) ..hehe.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;with the cap and mask as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the O.T. was frezzing cold...and i mean freezing..at 16 degreess...and the clothes we were wearing..it was barely enuf...christine's fingers even turned blue...aiikss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1st op&lt;/span&gt;. was the removal of abscess from the breast by incision. the incision was about 8 cm long!!!( abscess is a collection of pus, whittish-yellow ewww substance..) gross.icky..but part of the job. ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2nd op.&lt;/span&gt; tracheotomy.didnt know much bout it b4 dis,but gosh, u'all shd be so lucky u dun need a breathing device to help u breathe!! as u can probably guess, its a surgery whereby a tube is inserted into the opening of the patients trachea so that air can immediately reach the lungs..no more using the nose or mouth to take in air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Precautions*&lt;br /&gt;Doctors perform emergency tracheotomies as last-resort procedures. They are done only if the patient's windpipe is obstructed and the situation is life-threatening.( Barone, J 2002)&lt;www.healthatoz.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama!drama! i hear it calling my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third and final one we managed to watch was the C-section!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yays!! and honestly i never thought it would happened but i shed a few tears when i saw the baby! and it was a baby boy!!!!! so adorable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i love the surgeons in dis op.!&lt;br /&gt;they are the ones whu &lt;em&gt;layan&lt;/em&gt;-ed us the most la..&lt;br /&gt;whhheeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;here goes a part of our conversation:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.X : Do you know what dis is? ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;points to this red round red thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlea : ermmm....no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.X : It's the uterus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlea : But it doesnt look anything like the ones in the book!!!!!!!!!!!!(it-seriously-doesnt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.X : (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fidgets with it..and shows the way it's drawn in the book..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlea : owwhh....(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but still a lil' unbelieving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..) Could you show me the fallopian tube?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.X : (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uses forceps and points to f.t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;here are the ovaries ..(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and flipping the organs over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Ah! This is the bowel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlea : (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Millions of things running through her head!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;note to self: get ready to be surprised &amp;amp; remember to brush up on anatomy and physiology before entering o.t. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/www.healthatoz.com&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-5059836301493359173?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/5059836301493359173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/5059836301493359173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/5059836301493359173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first.html' title='my first.'/><author><name>Ashlea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11649927444248018710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-13658271743992590</id><published>2009-03-27T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:56:50.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up, people!</title><content type='html'>Why is the blog. D. E. A. D??? Where are all you monkeys out there? XDD Its so quiet now over here =.= Just simply spam in the comment area lah, peeps xDD Its livelier! Throw the damn cbox out! *headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs* I was just stopping by to say hi XPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-13658271743992590?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/13658271743992590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/wake-up-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/13658271743992590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/13658271743992590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/wake-up-people.html' title='Wake up, people!'/><author><name>Phish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04298836352937457623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TspMplAeN7I/TFgh8HwYCbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/xZlCyCElxlE/S220/gal3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-3099728652765520142</id><published>2009-03-22T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:43:18.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle is undergoing a bypass surgery in early April and the surgeon has requested us to gather a minimum of 6 people to help donate fresh blood of type &lt;strong&gt;AB&lt;/strong&gt; just as standby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you are of that blood group, would really appreciate it if you could help. Please do spread the word around within our friends too.&lt;br /&gt;Just reply this message to me and we'll make arrangements from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Audrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-3099728652765520142?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/3099728652765520142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-friends-my-uncle-is-undergoing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3099728652765520142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3099728652765520142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-friends-my-uncle-is-undergoing.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey Wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116277803702417283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-7513150477765971783</id><published>2009-03-15T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:16:54.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;POST YOUR RESULTS NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LMAO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Juz kidding, mates :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dun kill me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I knw this had nothing to do with anything but wat the heck, ya? Wanna keep this blog alive a little XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-7513150477765971783?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/7513150477765971783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7513150477765971783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7513150477765971783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/results.html' title='Results???'