<?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-400705600406075419</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:11:15.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random rantings, ramblings, and ravings.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-835970637165047441</id><published>2009-04-18T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:29:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow I'm changing my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really because I've decided to change my blog on it's 300 post anniversary (it says 300 posts on my dashboard because a lot of my unfinished drafts are actually still counted as a 'post'), but more of because everyone needs some change, for reasons which somehow can't be described by words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun guessing the new URL since the blog will be moved to a more private but still freely accessible location, although I doubt much people actually give a damn about what goes on in this desolated little private printing press.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-835970637165047441?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/835970637165047441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=835970637165047441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/835970637165047441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/835970637165047441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/04/somehow-im-changing-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7791396393630094737</id><published>2009-04-11T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:34:00.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Good Friday, so some of us (class) went to Mr Chan's house because he invited us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan &lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;br /&gt;Chuyong &lt;br /&gt;Si Hui &lt;br /&gt;Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;Yen lin&lt;br /&gt;Brent&lt;br /&gt;Wenyu&lt;br /&gt;Arul&lt;br /&gt;Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the games were decent but the hour long talk about Jesus and his love was pretty much irrelevant for us as we weren't from his church or whatever yeah. But the stories by the people about how God changed their lives seemed quite interesting to me although I'll never get a religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that we went to AMK hub to play a bit of arcade/watch movie/ eat dinner. Me and Chuyong blocked steph like crazy during Daytona; then I continued crashing steph while Chuyong sprinted off for the victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to eat dinner, then went to watch Shinjuku Incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so freaking gorey and violent that it was just comedic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eguchi (a mafia boss) goes to Jackie Chan and tells him he has 2 very big murders (both the bigshots in the mafia organization) for Jackie Chan to commit, leading everyone to think these 2 murders will take up another half an hour of plotting and executing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the screen changes; camera angle on the behind of the 1s murder victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey blahblah (can't rmbr name)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Guy turns around**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Jackie Chan rams a knife into the guy's belly**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Guy gives a wtf look**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Jackie Chan wrestles the dying guy onto the floor and chokes him and breaks his neck, as if a knife in his chest can't kill him**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Then scene rapidly switches to a busy road where a mafia bigshot is boarding a car.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Takako"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Takako turns his head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Jackie Chan shoots him on the head**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Jackie Chan runs off**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's absolutely roflmaobbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the last part where Jackie Chan does a sprint through all the people while getting knives and everything thrown into him, was totally Tropic Thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yeah of course he dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OF ALL DAYS TO WATCH IT WE WATCHED IT ON A GOOD FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after Shinjuku incident we went to Macs for some icecream, talked some crap, then went home lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't exactly a bad trip, but wasn't THAT good either, but was pretty fun I guess. &lt;div 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scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-9113153423119933406</id><published>2009-04-07T21:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:35:59.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday feels like such a long wait.</title><content type='html'>Today went down to HCC to do service trials instead of Chen Su Lan lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway HCC I got some damn funny kid (pri 4) to tutor so it was so funny la haha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to do his xi zi so he kept trying to slack by talking to me then everytime i would be like "eh shhhhh you finish doing 1 more then i talk to you/magic trick/show you what i'm learning in school okay? =) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he kept doing, then talk, then try to talk more, then do, then talk etc until he took like 1 hr+ to finish like half the words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised whoa ho seh left like 15-20 min then his studying time over then if he havent finish his xi zi he confirm will go home do, so might as well make him finish now right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like "EH come you say you veh pro right my chinese noob"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like "ya duh im better than you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out my zuo wen book (empty) and "eh come we race I start from some ci yus earlier"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like "ok i won't lose to you cos im better than you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL in the end I lost cos I wrote each word 1 more time than him and I had more ci yus to write but HEY I WAS ONLY 1 CIYU SLOWER THAN HIM SO CLOSE MARGIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better thing is that I MADE HIM FINISH HIS XI ZI HAHAHA I WIN BEHIND THE SCENES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the point la hor it was just damn fun and funny ahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided I will sign up go HCC do service! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-9113153423119933406?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/9113153423119933406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=9113153423119933406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9113153423119933406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9113153423119933406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 100%; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;omg this is sooooooo not funny&lt;br /&gt;dumb ass americans even though i am one&lt;br /&gt;these ppl make americans look stupider didnt think it was possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol wth nice youtube comment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5212446834596047681?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5212446834596047681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5212446834596047681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5212446834596047681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5212446834596047681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/04/amazindud70-1-hour-ago-0-reply-omg-this.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8109219456272127985</id><published>2009-04-05T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:35:01.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised why I've been feeling so listless recently, and that's because I realised that I haven't really found what I wanted to focus in this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without this "centre" in your life where everything revolves around as peripherals, life seems pretty much without purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it scouts, the class, interact, or academics I still haven't figured out which should be my main focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouts is still a strong commitment, but I will have pretty much nothing too tight on me after campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interact, no idea, but there's nothing much going on nowadays. I was unable to go for nearly all the service centre trials because of either lesson hours or scouts commitments so I only have next tuesday free for service centre trials, yaye -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is still a fun bunch of people to hang around with, but sometimes I stare at the meaning behind the friendships made and the degree of superficiality behind it, maybe it seems to be a mirage, albeit a great and mindlessly fun-filled one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academics is the reason why I'm hanging around in school, not idly puffing smoke rings in void deck unlike some other teenagers. Academics is pretty much a bore to be honest, and every lecturer leaves a new taste in my mouth. But doing all the tutorials can be a mindburn at times and sometimes it just sucks to realise that the ultimate reason we're doing all this is just for a nice-looking A level cert, however useful it may be. Sometimes our vision is already so narrowed down that the only thing we see is to score for our A levels, and not question the purpose behind our education. So what if a guy understands the motion of a projectile, or speaks the language of chemical bonding, or is able to ramble on and on regarding price elasticities, or is able to churn out answers to binomial poisson and normal distribution questions like a machine, or be able to profess his knowledge about the mass media. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point, really? Sometimes we just walk a path because the path has been paved by the forces of society and history, and your mind is already shaped and moulded in such a way such that you only able see the rationality behind following the path which you were "meant" to follow, and you are not be able to step out of what you have been taught to see and see what you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is like a drug; the better you do, the higher you go, the more time and effort you invest in, the more you can't back out of it, the more you can't turn away from it. As they say, the better your grades are, the more career choices you have. Sounds true. But the better your grades are, the more expectations, subconscious or otherwise, there are on you, be it originating from yourself or your peers and parents. The higher the expectation, the more pressure you feel in taking up a career befitting of what you are fully capable of, and the more tightly bound you are in choosing your job. Why be a social worker when you have straight As deserving of a career in law or medicine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such incoherent and random rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to my point I haven't really got a clue where my life should revolve about, but right now it seems to be campfire alright. COMING IN 3 WEEKS MANNNN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I'm suddenly like, I don't know, think about things a lot. That's because I haven't got a mindless past-time like dota or anime. Arghhhh this sucks maybe I should start playing golf with my father again. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-8109219456272127985?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8109219456272127985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8109219456272127985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8109219456272127985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8109219456272127985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-realised-why-ive-been-feeling-so.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-2718423294542438998</id><published>2009-04-04T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:58:04.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the end I went for Maris Stella's 40th anniversary campfire but I left slightly early, during souvenir presentation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1100-545 Study with Zhixuan in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;545 - 615 A bit of tennis in school with Zhixuan and Dehong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for Maris Stella 40th Anniversary campfire. I was just sitting on the bus when Hiokyang Joel and Amos boarded the bus lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-2718423294542438998?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2718423294542438998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2718423294542438998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2718423294542438998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2718423294542438998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-end-i-went-for-maris-stellas-40th.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8672231827223064860</id><published>2009-04-03T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:09:29.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's tennis session was damn fun and tiring. Me and Bryan started playing at 8, while the rest came at 8.50 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today went Sarimbun for another recce, and got pwned by mosquitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for Crescent campfire, which I practically stoned through because the mood was quite ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not go for campfire tomorrow because I'm feeling so bored ahhhhhh~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-8672231827223064860?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8672231827223064860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8672231827223064860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8672231827223064860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8672231827223064860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterdays-tennis-session-was-damn-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-3567963229826834493</id><published>2009-04-02T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:07:32.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't go for HCC service try-outs today. Wayne, me, and Guiqi (all of us are from the same interact camp group) all are only free from 4+, which means by the time we reach HCC we would have barely 15-30 minutes, which is pretty pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I'm going down to Yew Tee (I always say it's Choa Chu Kang but I realise it's actually Yew Tee) to play tennis with Bryan Peisu and Tianyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was ying's birthday, fun but not really too memorable. We presented ying's birthday present which was a lot of random words scribbled (using correction fluid) onto a rock, signed by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arul&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Chuyong&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;Wen Yu&lt;br /&gt;Shang Xuan&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss anything out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's the story how this present came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Found rock under Zhixuan's OG table.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Scribbled our names and happy birthday ying onto the rock using ying's own correction fluid&lt;br /&gt;3.)Pasted some string thing which Zebedee is using for his council campaign lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahdahhhh unglam present by a bunch of guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tcha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3567963229826834493?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3567963229826834493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3567963229826834493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3567963229826834493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3567963229826834493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/04/didnt-go-for-hcc-service-try-outs-today.