/><author><name>Phish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04298836352937457623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TspMplAeN7I/TFgh8HwYCbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/xZlCyCElxlE/S220/gal3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-3519754175411004939</id><published>2009-03-07T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:34:29.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Braceface! Who, me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Warning: Insignificant story ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a known fact that I have been wearing dental braces for a while now. And it is not a known fact that I have been having metal in my mouth for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;five &lt;/span&gt;years to date. And it is an even lesser known fact that my dental braces have been removed the night before last. I am still getting used to having my teeth being metal-free after having worn braces for an immensely long time. I don't think I can even remember a time before The Braces. During those five years, my teeth have underwent almost all possible situations ever. They have been fractured, sawed, screwed, scraped, loosened, binded, removed and x-rayed. Clearly, my teeth deserve the title of Most Problematic Teeth. Also, I have a perfectionist for an orthodontist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain unforgettable things the orthodontist have said to me during my time with The Braces:&lt;br /&gt;- "You are the longest patient I've ever had."&lt;br /&gt;- "Your braces will come off before your SPM examination."&lt;br /&gt;- "I will get your braces off before Christmas."&lt;br /&gt;- "I will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try &lt;/span&gt;to remove your braces before the Chinese New Year."&lt;br /&gt;- "So you are in your first year of high school?"&lt;br /&gt;- "I saw you walking around your college the other day."&lt;br /&gt;- "I spotted you in the newspaper last week and thought to myself, 'Ah, so my patient has been in the papers...but not the dentist.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life post-braces has been highly weird so far. I talk funny, my teeth feel unreal and like plastic and my smile seems extra wide. I dare say that I miss the metal in my mouth but I am thankful my teeth are, finally, metal-free now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-3519754175411004939?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/3519754175411004939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/braceface-who-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3519754175411004939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3519754175411004939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/braceface-who-me.html' title='Braceface! Who, me?'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316766082532921948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNc7vWkkE-U/TYZ2wewXFzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uyu_XHslp6M/s220/cockpit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-1964559240983191424</id><published>2009-03-06T16:38:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:27:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JASON effin' MRAZ!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDvleo_ZJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/e3j4ZXLYnZ0/s1600-h/jmraz+msia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDvleo_ZJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/e3j4ZXLYnZ0/s320/jmraz+msia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310007387829003410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm honestly still hung over from meeting the man himself, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JASON MRAZ&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know where to start... so, i figured I'll start at the end which also happened to be the highlight of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;MEETING JASON MRAZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDk0RmaKwI/AAAAAAAAADI/FEF6HsQC014/s1600-h/n773650289_6102215_2084737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDk0RmaKwI/AAAAAAAAADI/FEF6HsQC014/s320/n773650289_6102215_2084737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309995547398646530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone of us were busy asking for autographs. So his &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;manager&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;goes &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Okay, lets have a group photo,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a picture with Jason, he was being ushered back to his room as he had to leave for Singapore the following day at 4.00am for a 5.00am flight. But that wasn't before I got to hug him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I: Jason, can I get a hug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason: Suuure.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Thank you.&lt;/span&gt; (He mumbled when he hugged me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I: Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And just for the record Jason hugs pretty tight! Gah!!!! And he's &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;REALLY REALLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nice to hug! You can feel all those muscles!! A way better hugger than  Joey Zehr, Kyle Patrick, Jared Leto, Danny O'Donoghue or anyone i ever hugged in my opinion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HOW WE MET HIM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and some friends went to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRADERS HOTEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after the concert to find out from some other fans there that he has already arrived! We thought... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Damn! How the hell are we to meet him now?&lt;/span&gt; (because we were planning on meeting him when he arrived at the entrance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went up and down all 34 floors of the hotel just speculating on which floor he might be on and then came back down with nothing! Then while waiting....&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; TOCA &lt;/span&gt;APPEARS! (he's plays the percussion in Jason's band)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDorGfy-cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gct8XlIhsuY/s1600-h/toca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDorGfy-cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gct8XlIhsuY/s320/toca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309999787845810626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Toca ladies and gentleman!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Toca came down for a smoke with a baldie who plays the trombone or some instrument you blow on! We circled them and took some pictures with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbI9iGNcYeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pbB2JkC0Bps/s1600-h/2637_68485912744_575772744_1546375_7892444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbI9iGNcYeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pbB2JkC0Bps/s320/2637_68485912744_575772744_1546375_7892444_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310374566615081442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(picture of proof is NOW available!