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-6359054232628833737</id><published>2009-04-01T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:43:02.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday lessons till 4+, then service centre tryout at...HCC. I forgot what HCC stands for. From memory maybe it's Henderson Children Centre or something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday lessons till 3+, then go down to recce Sarimbun with AV providers with Haoqin and Jeremy. Then probably go for Crescents campfire if we can make it? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday try to go for Maris Stella campfire. Better check with Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa whoa busy busy. My chem lecture notes for chapt 2 are full of unfilled blanks (guess what I've (not) been doing during lectures -_-) so I guess I can't do my tutorial without proper notes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIFE'S SO BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah then Arul brought this slot machine shocker thing to class, so we went around going "Hey how much did you get for the slot machine game, i got 65 in 3 tries, Mark got 30 in 3 tries lol he's damn loser you wanna try?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then nearly everyone fell for it, esp the SCGS girls rofl.  Anyway then after that Me Mark Chuyong Arul and can't remember who linked hands and used the slot machine shocker (complete 1 circuit) to see whether the combined resistance would reduce the current and thus the shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were wrong. The zap was still damn hard. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-6359054232628833737?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/6359054232628833737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=6359054232628833737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/6359054232628833737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/6359054232628833737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-lessons-till-4-then-service.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-1728533991747621072</id><published>2009-03-23T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:47:04.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone told me earlier, "time is a really sad concept".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read it I literally paused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been such a long time since I felt so impacted by such a small statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad it is to realise that we only have 2 years to laugh harmlessly and happily as ignorant little schoolkids, without any worries about our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet how heartening is it to realise that I have such great friends and classmates around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm how sad I realise it is, yet how happy it makes me feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-1728533991747621072?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/1728533991747621072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=1728533991747621072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1728533991747621072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1728533991747621072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-told-me-earlier-time-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-5139614692058690666</id><published>2009-03-23T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:19:39.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised me and Arul don't know much of the popular songs such as Lemon Tree and some song called i'm leaving on a jetplane or something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just discovered Lemon Tree by Fool's Garden and the song is damn cool man its so freaking nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5139614692058690666?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5139614692058690666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5139614692058690666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5139614692058690666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5139614692058690666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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and you won't belong that side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 27, 26); font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;I like Step Across by Envy &amp;amp; Other Sins =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3773044067436241343?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3773044067436241343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3773044067436241343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3426337869324857820?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3426337869324857820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3426337869324857820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3426337869324857820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3426337869324857820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/03/slept-like-crazy-but-still-aching.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-319004048506316757</id><published>2009-03-17T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:39:52.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day I'll be sand on the beach by the sea</title><content type='html'>We're all so tired man, trainees, SS, even J1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr. We all need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a bright sunny day, it feels really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when contrasted with the past 5 days of cold grey tired skies. Really brings your mood down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, halfway through night call yesterday, I stared up into the skies, and saw the clouds gently illuminated by the bright moon; it felt really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially at the school field, where the skies feel so vast and so empty; this feeling of freedom bursting through your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fatigue from the lack of sleep sinking into your bones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-319004048506316757?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/319004048506316757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=319004048506316757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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in the middle of camp is quite relaxing and fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood now is really good cos its damn lala and I'm getting a good bit of work done and catching up really fast (yeah my past few weeks were hell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-2424707957612142395?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2424707957612142395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2424707957612142395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2424707957612142395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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there's so much work to do, both scouts where campfire's looming, and also in academics where I'm lagging like shit due to my immense fatigue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5644388273251549601?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5644388273251549601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5644388273251549601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5644388273251549601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5644388273251549601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-freaking-bored-to-death-locked-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-5602615590823544263</id><published>2009-03-10T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:07:50.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the tune of "MT's here in town" or "Hands in the ayer" by Flo-rida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to be funny but just done because I was too bored from doing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For 10S06M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats that sound,&lt;br /&gt;physics test's in town,&lt;br /&gt;you've gone for class camp now you're one big clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta catchup,&lt;br /&gt;catch, catch up,&lt;br /&gt;catchup, catch, catchup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do,&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;measurement test's tomorrow and I'm so screwed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so screwed,&lt;br /&gt;so, so screwed,&lt;br /&gt;so screwed, so, so screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For 01 Scouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh its jobweek now,&lt;br /&gt;grab your cards go down,&lt;br /&gt;do house chores, stupid stuff and lots of sai kang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear it's some bomb, &lt;br /&gt;some, some bomb,&lt;br /&gt;some bomb, some, some bomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUTC how,&lt;br /&gt;trainees faster zhao,&lt;br /&gt;cheebohs pumping up and down till biceps lan diao,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love PT,&lt;br /&gt;P, PT,&lt;br /&gt;PT, P, PT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god how,&lt;br /&gt;J1's running a'bout,&lt;br /&gt;whistles beep beep trainees go "hownowbrowncow?!",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear damn foamy,&lt;br /&gt;foam, foamy,&lt;br /&gt;foamy, foam, foamy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-5602615590823544263?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5602615590823544263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5602615590823544263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5602615590823544263'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SZf4EEz37vI/AAAAAAAAApQ/qwmQg8vqZ6g/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SZf4EEz37vI/AAAAAAAAApQ/qwmQg8vqZ6g/s400/Image094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302979835146530546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rot@Den&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SZf4E7HeGEI/AAAAAAAAApY/P_UlEGEM0v0/s400/Image095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302979849724237890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yaye BB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SZf4FDNTPMI/AAAAAAAAApg/GT7wrztiGfU/s400/Image098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302979851896175810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Battle between Chuyong and Jeremy for the bolster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SZf4FTpN5-I/AAAAAAAAApo/XakCc-ZQ4Hg/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SZf4FTpN5-I/AAAAAAAAApo/XakCc-ZQ4Hg/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302979856308234210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life of degen.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SZf4FDNTPMI/AAAAAAAAApg/GT7wrztiGfU/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SZf4FDNTPMI/AAAAAAAAApg/GT7wrztiGfU/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-6412633533363654342?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/6412633533363654342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=6412633533363654342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-8434450767704090489</id><published>2009-02-14T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:56:31.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leave 50 mealworms in a tub in the open in a garden in RI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap for 1 hour beside staffroom3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more mealworms left, 1 piece of bird shit in the tub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-8434450767704090489?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8434450767704090489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8434450767704090489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8434450767704090489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8434450767704090489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/02/leave-50-mealworms-in-tub-in-open-in.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8358377483895873539</id><published>2009-02-12T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:18:18.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got into interact, 84 out of like 300+ 400+ applicants. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From scouts wayne me zhixuan jeremy got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was damn skool la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lessons I was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Sleeping in the den&lt;br /&gt;2.) Arguing with Chuyong whether to buy pokka milk tea or not (we didn't in the end)&lt;br /&gt;3.) Cycling around in circles at RI gym hall area/basketball courts/parade square with Jingxian cos we were bored. HAHA.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went Jeremy house with chuyong jontrach and wayne to do maths tutorial/ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edit video&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we didnt do maths tutorial cos chuyong was complaining about it, then jonathan and me started degening around and jeremy joined in and we all just degened and screwed around on jeremy's poor bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne was supposed to come. Then we were on a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: You're damn late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wayne: I'm already on the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Hang up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan: DID YOU ASK WAYNE WHICH BUS HE'S ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*20 minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Where the hell are you&lt;br /&gt;Wayne: I don't know where I am&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: WTH?&lt;br /&gt;Wayne: I'm somewhere near Bishan Park&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;Wayne: I took the correct bus wad&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Jonathan was like LOL I WAS CORRECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway later on we started screwing around, then we wrestled Jeremy on the bed while we stole his laptop and started typing random shit to a girl whom he was talking to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a small portion of the transcript I managed to get. Check out the nonsensical bullshit "Jeremy" is blasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#545454;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#545454;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;`emy [i'm on a winding road] 10SO6L! | O'h My Tian! says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;france vs argentina damn exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;you know rooney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;beckam damn cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;shit man i think i go toilet shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;brb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#545454;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#545454;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;`emy [i'm on a winding road] 10SO6L! | O'h My Tian! says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;you know de girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;who i was sitting with in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;igot smelly feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;like penguinsd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;i kinda have a crush on her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;DUN TELL HER TAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:85%;"&gt;Qq5huj7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate prata for dinner. Roti prata is some winner food I tell you damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saturday: Scouts orientation activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next saturday: Interact Camp&lt;br /&gt;Next next saturday: Overnight Investiture/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm damn busy G_G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timetable's damn honeymoon. Prepared to die next week when the tutorials flood in. -___-&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/400705600406075419-8358377483895873539?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8358377483895873539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8358377483895873539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8358377483895873539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8358377483895873539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/02/got-into-interact-84-out-of-like-300.