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soon after their cigarettes finished they went back up. The bummer? The lift doen't display numbers. So we couldn't tell which floor they went to! However, we still decided to go up since Tasha(a friend) got hungry. So we went to the 5th floor and standing right there before of our god given eyes..........&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JASON MRAZ &amp;amp; BAND &amp;amp; CREW &amp;amp; CO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia(another friend) was lifeless! She just stood there staring! I remembered shaking her hard! But still nothing! I was practically yelling at her... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAKE A PICTURE! TAKE A PICTURE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it all happened.. his manager went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bla bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;*rewind*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE CONCERT KICKED ASS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to be there to know what I'm rambling on about!&lt;br /&gt;But since you missed it.... here's a teaser of what the atmosphere was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDr5ealxbI/AAAAAAAAADg/zxRK2FMJFGU/s1600-h/mrazcrowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDr5ealxbI/AAAAAAAAADg/zxRK2FMJFGU/s320/mrazcrowd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310003333319476658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The crowd! I dare say every seat in the stadium was filled!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDrdl4EnXI/AAAAAAAAADY/7r8_RVx0zeA/s1600-h/mrazd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDrdl4EnXI/AAAAAAAAADY/7r8_RVx0zeA/s320/mrazd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310002854285843826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The awesome performer live on big screen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDuKNzIxoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/p0TMzVqCL_0/s1600-h/mrazband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDuKNzIxoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/p0TMzVqCL_0/s320/mrazband.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310005819940062850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The trumpets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDuyrP6IiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W0-f7gx1KR0/s1600-h/mrazx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDuyrP6IiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W0-f7gx1KR0/s320/mrazx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310006515040133666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The band!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDtqsPDQbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fdZ_igcRZ6c/s1600-h/3329985781_eacda49038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDtqsPDQbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fdZ_igcRZ6c/s320/3329985781_eacda49038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310005278354391474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Have a good night. Drive safe everybody!~JasonM&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's what you didnt miss: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason &lt;/span&gt;singing&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 'Lucky'&lt;/span&gt; with a chinese singer named &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Penny&lt;/span&gt;! SHE KILLED THE SONG! Boo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT UP TO PLAY IN MALAYSIA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;APRIL: DAVID ARCHULETA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MAY: THE CLICK FIVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;POST MAY: PUSSYCAT DOLLS &amp;amp; BRITNEY SPEARS!!/PUSSYCAT DOLLS &amp;amp; LADY GAGA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-1964559240983191424?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/1964559240983191424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/jason-effin-mraz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/1964559240983191424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/1964559240983191424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/jason-effin-mraz.html' title='JASON effin&apos; MRAZ!!!!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963235040041368872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaDZTEMnxlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6vcnx9SEMzk/S220/123485153848344.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SbDvleo_ZJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/e3j4ZXLYnZ0/s72-c/jmraz+msia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-4249824212790775707</id><published>2009-03-06T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:14:37.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Official!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH 12 IS THE DAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Be afraid. Be very afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Keke~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;XD&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/8991957343959896966-4249824212790775707?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/4249824212790775707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/4249824212790775707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/4249824212790775707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-official.html' title='Its Official!!!'/><author><name>Phish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04298836352937457623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TspMplAeN7I/TFgh8HwYCbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/xZlCyCElxlE/S220/gal3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-8035468972935525451</id><published>2009-03-06T01:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T03:01:01.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late At Night!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, here's the thing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;EXCLUDING&lt;/span&gt; all who have started college but include yourself if you want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you peeps stay up LATE at night doing just anything to make your night exciting or try to make your eyes just shut??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;PUT UP YOU HANDS!!!&lt;/span&gt; *waves*(i didn't mean it literally) =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if you were to look at the time this post was put up, you'll know i'm one of those &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Night People&lt;/span&gt;... There are simply 2 kind of people... i dont know if this is true (seriously.. i just heard from somewhere)... *drum rolls*&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Night People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Morning people&lt;/span&gt;... (it's obvious, i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night people are those who just can't sleep early... they gotta sleep real late... but when it comes to the morning, man, they would need a pail of water to wake them up if it's 6am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning people... the vice versa of night people... wakes up early.. will just lie &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;KO&lt;/span&gt;  X__X on the bed before the clock strikes midnight... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are stuck in between, those who can alter or can sleep late and wake up early... well, I don't know which category u fall in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those who sleeps early and wakes up late... well, you're just plain &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LAZY&lt;/span&gt;!!! hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-8035468972935525451?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/8035468972935525451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/late-at-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8035468972935525451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8035468972935525451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/late-at-night.html' title='Late At Night!!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-7535317894971762801</id><published>2009-03-03T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:30:03.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote!!!!</title><content type='html'>hello people! this is mei yi..sorry the name in the blog is ty..that time when i created the account just randomly put the soft toy name..:) by the way.. need you guys' help in something..just doing my sister a favour actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to the following link and vote for ethan wong.. there are two links below..make sure you click both..one for cover model one more for babies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mumcentre.com/index.php?option=com_rsgallery2&amp;Itemid=&amp;page=vote&amp;catid=2370&amp;picid=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mumcentre.com/index.php?option=com_rsgallery2&amp;Itemid=0&amp;page=vote&amp;catid=2375&amp;picid=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much !!!!!! lol..dun ask me win get what..i also dunno..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-7535317894971762801?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/7535317894971762801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7535317894971762801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7535317894971762801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote.html' title='Vote!!!!'/><author><name>Mei Yi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866049399844549793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-24182594693969023</id><published>2009-03-03T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:24:36.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like to Remind Everyone of The Terror-In-Waiting</title><content type='html'>XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means SPM, my dear frens. I m sure this 'BIG' thing is hard to escape from your minds, since its important and bla bla. I knw sum of you are already in college so SPM may not be that important to you but w/e lah. I m not here to debate on how SPM is important for us or not. Just here to announce that the results are said to be coming out on the 2nd week of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the newspaper. So nice of it to not be more specific. Whereas, Kayel leaked it out to me that it was on 15th or 16th of March. I had been around forums (Malaysian ones) and they informed me that the official date is actually on March 12. Whatever the date is, I guess it did be a nerve-wrecking day for us =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, my groups of friends actually wanna go out shopping together after taking our results XDD It did be a hell of a day, I m sure. So, wish u guys an early good luck and saving sum for myself as well! =^^= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope that our second week of March isnt the worst wek we are going to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-24182594693969023?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/24182594693969023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-like-to-remind-everyone-of-terror-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/24182594693969023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/24182594693969023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-like-to-remind-everyone-of-terror-in.html' title='I Like to Remind Everyone of The Terror-In-Waiting'/><author><name>Phish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04298836352937457623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TspMplAeN7I/TFgh8HwYCbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/xZlCyCElxlE/S220/gal3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-3065692866799986738</id><published>2009-03-01T15:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:29:02.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELL AS EXPLAINED BY A CHEMISTRY STUDENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/Sao2sKlHoAI/AAAAAAAAACw/H2sJBy4hXkQ/s1600-h/funny_graduation_card_hell_freezes_over-p137834164602600933q53o_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/Sao2sKlHoAI/AAAAAAAAACw/H2sJBy4hXkQ/s320/funny_graduation_card_hell_freezes_over-p137834164602600933q53o_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308115243191738370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL AS EXPLAINED  BY A CHEMISTRY STUDENT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an actual question  given on University of Washington chemistry mid-term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer by one  student was so 'profound' that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the  Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as  well :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bonus  Question:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or  endothermic (absorbs heat)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most of the students wrote  proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats  when it is compressed) or some variant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One student, however, wrote the  following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in  time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the  rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a  soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for  how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that  exist in the world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these religions state that if you are  not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than  one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion,  we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they  are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now,  we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states  that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the  volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  gives two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than  the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell  will increase until all Hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If Hell is expanding at a  rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and  pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, 'It  will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you,' and take into account the  fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I  am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over! The corollary of  this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not  accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct......leaving only Heaven,  thereby proving the&lt;br /&gt;existence of a divine being which explains why, last  night, Teresa kept shouting 'Oh my God.