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-6963359247795861154</id><published>2009-02-10T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:12:01.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orientation was fun, cheers for BB'09 O'reo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we were doing filming for orientation video for scouts (this saturday activity), then I was lying on the bench talking to haoqin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I got a good OG. I probably get some shit class cos no man can be lucky twice.&lt;br /&gt;HQ:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then I get good class la. My OG not that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on monday morning, I received my class allocation. 10S06M. Then I went to Haoqin. 10S06E. Deyamnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jonathan (Kenric Trachsel). 10S06M. HI FIVE SAME CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to our classroom, and sat there stoning. Then Poh Chu Yong walks in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!@#!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jing Xian walks in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!@#!@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SERIOUSLY DAMN TYCO LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did some subject combination confirmation slip thingummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Tay: "What's MUS?"&lt;br /&gt;Randomguy : "No idea"&lt;br /&gt;Mark Tay: "That guy taking Muslim arh"&lt;br /&gt;Another guy : " ITS MUSIC LA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during the allocation of reps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shangxuan: "Sir I volunteer to be CT rep."&lt;br /&gt;Chuyong: "Huh you take CT meh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dotdotdot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the day passed by pretty smoothly, I slept at a record-breaking 10.30pm because my parents stole my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..........Chem lecture maths lecture physics lecture. Time wasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then THE FUN SHITS CAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at like 11.30+, took my bike and cycled to Yio Chu Kang to meet Haoqin to cycle to recce the checkpoints for Hiokyang's first class hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cycled a total of 19km. Estimate of 20+ km was wrong =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's pretty good considering I learned how to cycle 2 weeks ago, cycled 3km on the day I learned how to cycle, cycled 500m last week when I bought my bike, and suddenly cycled like 19km on my 3rd biking experience =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned tips from Haoqin, like how to stand up on your bike while you are going over a hump so your ass wont get owned. You know on the way from Khatib to Yio Chu Kang, there's a hump beside every tree you pass by because the trees are big, their roots are big and the pavement's old. And my ass just fainted foamed and died when I was cycling through to YCK because I hadn't learnt the tip then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we cycled to.....St nicks. I died at the uphill part at some abandoned pri sch. I was using the wrong gear, plus I don't know why it's so hard to go uphill on a bike, as compared to walking. Perhaps its because it's easier to roll down, so its harder to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went dangerously fast in the downhill ride past the st nicks gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we U-turned and cycled all the way down to the heartlands of Serangoon. Halfway my bike seat GG-ed and started pointing up/down because it was loose, so my ass just died as I couldn't put my weight on my seat. So I had to detour to find some place to fix my bike, while Haoqin cycled on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this nice furniture shop which lent me their spanner, and I COUNTED exactly 15 TURNS on the nut before it got tighter, and 5 more turns before it got REALLY TIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I was cycling on such a dangerously loose bike. But it only cost me 89 bucks hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I cycled down the road in accordance to Haoqin's instructions. Then I tried to make a call but his phone was phoaming, so I had to cycle like for a hell long time before I finally saw him sitting on the grass slope phoaming because he couldn't take pictures of the checkpoint with his phoaming phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I lay on the grass and I got imba rashes on my hands, so had to rinse my arms in water in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we cycled back to RI, dumped our bikes in the equipment shed (heh heh its good to be a scout) and then went to talk cock with the sec4s at the den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was supposed to play tennis with my sec4 classmates at night, but I guess I was too tired MY BODY WAS ACHING ALL OVER and feeling slightly feverish due to the weather, so I didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay JC has started on a pretty high note. Cheers to everyone who's made it possible! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-6963359247795861154?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/6963359247795861154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=6963359247795861154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/6963359247795861154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/6963359247795861154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-was-fun-cheers-for-bb09.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-5694522343126039548</id><published>2009-02-02T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:13:54.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation</title><content type='html'>Tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5694522343126039548?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5694522343126039548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5694522343126039548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5694522343126039548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5694522343126039548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation.html' title='Orientation'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-4715604745246467612</id><published>2009-01-25T13:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:04:48.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate/Stay Kurokami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv_4W93srI/AAAAAAAAApI/WdZOUsbnj4M/s1600-h/crazywarcry.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you smellll the uncanny resemblances between FSN and Kurokami?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9d5XBSJI/AAAAAAAAApA/0VGAeXTKaCo/s400/seal2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104476959557778" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fate/Stay Night. Contract Seal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9WENLapI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Wmv4AAFAtn8/s1600-h/seal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9WENLapI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Wmv4AAFAtn8/s400/seal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104342432115346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kurokami. A more complicated-looking contract seal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9WFZC9hI/AAAAAAAAAow/WBevBsLgsDs/s1600-h/stabbed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9WFZC9hI/AAAAAAAAAow/WBevBsLgsDs/s400/stabbed2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104342750328338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fate/Stay Night. Gorey chest wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9WF1WVHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/NAd_JZrOh8s/s1600-h/chestwound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9WF1WVHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/NAd_JZrOh8s/s400/chestwound.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104342869038194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kurokami. Less gorey chest wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9VzxsYvI/AAAAAAAAAog/XGCxluav0gQ/s1600-h/runic+markings2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9VzxsYvI/AAAAAAAAAog/XGCxluav0gQ/s400/runic+markings2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104338021868274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fate/Stay Night. ?? Runic markings on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9VyrrBcI/AAAAAAAAAoY/9NOlfTKerIU/s1600-h/runic+markings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9VyrrBcI/AAAAAAAAAoY/9NOlfTKerIU/s400/runic+markings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104337728177602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kurokami: ?? Runic markings on the ground.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some other scenes which remind me of FSN. Like the part in Kurokami where kuro and the d00d got pwnt by the old man with Exceed (?) versus in FSN where Saber and Shirou got pwnt by Gilgamesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this spastic scene where the d00d gives an bloody-epic-melodramatic-warcry (I mean, check out those rainbow beams behind him) which does totally nothing to the battle. He sort of saw his seal shining then he started shouting for no reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv_4W93srI/AAAAAAAAApI/WdZOUsbnj4M/s400/crazywarcry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295107130606990002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is he going Trans-Am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Oh gosh, and the animation of Kurokami seems as if it was on a really really really really tight budget. Most people watch fighting animes for the battle scenes, do they? The quality of the fighting scene reminds me of crap which I avoided watching on Kids Central last time, especially Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Kurokami's a horrible disappointment, although the plot element regarding doppeliners/doppelgangers is rather interesting and novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-4715604745246467612?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/4715604745246467612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=4715604745246467612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4715604745246467612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4715604745246467612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/fatestay-kurokami.html' title='Fate/Stay Kurokami'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXv9d5XBSJI/AAAAAAAAApA/0VGAeXTKaCo/s72-c/seal2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-2571561658159918285</id><published>2009-01-20T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:16:42.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, school's started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponned econs lecture and some china bi-cultural thinggummy elective I had signed up for. Lincoln didn't have the bi-cultural shat but he ponned the econs lecture all the same. We went over to Jonathan (Trachsel)'s house to slack, because Jonathan overslept and decided not to go to school. Seriously man, I'll try to pon school a day next week and see if the school admin does anything to me. I need to get a rough idea how strict RJC is. RI doesnt give a damn about attendance; my class had ponners everyday and nothing happened to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuyong and Zhixuan came at 11+ or something; Chuyong also signed up for the bi-cultural crap (in fact I signed up cos I copied his choices of electives), and decided to pon it too hoho. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screwed around and sabo-ed a random garena ladder game as usual. The feeling I get from sabo-ing games (in a guailan fashion) reminds me vaguely of stepping on ants. There is this uncanny resemblance which I can't exactly describe. But its fun and I'm an asshole (hoho) so it doesn't matter. I hope this is not some omnious foreshadowing of how I will turn into some twisted and immoral and sadistic criminal in the decade to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but dota's losing its appeal exponentially. I take this as a good sign. I find dota a chore nowadays, in fact. This feeling is great. It means I won't fall back into my mindless addiction back in secondary 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dota we watched um, the number 23 something movie. It was some movie shown in start of 2007 or something. It's some psychological thriller but the main actor is Jim Carrey [dots]. Zhixuan fell asleep in like 20 min? Chuyong fell asleep after 30 minutes or something. Then Jonathan gave up soonafter and went to read his Twilight book. I am horrendously ashamed to say RI boys read books like Twilight (hey, I don't). I watched for nearly an hour and twenty minutes? Then I gave up and went to sleep because I couldn't stand the movie anymore. I can't really explain how it sucked but it just sucked. Real bad. I slept on the floor because Zhixuan and Chuyong were hogging the sofas. I woke up a while later with a horrible ache on my neck/head, so I used Chu's crumpler as a pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off later for interact interview, felt a little jittery but I hope it turns out fine. The selection is pretty stringent so I won't pin all my hopes on interact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a pretty bad feeling about orientation. I wish classes should kick start quickly because I want to get back on a proper pace of life. Rotting around feels fun for a start but gets boring pretty quickly. Another reason why I am not looking forward to orientation too much is because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Nothing much to orientate, unlike for RGS&lt;br /&gt;2.) Still can't really see the point of an Orientation Group (OG). Orientation just lasts for 4 days, so I sort of perceive the OG as something not too valuable. I mean yeah, there will be some OG outings here or there but that isn't really the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note I've seen HCI's timetable and stuff and it seems like they've already started on academic stuff. Meanwhile @ RJC we're still slacking and rotting. It's either we are the rotten apples or they are the mugging machines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow's skill revision lecture for scouts. Booooooorrrrinngggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better pull up my socks for knots and lashings. I haven't practised them since somewhere in secondary 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tcha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-2571561658159918285?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2571561658159918285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2571561658159918285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2571561658159918285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2571561658159918285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-schools-started.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-9003653961033365004</id><published>2009-01-19T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:43:58.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys first thing's up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tainaka Sachi is totally ownage man just check these out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK OUT THAT IMBA SINGING MAN.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chorus' at 1.17 and its the best damn thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VJ2uj-eCBwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VJ2uj-eCBwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaeee. Inspired by Haoqin's blogpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PrIoRiTiEs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priorities if your eye phails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between Academics, Scouts, Friends, Interact, and Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order of priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a commitment, for the betterment of the group and the scouts inside. Being part of the GC is something like a promise all 9 of us have made to the group, and it will certainly be a meaningful experience. Scouting was the first promise I made to my JC1 year. In fact, our rising into the new Group Council of the scout group is what I say the first event which marked our growth from RI sec4 guys to J1s. Scouting was a promise I made to my J1 life, and I want to do it well, and make it a good year. As I have said, it's my first promise to my JC1 year, and I will say scouting being my main focus of J1 life is pretty unconditional. (Of course you have to look at different circumstances)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the scouting year has just started off pretty uneventfully (as always), and I can't really give a deep insight about GC life. But so far it has been working fine, and everyone's pretty happy anyway. So far my life in Dec and Jan has been revolving primarily around scouts, and although I am still not TOO comfortable with having to carry this air of professionalism when being with my juniors, I am pretty sure it will work out fine as the time comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview tomorrow. Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouting takes up my Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays. And a whole lot of time in between. This limits my choice of CCA to a few, like interact and fencing. I choose interact, because involving myself with the community which I feel slightly distanced from, is something which I am certain will be a fulfilling experience. In scouts we have always done community service, and to put it simply, truthfully, and concisely, it was rewarding. My most memorable experience would be my Overseas CIP trip to Khao Lak. Although I did not forge any close nor memorable friendships there due to my 4 years age gap with the p5 or 6 class and my lack of tact when interacting with younger peers, being with the children, helping them, teaching them, interacting with them, and watching them in their joy, was certainly one of the best moments I have felt in my life. This is a meaningful side of my life is something which I wish to further nurture in my JC life, and what better choice to make as to join interact club, as it supports me in this endeavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully I can get into interact =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends is actually scouts minus the work. Currently my closest group of friends are the scouts, but that's because all our lives revolve around scouting and we have been having meetings every other day. After meetings we do random shit like playing badminton, watching movies, or just mahjonging our time away at Jeremy's house. Friends overlap with scouting in the present, although it would encompass a wider group of people in the future when I meet my new class. I wouldn't invest too much in an OG as honestly I feel that an OG is too ad-hoc. Friends come and go, it's pretty hard to say which friends of mine now will still be my friends in the future. As I have said some time ago, friendships are as strong as iron bars, but yet as prone to rust. Without sustained or regular interaction with friends, old friends slowly dissolve, as new friends come into the picture. This idea about friends, I guess, I'll get a more stable perspective as I meet more people in RJC. It's too early to say now as the RI crowd and atmosphere is far different from real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's JC, you know, time to pull your socks up and start mugging. In my life in RI, the only times I actually put in effort in my academics were somewhere in sec1 and in term 1 of my secondary 4 year. However, I've done pretty well, or rather undeservingly well in my secondary 4 year, so I guess this attitude towards academics should work out fine unless my brain really screws up big time. I wouldn't say, put my best foot forward for academics, but I have a rough gauge and feel of roughly what's required of me in a subject, so I guess I should be able to rely on my instinct and pull through with reasonable grades in J1, despite carrying such a joyful burden of GC life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you might know, I am a single child, my paternal relatives are in Canada, my maternal relatives are in Hong Kong, my parents don't really have much expectations and regulations regarding my lifestyle/behavior/grades/time I spend on the computer/time I come back at home etc. If you asked me who does my familiy comprise, I would just say my parents and maybe my two little dawgs. I've lost contact with my relatives overseas such that they practically don't exist in my life anymore. I wouldn't call family too much of a priority as....yeah it doesn't fulfill the criteria of a "priority", you see. I mean I don't really spend time with my family yeah. Not saying I'm distanced from my parents, but there's really nothing to talk about and I live my life, they live theirs. We don't really like, go on family outings and stuff, maybe I dine with them once in a while, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah concludes the blog post. Not really serious, not really crappy. Just randomly inspired by Haoqin's post. Check it out at &lt;a href="http://xlterx.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://xlterx.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-9003653961033365004?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/9003653961033365004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=9003653961033365004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9003653961033365004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9003653961033365004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-guys-first-things-up-tainaka-sachi.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-3389305345009927631</id><published>2009-01-16T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:42:03.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXBVsrmvrFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/MLNqS3wzjY8/s1600-h/t3hkillingintent3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXBVsrmvrFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/MLNqS3wzjY8/s400/t3hkillingintent3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291823788268170322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t3h killing intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXBVsrLnsZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/eOEpSjRYGC0/s1600-h/t3hkillingintent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXBVsrLnsZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/eOEpSjRYGC0/s400/t3hkillingintent2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291823788154401170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t3h killing intent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXBVsnmgoWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/dU9Pnh_8eBE/s1600-h/t3hkillingintent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXBVsnmgoWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/dU9Pnh_8eBE/s400/t3hkillingintent.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291823787193442658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t3h killing intent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bomb when you have were suddenly tasked to get people down for some random carnival by a pri sch to HELP THEM promote their scouting programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I don't understand why RI scouts are promoting a cub scouts programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I gotta make phone calls here and there because all available manpower's been channeled to yeoman service on the same day which no one told me about. Then we can't diulian the pri sch who asked for help yeah. How kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's been settled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3389305345009927631?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3389305345009927631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3389305345009927631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3389305345009927631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3389305345009927631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/t3h-killing-intent.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SXBVsrmvrFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/MLNqS3wzjY8/s72-c/t3hkillingintent3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-5130531278896928638</id><published>2009-01-13T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:37:11.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY&lt;div&gt;2008 JUST CAME TO A CLOSE. like 13 days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMORROW'S OPEN HOUSE SO I SHALL TAKE A BREAK NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw Tianyang's 2008 anime review so I shall go through what I watched too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that his explanation for his choices has solid step-by-step reasoning and various layers of justifications, mine simply consists of true and irrefutable facts which are not to be questioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Shitz: Kannagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justification: Because it just rocks. It just wins, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most disappointing: Code Geass R2&lt;br /&gt;Justification: Because it just sucks? People dying everywhere and respawning later, and with all those dumb plot twists. And the fact that the producers got so hooked on while buffing up the knightmare frames, that the new knightmare frames have completely absurd and preposterous  powers in the 2nd series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most kock: Ga Rei Zero&lt;br /&gt;Justification: That memorable rickroll which no one saw coming. Besides that, I actually only watched Ga Rei Zero to episode 3 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random notable anime/ Notable random anime: Clannad (it's actually 2007-2008), True Tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other non-2007 stuff which I watched which just rock: Fate/Stay Night, Samurai Champloo, Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, Lucky Star, Minami-Ke! (season1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-5130531278896928638?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5130531278896928638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5130531278896928638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5130531278896928638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5130531278896928638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-2008-just-came-to-close.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7229801079519333643</id><published>2009-01-11T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:48:20.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bad mood day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally when you are in a bad mood you will find it very easy to argue with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in a worse mood you will be feeling so irritated that you dont even feel like arguing with anyone as its just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to quit dota anyway. School term starting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-7229801079519333643?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7229801079519333643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7229801079519333643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7229801079519333643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7229801079519333643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-mood-day.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-1843566173771274579</id><published>2009-01-11T03:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T03:23:32.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SWjzklaifgI/AAAAAAAAAnw/t45oEtMx3HY/s1600-h/epics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SWjzklaifgI/AAAAAAAAAnw/t45oEtMx3HY/s400/epics.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289745572190912002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still as busy as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this rather approximate poster for non-dota players to allow them to roughly understand what tosh one has to tolerate in order to play dota. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 1 in 3 garena pubs are worse than this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 1 in 2 garena pubs leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 5 in 6 garena pubs don't help team mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 7 in 8 garena pubs are uber blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 3 in 4 garena pubs save skills for ks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 1 in 2 garena pubs feed like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 1 in 283 garena pubs assist and heal helpfully.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-1843566173771274579?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/1843566173771274579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=1843566173771274579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1843566173771274579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1843566173771274579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/made-this-rather-approximate-poster-for.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SWjzklaifgI/AAAAAAAAAnw/t45oEtMx3HY/s72-c/epics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-4432600399873939883</id><published>2009-01-09T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:30:37.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised that I haven't watched a single episode of winter anime yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 1 episode of minami ke okaeri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better clear up my work for some free time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-4432600399873939883?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/4432600399873939883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=4432600399873939883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4432600399873939883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4432600399873939883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-realised-that-i-havent-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-1629181111663533840</id><published>2009-01-08T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:44:48.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SWXKyKWktGI/AAAAAAAAAno/gIdZCWTnJN0/s1600-h/finale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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HOPE IT TURNS OUT NICE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-4217949292082424878?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/4217949292082424878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=4217949292082424878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4217949292082424878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4217949292082424878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2009/01/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-6522652175470608544</id><published>2009-01-04T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T03:01:03.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here comes a stressful period in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay honestly the importance of things down my current life is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Scouts&lt;br /&gt;2.) WINTER'09&lt;br /&gt;3.) JC &lt;br /&gt;4.)YDSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I officially declare that I have lost all passion for YDSP (because I'm already busy enough and YDSP on a busy man is nothing but a bloody burden) and I'll just be doing the project now for the sake of doing the project now. Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science flies out of the window and I might just be the next Zoroastrian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point. The point is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS WINTER 09!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching anime requires me to put in constant effort, because once I start lagging on an episode, my lag will drag and in the end I wouldn't watch anything. (I mean, look at casshern sins. I'm still at episode 5 or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://randomc.animeblogger.net/2009/01/03/winter-2009-preview/"&gt;http://randomc.animeblogger.net/2009/01/03/winter-2009-preview/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still deciding what to watch, but minami-ke okaeri = CONFIRM^100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest I'll wait for screencaps and reviews, or just watch 1 episode on crunchyroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to get started on gintama. Kengyong says its not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooooooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my new year resolutions in order of PRIORITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) To constantly catch up on anime and not procrastinate. (Once I procrastinate it will clog up and lag and I will eventually be unable to finish the series)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) I have decided that I will be watching anime on Crunchyroll. I will only choose to DL the whole series into my (nearly full) computer if the series is really good. This will help fulfill resolution number 1. Also, I will only be regularly downloading GREAT stuff, i.e. stuff like Kannagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Get a friggin portable hard drive to store anime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) ERRRRR quite cliched but I will TRY TRY TRY to have EFFECTIVE time management in JC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) I will also TRY to have good sleeping habits. This includes NOT sleeping at 4am, wake up at 2pm, sleep again at 6pm, wake up at 10pm, then sleep again at 4am and so on. That's strictly meant for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Quit dota. Piece'o cake. Done it before, will do again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Finish YDSP. Not because I give a shit, but more of I don't want to have them ringing RJC up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now, tomorrow another meeting with the J5s, so have to PREPARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-6522652175470608544?