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;THIS STUDENT RECEIVED AN A+ !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-3065692866799986738?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/3065692866799986738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/hell-as-explained-by-chemistry-student.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3065692866799986738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3065692866799986738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/hell-as-explained-by-chemistry-student.html' title='HELL AS EXPLAINED BY A CHEMISTRY STUDENT'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963235040041368872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaDZTEMnxlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6vcnx9SEMzk/S220/123485153848344.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/Sao2sKlHoAI/AAAAAAAAACw/H2sJBy4hXkQ/s72-c/funny_graduation_card_hell_freezes_over-p137834164602600933q53o_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-8006417203884807787</id><published>2009-03-01T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:50:59.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Archuleta performing in Malaysia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGGGGGG!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OHHHHH MY GOOOOSHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apparently, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt; might be coming to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt; APRIL 10th&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My dreams of watching &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Archuleta PERFORMING LIVE IN MY COUNTRY&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MIGHT COME TRUE!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But wait,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I say he MIGHT be coming to Malaysia..MIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not confirmed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yet by &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sony Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;David's Official Sites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And some people heard Archuleta's dad mentioned about HIM having a tour to Asian countries!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*getting excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; Archuleta's fans&lt;/span&gt; out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REAAAAALY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;want Archuleta to perform LIVE in our DEAREST MALAYSIA(&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please tell me you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though you might not be a huge fan of him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a petition going on in David Archuleta Avenue Malaysia in order to collect &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;TONNES OF NAMES&lt;/span&gt; for him to come to Malaysia to perform since he'll probably go to the Philippines and Japan to perform and some of you very well know that Japan is too far away from Malaysia for me to fly over just to watch him perform live o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r Phillippines as...I bet somewhere in April I'll have my test going on and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I DON'T WANNA MISS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WATCHING IN PERFORM LIVE IN ASIA COUNTRIES&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really really want him to come to my country to perform for us..(can you guys spot the tone of desperation in there?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you waiting for David Archuleta's fans?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Start putting your name in the petition!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Click on this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipetitions.com/petition/davidarchuletainmalaysia/" border="0"&gt;Ipetitions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And do help me to pass this news around yo!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-8006417203884807787?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/8006417203884807787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/david-archuleta-performing-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8006417203884807787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8006417203884807787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/03/david-archuleta-performing-in-malaysia.html' title='David Archuleta performing in Malaysia?'/><author><name>Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUTyMauSm2I/SjLHly_OhsI/AAAAAAAAHk8/r9l6i3zO34c/S220/P6082880+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-3855617797859409864</id><published>2009-02-28T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:51:08.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undang</title><content type='html'>hello peeps! my first post here. feel free to leave comments! Well, i just came back from my holidays in Macau on Thursday night. It is a nice and clean place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving to my topic, woohoo.. i passed my undang today.. happy enough.. i know many of you are taking P but i'm still at L.. ok ok..i'm slow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: anyone here going bon odori 2009? i need a ride.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-3855617797859409864?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/3855617797859409864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/undang.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3855617797859409864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/3855617797859409864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/undang.html' title='Undang'/><author><name>Christine LLT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04275423347577217750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmSrTzMLkvw/TkC_v_s-t5I/AAAAAAAABnM/jGoepzLcvIU/s220/P1180213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-7611100139473813069</id><published>2009-02-25T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:26:22.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom at Home</title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no idea what to write.I haven't started college yet.So I eat and sleep most of the time at home.I am online most of the time or reading a story book.What i am experiencing here is palpable boredom.