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/6522652175470608544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=6522652175470608544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/6522652175470608544'/><link 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wayne&lt;/span&gt;- naggy like grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Programmes Secretary: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haoqin&lt;/span&gt;- supportive dota player&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Projects Secretary: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yanwei&lt;/span&gt;-  epic flamer dota player&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finance Secretary: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jeremy&lt;/span&gt;- dresses nicely when going out with his fwens and dresses like a slob when going out with us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout Training Leader: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chuyong&lt;/span&gt;- noob dota player&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout Training Leader: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jonathan&lt;/span&gt;- lala dota player&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venture Training Leader: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zhixuan&lt;/span&gt;- always late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venture Training Leader: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheeyeow&lt;/span&gt;- from istanbul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GQM: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ram&lt;/span&gt;- kills king cobras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busy as Bee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-1544359250605199945?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/1544359250605199945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=1544359250605199945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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life.</title><content type='html'>Random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan was talking to me and Zhixuan (I listened more than I talked) about the elderly in Switzerland and those in Singapore. If you didn't know, Jonathan is an Eurasian who is from Switzerland, so he goes there every once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was telling us how the elderly in Switzerland always seemed happy, and lived active lifestyles; like even in the winter he could see them "jumping about". Meanwhile, he told us how the elderly of Singapore seemed like they could die any moment if they didnt receive aid and help from the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we started going to other topics such as how liberal governments are, like how in Switzerland some drugs were sort of rationed to addicts so as to ease their lives a bit, rather than a strict ban on drugs like in Singapore. This was to reduce cases where addicts would get too desperate and resort to illegal means to procure their drugs and cause danger to the society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in Holland where drugs just....fly around. Then Zhixuan mentioned that he didn't understand how people just threw their lives and futures away knowing that drugs suck, but I also mentioned that the upbringing of the people and the peers in their lives are probably the reasons why they got hooked onto  drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a seperate note, I always enjoy observing conversations rather than being involved in one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was looking at some anime blogs at the (little) free time I had, and I saw this post. &lt;a href="http://that.animeblogger.net/2008/12/28/bootleg-figurines-customer-or-sellers-fault/"&gt;http://that.animeblogger.net/2008/12/28/bootleg-figurines-customer-or-sellers-fault/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, the animeblogger's friend bought a fake figurine accidentally in an anime expo (he didnt notice that it was a fake because of the glossy plastic), put a thread on SGCafe to warn others about fake goods, but instead got flamed for being stupid enough to buy a fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read the comments, they reminded me heavily of the crap I read on STOMP. You know, STOMP, the website composed of mostly idiotic Singaporeans who see it as an avenue to flame random things. A lot of STOMP users are vivacious (noisy) and analytical (nitpicky) and are always ready to provide feedback (love flaming others on forums). The Singaporean society is kind of, restless. There are no social, economic, or political issues where people can direct their energies into. The result is a society which is always ready to make a big hoo-ha of whatever happens. Now think of families. And the number of families out there, man, wife, and their children. Then imagine normal family life. Now the Singapore society doesn't seem that bad huh. It's so hard for me to stereotype my own society, probably because its impossible in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still wondering what I'm going to do with my own life. My education is probably my greatest undoing, because being in RI makes you detached from the realities in society and life, which is so unlike people in poly and stuff, who probably have more realistic expectations of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-946366534977287208?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/946366534977287208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=946366534977287208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/946366534977287208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/946366534977287208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/age-when-you-start-to-wonder-what-you.html' title='the age when you start to wonder what you are going to do with your life.'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-90392704000621812</id><published>2008-12-29T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T03:49:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Toki wo Kakeru Shoujo (The girl who leapt through time). Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animation quality was not bad although Byousoku 5cm pwns it hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline was, I wouldn't say DAMN good, it was not bad, but I thought the twist at the end was quite -__- cheesy and the story ending was damn far from some epic ending. I don't demand epic endings but this story seems to cry for an epic ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, for the 1st 2/3 of the movie, the story seemed a bit weird. The concept is there but you never seem to be able to feel where the entire movie will lead to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twist was damn unpredictable, or rather, the twist was damn out of place. It was some what-the-heck kind of twist, that kind which is so....kock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complaints aside, it's still a good anime movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azumanga daioh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its lucky star in a sense, but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP =&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE HECKK??!!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;character drawing = &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE HECKK??!!?!..&lt;/span&gt;gives me nightmares....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;general story = &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE HECK??!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;WHAT THE HECK LA THE WHOLE THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky star is funny but THIS ONE ISNT. ITS LIKE LUCKY STAR WITHOUT THE FUNNAYE PART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you take out funny from lucky star, you get......wtf I don't know what the hell you get, but it probably spells out as crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Its like watching that Osaka girl spacing out makes my patience grow wings and fly off to....to Istanbul? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And I'm sure la I just realised that my parents didn't tell me about the letter from RI/JC regarding open house and school start and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-90392704000621812?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/90392704000621812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=90392704000621812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/90392704000621812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/90392704000621812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/watched-toki-wo-kakeru-shoujo-girl-who.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7329924261135331087</id><published>2008-12-28T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:54:14.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Ok my life has been like 100% scouts so far since the previous update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GC Retreat, in more accurate terms, handover camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sit in circles and discuss stuff with AC and GC08. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day ended 3 1/2 hrs late, 2nd day ended 3 hours late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept at like 3am for 1st day and 4.30am for 2nd day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically nothing happened, I was too tired to watch anime and we didn't play any dota at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At like 3am for the 2nd day, me Ram Jonathan (Kenric Trachsel) Jeremy and Wayne went to the "haunted hospital" (Changi Hospital, the old and destroyed one) for an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's like damn freaky la, its like some damn destroyed hospital sitting on top of a hill with this narrow and ruined staircase leading up to it. We saw this light on the 3rd storey of the building light up, then it went off again, which frightened Jeremy and Wayne so much that they chickened out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and Jon and Ram went up the stairs, went to the entrance of the hospital, but it was too dark to see anything + we didn't have a torch, so we left lorh -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned the next morning, went to the room which lighted up last night, and realised that there were no light bulbs inside and the switch for the lights outside had its wires cut. We also saw some soft drinks and food packaging lying around at random spots. Homeless people live there I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of straight man badminton, Ram kept drop shotting me after hitting long shots, so I kept trying to sprint all the way to the net from the back of the court to hit the shot away (fail 90%).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night at Shide's house playing Wii with the rest of the GC. Foamed the next morning with muscle ache, and crazy levels of fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home slept from 3pm to 9pm then slept again from 6am till 8am, woke up and went for scouts meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouts meeting from 9am till 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Jeremy's house at 3pm. Screwed around until 10pm. I got pwned in Mahjong cos I totally don't know how to play at all. Ram Verma is not bad of a mahjong player, but Jeremy had to write out a translation sheet for him because he can't read chinese characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pickpocketed" Haoqin when we took the lift down for dinner, because his wallet was sticking out of his bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner (yeah I have already returned him his wallet), while we were waiting at the bus stop, some random guy came over and told us one of us lost our wallet. Haoqin lost his wallet again. Hoho how careless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday slept at 12am (amazing and unprecedented), and woke up just now at 1.30pm. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-7329924261135331087?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7329924261135331087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7329924261135331087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7329924261135331087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7329924261135331087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-3339297970181590587</id><published>2008-12-22T05:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:14:01.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just sent out feedbacks for kkcy's RT proposal. Seems like he's done a great job for a first submission. Impressive, like his meepo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like 5am now and im gna wake up at 8 tmrw.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'll try to survive the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of endless discussions, proposal writing and facing the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got a motherpain motherbig ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some preparations though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) Learned to setup adhoc network. At least can dota with laohao =D Even downloaded hamachi installer so can pass arnd to ppl then we can hopefully inhouse HEHHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Got Beyond those Clouds and Voices of a Distant Star downloaded. I can at least watch them if Im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's assuming we have free time ya. We will probably come out of the chalet house looking more pale than before we started the retreat.&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-3339297970181590587?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3339297970181590587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3339297970181590587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3339297970181590587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3339297970181590587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-sent-out-feedbacks-for-kkcys-rt.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-1918113241934124148</id><published>2008-12-20T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:19:22.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei is a frigging social commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not bad but I simply could not catch a lot of references since I don't live in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway looking forward to "retreat" 22-24Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just being saigang warriors in a chalet =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and YDSP, the prof is overseas the co-mentor is....I forgot, overseas too? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy from simtech is on leave, and the guy whos covering up for him is also on leave too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw YDSP larh. I think I probably wont even have time to submit a report because of all these problems with the manufacturing. The prof will probably be pissed but too bad YDSP and DSO probably cant do anything to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-1918113241934124148?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/1918113241934124148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=1918113241934124148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1918113241934124148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1918113241934124148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/sayonara-zetsubou-sensei-is-frigging.