&lt;br /&gt;I still can't figure out what i wanna study.So am thinking of taking a Pre-U.&lt;br /&gt;There.That is about it that I can say about my life after high school.&lt;br /&gt;More Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-7611100139473813069?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/7611100139473813069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/boredom-at-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7611100139473813069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/7611100139473813069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/boredom-at-home.html' title='Boredom at Home'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052303417895160408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-8364547946691083366</id><published>2009-02-24T21:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:34:06.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A warm welcome to the new authors of the blog! Feel free to post anytime regarding anything. And I mean anything. Since this is a blog about life after high school. We are curious to know how life seems to be treating you post-high school. As for me, college has been treating me pretty brutally though I am gradually getting accustomed to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I despise about college:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) The Engineering test I sat for last week was terribly difficult. Period.&lt;br /&gt;b) The Chemistry test I sat for today wasn't too bad. 99% of it consisted of the SPM syllabus. Pretty soon, 1% of it would consist of the SPM syllabus.&lt;br /&gt;c) The Calculus test I am going to sit for this Friday, I predict, will be unbelievably and impossibly tough because Calculus, in my opinion, is 56.84 times harder than Add Math. Or maybe I have just become a bit of a dimwit. Seriously. I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;d) Constant sleep-deprivation. My bedtime is, believe it or not, 9.30PM everyday. Or 10.30PM at the latest. Or 11PM when a test is ongoing the next day. Since I have to get up at 5.30AM everyday. Killjoy.&lt;br /&gt;e) The 5-tonne textbooks which I have to carry daily. College labor, I call it.&lt;br /&gt;f) The fact that the passing mark is 70%. And that is the equivalent of a C grade average. Getting straight As would mean that you are inhumanly perfect. And there are quite a number of inhuman people in my college. I am not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I like about college:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I have befriended a really great bunch of people in college and am thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;b) The eateries inundating the area around college are pretty nifty. You can never run out of food choices.&lt;br /&gt;c) Christian Fellowship. Best semi-official club on campus. Really.&lt;br /&gt;d) The free college T-shirt in the enrollment pack. Pathetic but true fact.&lt;br /&gt;e) Hygienic lavatories.&lt;br /&gt;f) Being paid little attention 63.52% of the time. Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my college peers, press on! Find comfort in the knowledge that you are utilizing your brain more now. And to my ex-schoolmates as well as dearly missed friends, your time of freedom will be up. Revel in it now while you can. And don't rub it in. Please.&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/8991957343959896966-8364547946691083366?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/8364547946691083366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/college-calling.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8364547946691083366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8364547946691083366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/college-calling.html' title='College Calling'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316766082532921948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNc7vWkkE-U/TYZ2wewXFzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uyu_XHslp6M/s220/cockpit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-449340863809430304</id><published>2009-02-24T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:07:12.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Norse Mythology</title><content type='html'>Life after high school eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfing the web and stumbling upon this pretty interesting myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;SONS OF ODIN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Thor God of Thunder&lt;/span&gt; born of mother Jord 'Earth'.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Baldur God of Beauty&lt;/span&gt; born of mother Frigg, Queen of the heavens, Goddess of Motherhood, Love and Fertility.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Hod God of Darkness and Winter&lt;/span&gt; born of mother Frigg as well.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Vali &lt;/span&gt;born of a giantess Rind&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Loki God of Mischief and Evil&lt;/span&gt; (adopted son)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've learn all the characters, this is where the story really begins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baldur had a dream of his death and grew terrified for the dreams of Gods are usually prophetic.&lt;br /&gt;So Frigg, Baldur's mother made every creature made a vow never to hurt Baldur. All but one living creature took this vow.... a tiny mistletoe. Frigg, thinking the mistletoe was too tiny and too young to vow let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, all the gods were indulging in a new game. They took turn to throw things at Baldur for everything they threw at him would bounced back without hurting him. Loki grew jealous of this idea that Baldur is immortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loki being the God of Mischief, shape shifted himself into a giantess and went to seek Frigg. He wanted to know if there was really nothing that could hurt Baldur. Frigg told the giantess (Loki) about the tiny mistletoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loki seek for the mistletoe and brought it back. Loki tricked Hod the blind blood brother of Baldur to throw the mistletoe at Baldur. Hod tossed the mistletoe at Baldur with guidance from Loki and Baldur fell dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hod was to be punished. Therefore, Vali was born of a giantess to avenge Baldur's death. Vali was to born to solely punish Hod and he succeeded. Hod was sent to the underworld to revive Baldur. Hod returned and said that Baldur would be be brought back to life if everyone wept for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone wept for Baldur except for Loki. They soon found out that Loki had pretended to be the giantess and arranged Baldur murder. Loki was punished dearly. He was tied to a tree where snake's venom would drip down on him and he would cry out in pain with every drop of venom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. A story on Baldur, Hod, Loki and Vali (Sons of Odin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed the story didn't say anything about Thor. But trust me, Thor is a whole other story.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave that for later.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-449340863809430304?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/449340863809430304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/norse-mythology.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/449340863809430304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/449340863809430304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/norse-mythology.html' title='Norse Mythology'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963235040041368872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaDZTEMnxlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6vcnx9SEMzk/S220/123485153848344.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-6519254146333361453</id><published>2009-02-24T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T12:18:56.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz A Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;..From the outside world. If u guys arent aware of this.. Then, be aware XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306211392071815170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TspMplAeN7I/SaNzJceSUAI/AAAAAAAAAcM/3sXQCQxSRy0/s320/save+the+world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you cant see it clearly, juz click on the pic. It will enlarge for you ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Niways, I knw this had got nothing to do with Life After School but meh, I knw u brats out there lurve nature very much no? XD So, come in and lend a hand yeah? *coughs*  Scratch that. I m not asking u, i m telling u. Come in and lend a hand or else... XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naw... I dun planned to tell u guys what have i been doing. I m juz mainly rotting in my house now X___x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-6519254146333361453?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/6519254146333361453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/juz-note.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/6519254146333361453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/6519254146333361453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/juz-note.html' title='Juz A Note'/><author><name>Phish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04298836352937457623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TspMplAeN7I/TFgh8HwYCbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/xZlCyCElxlE/S220/gal3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TspMplAeN7I/SaNzJceSUAI/AAAAAAAAAcM/3sXQCQxSRy0/s72-c/save+the+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-4428088613142609015</id><published>2009-02-23T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:38:04.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Believe I'm Finally Out Of School Because...</title><content type='html'>a) I never saw it coming till it just hit me straight in the face!&lt;br /&gt;b) My whole life revolved around school and teachers for the past 12345678 years&lt;br /&gt;c) My Dad thinks I'm still twelve, so psychologically I "still am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. Three reasons why I cannot believe I'm out of school. The thought of me being in college now never really sank in until about 2 weeks ago. I woke up one morning and I thought to myself "Oh my goodness Alyssa, you're already in college!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know right? Ssllloooowww reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I miss most about school is; hanging out with school mates. Ah, the good old days when I would hang around the Dataran Bestari during recess (I would always fight for FNR Position 6) , whisper and giggle during the Bacaan Lima Minit and not forgetting, sneaking into 5D and 5S when there's no teacher in my class. How I miss those days. But then again, those days were a few months ago. Well, to me it seems like years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will treasure those memories in high school. It was one of the BEST years of my life. I will always remember the friends that I've gained. May we never forget one another :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-4428088613142609015?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/4428088613142609015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cant-believe-im-finally-out-of-school.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/4428088613142609015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/4428088613142609015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cant-believe-im-finally-out-of-school.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe I&apos;m Finally Out Of School Because...'/><author><name>Alyssa Wei Tze Lim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M93yz7305sA/SRq8GgVOejI/AAAAAAAABK4/dpA0PcSbVWc/S220/DSC+002+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-1270850764949696549</id><published>2009-02-22T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:48:53.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Alert!!</title><content type='html'>Ever since we hit the age of 17 last year (i'm sure most of us did), we are at most, LEGAL to get our driving license... well, a few of us did before the SPM examination but guessed most of us took the course AFTER the SPM examination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory part of the Driving course is one of the most hideous part of all... Let's go through it and see how troublesome it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 hours of boring lecture in the driving institute... oh man... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In order to pass the theory part to get to the practical part (actual driving)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Need at least 42/50 answers correct to pass...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I think some of us didn't really study for this test... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(I said SOME.. Take Note!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/7272/onionhead20ig9.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we'll have the Practical Exam.. Easier than the theory part though... Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Road Test, a special route on the Jalan Raya to test on the driving skills...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Slope Test, drive up and stop on top of it for a while.. then, drive down without sliding backwards again.. =.=" Some actually manage to do that..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; (I said SOME.. &lt;&lt; Note it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Parking... Side park with a car and manage NOT to knock down any polls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The "K" turning... Easiest among all, just drive and go for full swing on the stearing and it'll be fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/3875/onion57xk3.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's a rap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-1270850764949696549?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/1270850764949696549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/driving-alert.