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-4138613646562652712</id><published>2008-12-19T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:11:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holyshit</title><content type='html'>This is probably the worst holiday in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my general mood is like -___- and unresponsive and I'm permanently appearing offline on msn because I am so tired everyday that I am completely in no mood to go chat about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feel like daoing everyone on msn lol. Staring at the com screen makes my eyeballs want to jump out of their sockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another crappy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept 2 hours wake up rush to NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave NTU go meeting to go Sarimbun with the rest of GC minus cheeyeow and zhixuan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a long bus ride to sarimbun, played needforspeed on chu's psp and got motion sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached bus stop. walked like 20min down some fei road to Sarimbun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around Sarimbun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 20 min to walk back down that screwed up road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a long bus ride back to CCK and got motion sick again thanks to needforspeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Chuyong's house with rest of GC and zhixuan minus cheeyeow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting with chips and pizza and m&amp;amp;m and 100+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Added 1 green m&amp;amp;m to the 100+ and JKT and PCY and THQ all followed suit added green M&amp;amp;Ms, so there was an eerie green layer of green stuff floating at the bottom of the cup of 100+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Jeremy bitch each other as usual HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting lasted nearly 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain totally tan huan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take MRT back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like shit; smelly and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like shit; tired but slightly refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 game of inhouse dota which lasted barely 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a blogpost because I am simply too........I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired? Fatigued? Bored? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck. This holiday is making my mood swing a mile away from the mood I started my sec4 year with. All that passion for science and that "fresh new start" feeling all gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt feel like a holiday at all. It's just a large burden on my mind because I feel so tired and lousy everyday thanks to fatigue. Don't even bloody enjoy talking cock with people because of my bad mood woooooooo. The only bunch of people whom I'm truly enjoying my time with is the GC because we talk kock its damn fun haha. Hanging out with the GC is the only thing that's keeping my spirits up, because talking to anyone else doesnt and never makes me feel any better. No exceptions here. If you talk to me on msn, I dont even talk much nowadays because I'm in no mood to talk to anyone. Maybe just talk a bit to be polite. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally its pretty easy for me to just lala :) and get the degenerating and demoralizing stuff over and done with. But somehow in the holidays all these crappy feelings just pile up and I am pretty helpless about this plight I am in now. Not really a plight, but well, just this awful feeling of fatigue and boredom which follows me like a shadow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes RI doods are probably the best people you'll meet in your life. I am really starting to feel the withdrawal symptoms of RI school life when I don't get to meet a bunch of happy-go-lucky jokers everyday. I honestly feel that the GC will be my last connection to RI life where a bunch of joker RI boys can just laugh things off without going through any troubling considerations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RI's just fun and RI rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you doods are genuinely enjoying your holidays with your family and friends, I am honestly and truly happy for you doods. Keep it up, really. This will probably be the last break before you can finally take a breather after the A's. Enjoy your happy holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you doods live a crappy life like mine with responsibilities haunting you from your CCA (my involvement in scouts is still considered a burden although I willingly pledge my service to my scout group) and a stupid program you regret signing up for (YDSP), then please feel free to pop on Garena and find some lifeless people to play dota with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm personally quitting dota (only playing 1 match a day, at most 2), because I simply found it too empty and time-wasting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on an interesting note with no offence to any religious group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My J2 senior and friend talked to me about his past experiences and tried to persuade me to turn Christian. I found his stories enriching and meaningful but I declined, since I am a person who has developed my own perspective to this world I live in, and I have made my peace to issues regarding beliefs and world views. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel glad about how religions change individuals to become better people and more active citizens in society. (Yet you see those crazy bomber extremists running amok around the world) But no, I am a person who has completely no intention to get myself a faith. Seems hypocritical, but heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-scouts people might want to note that GC= group council = 9 of us who are taking over next year in scouts xD&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-4138613646562652712?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/4138613646562652712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=4138613646562652712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4138613646562652712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4138613646562652712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/holyshit.html' title='holyshit'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-5175559697523949535</id><published>2008-12-19T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:32:58.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight movie outing</title><content type='html'>Poh Chu Yong thinks that the movie was good.&lt;br /&gt;Poh Chu Yong was secretly learning pickup lines from the movie. (I just know it)&lt;br /&gt;Poh Chu Yong thinks that themovie was romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanwei thinks that the CG was on budget.&lt;br /&gt;Yanwei made a lot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;Yanwei thinks that the script sucks and there were a lot of cheesy lines.&lt;br /&gt;Come think of it, the CG had virtually 0 budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haoqin found the movie boring.&lt;br /&gt;Haoqin found the movie unsuitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne didn't buy student priced tickets and wasted everyone $3.50 each.&lt;br /&gt;Wayne didn't buy student meal from BK (5 minutes after we cursed at him for not buying student ticket) and wasted $2.&lt;br /&gt;Wayne's NFS is damn holyshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Kenric Trachsel.....I don't know what he thinks about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5175559697523949535?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5175559697523949535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5175559697523949535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5175559697523949535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5175559697523949535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-movie-outing.html' title='Twilight movie outing'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8634545032922952133</id><published>2008-12-14T16:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T03:09:55.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg eve no jikan rocks =O</title><content type='html'>what a cold, boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those grey clouds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;raindrops,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasted days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dota matches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty bottles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used tissues,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn convos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwashed cutlery,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfolded shirts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unplayed FPS games,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scattered sheets of paper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abandoned work;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of newfound burdens and responsibilities,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random melancholic pulses;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that bed which has not been made for a few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a crumpled jacket lying on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 2.33pm today. What an unfulfilling holiday.&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-8634545032922952133?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8634545032922952133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8634545032922952133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8634545032922952133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8634545032922952133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/zomg-eve-no-jikan-rocks-o.html' title='zomg eve no jikan rocks =O'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-3908824070631139351</id><published>2008-12-06T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:49:33.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg tianyang I finally returned your hard drive to you today. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3908824070631139351?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3908824070631139351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3908824070631139351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3908824070631139351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3908824070631139351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-tianyang-i-finally-returned-your.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-3965435274609216003</id><published>2008-12-01T09:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:53:11.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been on msn or blogspot or whatever for nearly 1 whole week. Everyone's having fun holidays and no one bothers to use msn nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus far dota has been turning me off so I bought that medal of honor 10th anniversary thing to shoot up Jerrys in god mode, and it has thus far been pretty entertaining. MOH Airborne has cool graphics. It's too un-counterstrike, where counterstrike is the epitome of first-person-shooter-unrealism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday played a couple of dota matches, and I got a divine rapier for antimage with some imba 21:2 score. HAHA. A really long time since I got a divine rapier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few matches this week told me that I actually care about winning; I am actually a player who wants to win, but doesn't mind losing to a stronger team as long as my team isnt composed of noobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like if I play with the 4Q doods and we lose I wouldn't feel sad about losing, but if I played with a bunch o' noobs who feed then I wouldnt be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YDSP: Just realised that my previous week was entirely wasted. My partner didn't tell me a single thing about impedance matching for antennas before she left and my prof didn't tell me about impedance matching for antennas and I wasn't supposed to do antennas in the first place so I didn't even know about the existence of something called impedance matching. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.........yeah so my array simulations screwed up. I wouldn't blame anyone but I wouldn't be so morally courageous as to blame myself for this screw up either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am just wasting time in NTU because all the HFSS (simulator program) licenses are used, so we have nothing to do. DSO's sending people down to visit our labs today to check on our progress, and I am trying to think of stupid stuff to smoke them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-3965435274609216003?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3965435274609216003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3965435274609216003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3965435274609216003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3965435274609216003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/12/havent-been-on-msn-or-blogspot-or.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7395224305035065304</id><published>2008-11-20T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:31:23.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was just sitting on the MRT yesterday, and I realised that the which-side-to-alight thing on some of the trains on the green line doesn't really work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially the door has this light thing on top beside the commercial, and when that side of the door opens, the lights will flash. If you are at the wrong door, the lights below the "Please alight the other side" will flash or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, it flashed the wrong side. Not something blogworthy or something, but just worth pointing out that the simplest of things in life gets screwed up sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sitting on the MRT today, and I looked at everyone's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's socks (unless they are wearing jeans or long pants).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's pants and skirts or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handheld devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to wonder how the economy is able to supply so much things to satisfy so many people's needs and wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that a shocking amount of resources has been harvested from earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the whole concept of humanity and civilisation is....so.....can't describe. **Scratches head for a big concept**. Macro-system? I just invented that term out myself. Someone check it out for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the MRT when I got home today, saw some nice Indian dood arnd 20+ offering his seat to this elderly 60+ 70+ chinese old man cos the train was too crowded. And then you got your disgusting singapore attitude surfacing in the middle of this situation; the old man quickly kiasu-ishly places his saggy baggy wrinkled smelly unwashed ass on the seat, doesnt say thank you to the nice Indian guy, and avoids eye contact because....because wtf he probably thinks its embarrassing to say thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, some old fags like these just deserve to fall and break their bones (osteoporosis) on the MRT. Some Singaporeans just suck, and a large amount come from the elderly. Yeah, you see nice ones who smile at you, those who take care of their grandchildren, blah blah, man, those elderly rock and they make CIP worth your time, and you also see pieces of shit like these who just don't even deserve to live in the human society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about them contributing to the society when they were in their primes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit. If their attitude is so shit in the first place I doubt he would probably have contributed any crap to the society. Probably some worthless shit out there who deserves to just jump off the hdb building any day. Probably some uneducated shit who didn't have parents to teach him how to be polite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate people like that. Talk about caring for the elderly and respecting them and stuff. Nice ones, anyone would be glad to care for them anyday. Those shitty ones who think they are old and deserve good treatment, they should go take their pension money and buy themselves a coffin and spend whatever strength left in them to go dig a hole and disappear off the face of this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about me growing up and what if people treated me badly. If you were a nice old man I see no reason why people will hate you for crappy attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of piss at a certain group of crappy Singaporean elderly. There are a bunch of nice ones who fetch their grandchildren from the bus stop who live in my condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so screwed, dota kept rmking, zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never played a proper match at all. I mean, I face the stupid com in NTU for 9 hours straight, get home, can't even play a proper match, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling sucksssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for anime. At least anime can't disappoint =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-7395224305035065304?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7395224305035065304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7395224305035065304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7395224305035065304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7395224305035065304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/11/was-just-sitting-on-mrt-yesterday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-5600768773544093795</id><published>2008-11-17T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:56:09.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to ydsp today feeling lucky but the com crashed system file corrupt lost some important files zzzzzzzzzzzzz^50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw YDSP now APR. My mum went to collect it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY MODERATE SO MUCH DUDE NOW MY GPA STAY THE SAME BUT VALUE DECREASE IF ANYONE GNA ASK ME MY GPA IM GNA SAY 3.73 WITHOUT MODERATION OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks and comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 71: You know you could have done better. (True)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher Chinese 63: Can't be bothered to type in chinese, but essentially she's heavily implying that I should start giving a damn about chinese. (Sorry but I still won't care about chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies 77: Bravo for the exams Yan Wei! And good results overall. Consistency has paid dividends. Strive on for the future. (It's a lie cos I only did reasonably well for my EOYs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History 73: Yan Wei managed to explain contrasting cases sufficiently for the evaulative essay question. He needs to interpret factors from source evidence, show balanced perspectives and explain link to the demands of the question. (Technical.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths1 85 Maths2 (harder maths) 90: A dilligent and determined pupil, Yan Wei has made very encouraging progress this year. Keep it up! (Okay la scores not bad but I perma laughing in KBH's lessons somehow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics 82: Yan Wei has been engaging, full of initiative and shown an aptitude for Physics. (Good comments come from being polite to teachers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry 90: Yan Wei's performance was excellent. (I slept/lumines through the whole year and fluked all the tests and exams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology 81:Yan Wei is strong in biology and has done a fine job at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form teacher comments: These are indeed grades to be proud of. Well done Yan Wei! (Honestly........they are actually not going to comment on my behavior?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok surprisingly not too much negative comments. Nothing on in-class behavior. Damn surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had this theory that nothing will happen to you as long as you do well, and seems like my theory is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5600768773544093795?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5600768773544093795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5600768773544093795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5600768773544093795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5600768773544093795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/11/went-to-ydsp-today-feeling-lucky-but.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8105247277271402510</id><published>2008-11-16T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T12:59:47.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life doesn't seem that bad now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded 2 Younha albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fever subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 25 episodes of Hayate no Gotoku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, being sick makes you feel so suck and sad that you simply dont even feel like talking to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go listen to Younha's songs and watch more Hayate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably won't be going lan with the class since I haven't fully recovered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-8105247277271402510?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8105247277271402510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8105247277271402510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8105247277271402510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8105247277271402510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-doesnt-seem-that-bad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-9060831671954936049</id><published>2008-11-13T21:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:44:26.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SRwt_5gZitI/AAAAAAAAAng/A1iqC_kqg7Y/s1600-h/yourphysicsfails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SRwt_5gZitI/AAAAAAAAAng/A1iqC_kqg7Y/s400/yourphysicsfails.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268136239908358866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Your physics fails! It's 240V! You're fired from your butler job! &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Tianyang for letting me know that my general knowledge phail -__-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-9060831671954936049?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/9060831671954936049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=9060831671954936049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9060831671954936049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9060831671954936049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-physics-fails-its-240v.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SRwt_5gZitI/AAAAAAAAAng/A1iqC_kqg7Y/s72-c/yourphysicsfails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-5112121320860295111</id><published>2008-11-07T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:35:57.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yawn so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, today was, um, graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya screw graduation, nothing interesting anyway. Its grad night that matters and I suddenly feel this zzz feel then I suddenly don't look forward to gradnight anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks bottled cappucino rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway YDSP today was okay. Prof Shen said we were proer than a bunch of undergraduates using the program, which was a good sign, but oh gawd, we still ain't pro enough to master the program in 2 days while the undergraduates take weeks to months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on I mean I seriously can't find the correct trace (reflective coefficient pl0x) to create report for my FSS, and I just realised that FSS is damn wack as compared to antenna design where we have this step by step tutorial. FSS is wack and the doods at the lab also never use it much so I guess we are screwed and co-mentor hasnt sent me anything oh gawd im gna die at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gawd better try to figure out how to do FSS on the stimulator (already got the design and design dimensions up using some wack formulas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K off to dota. Must find ppl to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5112121320860295111?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5112121320860295111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5112121320860295111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5112121320860295111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5112121320860295111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/11/yawn-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-723625847596141487</id><published>2008-11-06T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:45:55.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SRMUY1CjJwI/AAAAAAAAAnI/iq91CliQcsk/s1600-h/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SRMUY1CjJwI/AAAAAAAAAnI/iq91CliQcsk/s400/wtf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265574806113429250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CHECK OUT HOW STUPID MSN IS. THOSE GUYS ON THE PIC LOOK JAPANESE TO ME HUH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiddled around with HFSS program by Ansoft, costs 80k per license and there are 2 floating licenses in NTU, so only 2 programs can be run at any one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a simplistic person like me it looks like a 3d graphmatica, although its actually 10000000x more complicated than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got rather well acquainted with the program, tmrw we shall try to screw around with the FSS and hopefully everything shall go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, my co-mentor some pro in FSS hasn't sent me any materials he has promised me earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA I WONDER WHATS GONNA HAPPEN I GOT UNTIL NEXT FRIDAY TO FINISH ALL THE DESIGNS FSS + ANTENNA WOO HOOO KABOOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got some FSS chimology book from the prof which is so spammed with jargon that I seriously can't even understand half the damned preface, much less the book itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he thinks I can finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice guy but he doesnt seem to realise that I am a sec4 kid learning about basic electromagnetics while hes a freaking prof whos a tip top pro in electric engineering and electromagnetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was asking him some stuff about FSS and how slots provided the band-pass band-gap characteristics then he started saying how understanding em waves using the wave-model was silly and how the whole concept of "wavelengths" was silly and how wavelengths didnt really exist and blah, and then he started talking about cycles and radians per second until I just died after that. I mean I still understood the stuff about cycles and angular frequency but after that I just DIED yeah cos I can't relate angular frequency to the wave model and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, blah and barf and whee flies the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YDSP just got more fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**EDIT AT 1.43AM**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to calculate coordinates of every stupid circle on the damned FSS. As you know people like me are too lazy to calculate all 400 coordinates so Im just developing a formula for the stupid coordinates then im just gna get my stupid coodinates tomorrow GOODNIGHT PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**END EDIT**&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-723625847596141487?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/723625847596141487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=723625847596141487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/723625847596141487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/723625847596141487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/11/check-out-how-stupid-msn-is.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SRMUY1CjJwI/AAAAAAAAAnI/iq91CliQcsk/s72-c/wtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-152697316200166696</id><published>2008-11-06T00:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:54:40.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obama wins but i dont really care</title><content type='html'>gahhh okay HMT O's were okay, but I didn't feel the same sense of release I had anticipated. Something like what happened in the EOYs earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finished my EOYs its like a plane taking off from the runway, you are finally free but you dont know where you should go. Then you get pissed gah because it wasn't as fun as you anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I didn't feel any sense of satisfaction for surviving the EOYs (frankly Mr Tan is wrong; anyone can survive the EOYs but not all can survive the EOY results -_-), because I suspected that I still had HMT O's ahead, so maybe I felt insecure or something along those lines; that subconscious feeling that everything isn't over yet and even if I took a break I still had to watch myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started feeling guilty for slacking around instead of studying my chinese although I know that I will never study chinese because I simply hate chinese and will give everything and anything to be rid of it for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all this guilt, together with my mum's nagging around about why I didn't study chinese plus all those random chinese worksheets lying around in my room, plus the random zuowen books my mum bought (which I didn't read), greatly caused an accumulation all the piss and irritation and guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it gets so pissifying because you know you should be doing something afterall, those ugly chinese grades are going to tarnish and defile my A level cert but I am so completely helpless that I should probably wallow in my misery instead of studying like a dog for Chinese and then still die helplessly. Its the conscience factor, and together with all my mum's nagging, then make me feel so sad about myself, its like I have such a HUGE STACK of chinese notes from RI plus such a huge stack of zuowens bought by my mum and I didn't read a single crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my conscience hits me hard on my balls because I slept in the library instead of studying, and slept my whole afternoon away, and thus I feel even worse, so I went to school earlier today to actually start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took out that bao  zhang bao dao book which we were forced to buy and tried to remember some of the nicer sounding phrases which are so general that you can use them in nearly any bao zhang bao dao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, champions, I didn't even write bao zhang bao dao because I was so ignorant that I didnt even know what was the taxi issue (I mean, I've heard of it but I didnt care about it), so I wrote question 4, and the barely 40 minutes of studying at the eleventh hour came to naught as I didn't use it afterall. So, in the end, my effective studying for HMT O's equates to zero, what the fong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to NTU, wasn't even in the mood for YDSP because I was feeling so lethargic and fatigued; some kindred soul guided me to block S2, but I realised I have to learn to find my way there because I ain't gonna meet a nice guy everyday on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but sometimes all the bad mood and irritation somehow leads to a hell lot of physical lethargy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Im doing FSS and here comes all the weird wonkies about electromagnetic resonance and stuff then gahhhh wtf comes all the whatnutyoucallit inductors and capacitors, okay, I get it, but I seriously cant apply this wacky circuit knowledge into how a plane wave affects FSS, maybe because I can't apply knowledge which I learnt barely 5 minutes ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found some useful website so I shall try to read up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT back home from Boon Lay; it's a long lonely ride where I am forced to immerse myself in the Singaporean dismissed-from-work environment where the MRTs are bustling with chattering women and everyone's packed like sardines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you stare at those people from the workforce, working everyday, I tell myself, gosh, their life is even worse than mine. School is wack and you have a lot of fun, you wake up and look forward to the day because of friends; but when you get to the working world, you live in a house, you got all your bills to settle, you live on yourself, your works is stressful and repetitive and essentially it sucks, life everyday is just another straw on the camel's back, causing more and more fatigue, and this camel back might just break some day. I mean, what motivates them to pass on with their lives, is it faith, family, friends, or money and luxury?