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/1270850764949696549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/1270850764949696549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/driving-alert.html' title='Driving Alert!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-4256191271893241550</id><published>2009-02-22T16:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:26:33.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POST HIGH SCHOOL-LYDIA SWEE</title><content type='html'>What I've been up to post high school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I GOT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MARRIED&lt;/span&gt; EARLY THIS FEB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEWqVxnQoI/AAAAAAAAABg/qFbDOQ8Cs1M/s1600-h/wedding-bands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEWqVxnQoI/AAAAAAAAABg/qFbDOQ8Cs1M/s320/wedding-bands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305546752674710146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. GOT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;KNOCKED UP&lt;/span&gt; {Thus, the marriage.}&lt;br /&gt;3. OPENED A BOUTIQUE IN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;RODEO DRIVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. I ALSO MOVED TO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PAREEE&lt;/span&gt; {Fashion city}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEXF2CcWMI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZfwMhzyD_-E/s1600-h/eiffel-tower-picture-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEXF2CcWMI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZfwMhzyD_-E/s320/eiffel-tower-picture-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305547225191700674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. AND STARRED IN MY OWN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;REALITY TV SHOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i've go your attention... Here's what's really going on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I signed up for fashion diploma and degree courses @ Lim Kok Wing which I hope to attend in September. {Request still pending}&lt;br /&gt;2. Got started on my driving lessons.&lt;br /&gt;3. Working on launching my t-shirt line. hopefully soon. *fingers X-ed*&lt;br /&gt;4. Met up with a modeling agency in hopes of doing some &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;editorial modeling&lt;/span&gt;. But ended up feeling way short and pretty fat! {Believe it!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEXUmQmhzI/AAAAAAAAABw/BevEO9RN-A0/s1600-h/%40NEWYORKMODELS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEXUmQmhzI/AAAAAAAAABw/BevEO9RN-A0/s320/%40NEWYORKMODELS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305547478654158642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEXxZGkDyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2op3m3JxY-k/s1600-h/photo_120_1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEXxZGkDyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2op3m3JxY-k/s320/photo_120_1402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305547973338599202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Planning my trip for touring along side non other than&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THE CLICK FIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;{NO kidding. That actually the reason to moi starting college in September}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEYceItMYI/AAAAAAAAACA/hs8NgbT1mIE/s1600-h/080415_p14_five%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEYceItMYI/AAAAAAAAACA/hs8NgbT1mIE/s320/080415_p14_five%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305548713424138626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEYuKng4BI/AAAAAAAAACI/Omo-IvR2pvs/s1600-h/TheClickFive2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEYuKng4BI/AAAAAAAAACI/Omo-IvR2pvs/s320/TheClickFive2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305549017422290962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991957343959896966-4256191271893241550?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/4256191271893241550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-high-school-lydia-swee.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/4256191271893241550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/4256191271893241550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-high-school-lydia-swee.html' title='POST HIGH SCHOOL-LYDIA SWEE'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13963235040041368872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaDZTEMnxlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6vcnx9SEMzk/S220/123485153848344.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DksUpc1rPQs/SaEWqVxnQoI/AAAAAAAAABg/qFbDOQ8Cs1M/s72-c/wedding-bands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991957343959896966.post-8555270607081570338</id><published>2009-02-22T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:55:22.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear Ye! Hear Ye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had conjured this little idea of creating a shared blog months before SPM began and it has finally come to fruition -since we had to actually wait for high school to be over first! The first step has only just begun with the setting up of this blog. The next step would be to invite as many (eligible) authors as possible to contribute to this blog. We are in the process of inviting bloggers and non-bloggers alike in the Class of 2008 to climb aboard. High school may be over but friendships aren't. Let's all make time, be it little or a lot, to catch up with one another and post frequent updates as we transition into our next phase in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum deo laboramus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OK, that was too much, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop a comment if you've visited and/or intend to contribute! All are welcome on the conditions that you:&lt;br /&gt;1) Were from MGS and thus, are a girl.&lt;br /&gt;2) Sat for SPM in year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;3) Have the desire to know how things are holding up with one another.&lt;br /&gt;4) Know the answer to "What is Newton's Second Law?"&lt;br /&gt;5) Know where the teacher's toilet is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding! (Only the first three conditions apply.)&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/8991957343959896966-8555270607081570338?l=mgs08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/feeds/8555270607081570338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/hear-ye-hear-ye_22.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8555270607081570338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991957343959896966/posts/default/8555270607081570338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mgs08.blogspot.com/2009/02/hear-ye-hear-ye_22.html' title='Hear Ye! Hear Ye!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316766082532921948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNc7vWkkE-U/TYZ2wewXFzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uyu_XHslp6M/s220/cockpit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