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder how I'll manage, although I'll just tell myself that since the whole society can manage so can I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept falling asleep on the MRT because I was just too tired, maybe it was because I haven't eaten anything except for a pack of vitasoy in nearly 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate my dinner and slept like a pig just now once I reached home, and woke up to play shadowfiend with joel and jing, jing's chaos knight was quite ownage, while my SF got ganked in early game, but I managed to pull off a lot of nice requiems which earned me a few double kills, so it wasn't a bad game afterall. Im glad to say joel is improving, or at least his riki is improving, which is certainly an encouraging sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have to get back to NTU to try to learn how to use the what-choo-call-it HFSS stimulator program, hope co-mentor sends me my materials for FSS so I won't be that bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is graduation, then go back to NTU again, have to rush I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's seriously not much time left, have to get most stuff done by next fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really need a day to sleep till its 3pm or something because I am feeling awfully tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day should be this saturday yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel read some old RI+RJC guy's poem and says that our graduation dinner will be just like that, full of empty fun and laughter, everyone feeling falsely high without knowing that its just like drinking alcohol and they are just having fun in an illusionary world, and in the end it is actually fake and contrived with everyone just shaking hands and taking pictures and saying how RI were their best days, and 30 years down the road half of the people have already moved on in their lives and forgot about the friendships and emotions back then in RI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, all my friends now are the greatest ones I'll be having in many years to come, but friendships are as strong as iron bars; yet as prone to rust. I really wonder how I'll keep mine from rusting, so next time I can look right into the eyes of the gryphon in our school emblem and say, together with 185 years of alumni, damn, that was still the best time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder too, sometimes; afterall, the old RI isn't the new RI and the new RI simply sucks crap as compared to the one last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you were wondering, I am not emoing, just feeling tired, random and irked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-152697316200166696?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/152697316200166696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-6758508593992434489</id><published>2008-11-04T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:43:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Be like Junxiang; when life gives you lemons, you make lemon fanficts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last day of school, supposed to be memorable as the last day of my days as an RI boy, an accumulation of experiences which would lead to me growing up into a fine young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponned sch together with Charles Junlin Junxiang Hongbo Peisu Joel by walking out of the RJC gate at around 9.45 am =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw some people blatantly strolling out of the RI gate and not getting caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, we took the longer way and got jacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bishan Library where I slept for a long time till arnd 12+, ate lunch, and now I'm back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im gna sleep through this afternoon and then wake up later tonight and try to do something useful, like memorize the freaking ge shi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I phail all my ge shi marks seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-6758508593992434489?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/6758508593992434489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=6758508593992434489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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        RJC- bio/literature/theatre studies/history   w0ot woOT WooT WOoOooOt says (11:20 PM):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit la i luv rjc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;リューズ             RJC- bio/literature/theatre studies/history   w0ot woOT WooT WOoOooOt says (11:20 PM):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yupi 1 whole pack only 1.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;リューズ             RJC- bio/literature/theatre studies/history   w0ot woOT WooT WOoOooOt says (11:20 PM):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO CHEAP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zhi            その体は、きっと剣で出来ていた。 says (11:21 PM):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf i nvr bothered to buy cos i prefer my own foolscap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yupi gummy vs foolscap wtf i see no link.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-2560443032398596753?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2560443032398596753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2560443032398596753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2560443032398596753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2560443032398596753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-anurak-said-some-stuff-is-just-too.html' title='Like anurak said, some stuff is just too funny to keep to yourself'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-729415768678479986</id><published>2008-11-03T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:18:38.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ring ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents : **Grumbling in their room**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanwei wonders who the hell calls so late, interrupting him watching Kannagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(add Kannagi to my ongoing active anime list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanwei picks up phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zennon asks Yanwei to bring 185 t-shirt cos zennon needs it for his phototaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanwei grumbles and puts it in his bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanwei asks Zennon of all people why call him of all people (bloody hell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zennon: Because you are a nocturnal person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia la now people actually know my bad sleeping habits siol im so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Bloody hell got classcleanupphototakingsomerandomeventinthehall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWDINEEDTOPONSCHANDGOHOMEANDSLEEPGAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just go for class cleanup and phototaking then go home : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-729415768678479986?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-3199866778142443863</id><published>2008-11-02T03:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:15:43.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously hate playing dota sometimes, when everyone's so serious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, when caught in the flame and the fiery grip of the intensity in the middle of a dota match, people, including myself, swear and blame and curse at whatever that's around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, whats the goddamn big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see those people, getting owned then say they wanna leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. The typical ugly loser singaporean mentality. Scared of getting owned so they leave so they won't see the ugly future of themselves having a 1:15 score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime there's a winner, there's a loser. You can't always be the freaking winner. In fact, you got to lose half the time. That's a lot of losses you have to swallow if you want to play dota. And that's something a lot of people can't grasp. Something which I am sad to say, or irritated to say, even a lot of my friends are unable to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just wanna win. Okay, you win, you reminisce about the match a while later, and thats it. That match is gone. Okay maybe save the replay and you are going to watch it later, and when Blizzard comes up with a new patch and the replay is gone. What's the big deal about winning? Are people really so obsessed with triumphing over other fellow humans? Establishment of dominance and superiority? wtf?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, if you are losing, just tell the opposition to end the game fast, and just let the defeat happen. Why freaking leave and spoil the game. You wouldn't like to be the ones winning and the losers just leave the game and ruin your happy day, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ugly Singaporean attitude: I-BLAME-U. What has happened cannot unhappen. What's done cannot be undone. You ain't facelessvoid and you cant backtrack real life. So just shut up and play. I myself fall prey to this kind of attitude too. Like when the kill was just so near and a teamate's screw up just fked the whole situation up. Yeah, blame blame, I don't mind people who blame others in the game, since the adrenaline is rushing, the heart is pumping, not a lot of people can withhold their emotions and swallow their anger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some losers bring the blame out of the game. Get out of the game, continue blaming ppl for losing on msn. Wtf. Lose just lose happily la, not like you have to win everyday, and bringing whats in a game into real life. Its seriously the ultimate sign of a person being completely and helplessly controlled by games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another loser Singaporean attitude is the I-died-but-you-didnt-die-so-im-gna-blame-you-cos-im-jealous. Puh-lease. Rikimaru didnt engage mid on time. So you died. His fault? No, its your own darn fault for choosing to engage before the smokescreener came. Slardar didnt defend mid. Slardar is a melee hero. Defend cfm die. People just love watching something done, and can't be bothered to think of the practical aspect of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you had a freaking naix who survived a 5v5 engagement, and the enemy team is hitting your gates, and all the dead and pissed teamates who are pissed at naix for him being able to survive and them being unable to, shout in caps telling naix to defend. Wtf you want the naix to do? Get stunned and raped while trying to kill creeps at point blank range? Not like he can do some aoe spell from afar, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not my favourite (most hated) Singaporean attitude. My most hated Singaporean attitude is the completely fallacious and illogical "we-wouldn't-know" attitude. What is unknown does not equate to a yes. A lot (but not all) of Singaporeans are stupid and unthinking and always try to argue. And what I love is how blindly passionate these people are and how they always believe they are always right. They are completely unobjective and think its they who exist in the world and everyone else are just Coca Cola cans or something. Instead of listening out to their opposition, they argue in increasingly fallicious words just to tilt the argument to their favour, which leads to a vicious cycle of never-ending crapping. Back to the fallacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"IF YOU DIDNT KS ME I WOULD HAVE GOTTEN MY BUTTERFLY AND THEN WE WOULD'VE WON"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of brainless Singaporeans love using the unknown factor to argue on a seemingly higher ground against others. They love blaming their loss on others, and using the we-will-never-know-if-you-had-done-blah factor as an advantage in their argument against others. Just because we dont freaking know what might happen does not equate to we are gonna win. This is freaking illogical. "More hope of winning". Okay its 3.45am now. We've lost the game. So just shut up and go sleep, go on msn play blame game? Wtf? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres 1 radiance from a leaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 SA.&lt;br /&gt;1BH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an enemy team of disablers and aoe nukers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA takes the radiance, BH complains like shit, and they lose, and BH says if SA hadn't taken the radiance, they would have won. Both had the same score btw. Not like SA was 1:15 and BH was 15:1. Both had 12 kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what the fk would have happened if BH took the darned radiance? BH instead of SA will just get disabled and fragged. Not like anything will change in a 2v5 team clash if BH or SA had the freaking radiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a hell lot of childish and naive people love letting games get into the way of friendships. Yeah, I don't mind if friends curse each other in a game, but when they get out of a game and still curse around, fk that attitude, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder why people are so caught up with winning. Just because you don't like losing doesnt mean you can't lose and will go all the way to blame others for the team's loss and make yourself feel better. Okay, you've blamed the world: lich didn't nova on time, bloodseeker left, techies should have repicked a better hero, SA shouldnt have taken the leaver's stinking radiance, okay, so does it make you feel a lot better? You've already lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-O-S-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck, just shut up and accept it. I've played enough dota games and lost enough times to realise that I don't have to win every game to enjoy a game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lot of people think they deserve to win the game. You ain't some professional WCG player who has trained a year for that day of reckoning. You don't deserve anything in fact. You are just like me, a random schoolboy who logs on to garena to de-stressed. We haven't done anything to deserve a resounding victory and complete triumph over our opponents. The opponents are people living somewhere off in Singapore, with their own lives and families, and with enough skill and dota experience to freaking win a game. Just because you are you doesnt mean you deserve a win in every game you play and its everyone else's fault that you lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes some people are simply too caught up with games. Just shut up, smile, and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3199866778142443863?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3199866778142443863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3199866778142443863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3199866778142443863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3199866778142443863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-seriously-hate-playing-dota-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7622649285676233472</id><published>2008-10-31T13:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:26:20.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually bothered to make different lyrics for the choruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stop and Stare -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school is colder now, I think it's sick of us &lt;br /&gt;It's time to file the notes, I'm shakin off the dust &lt;br /&gt;I've got my heart set on 3.8 but here &lt;br /&gt;I'm staring down myself, counting up the marks&lt;br /&gt;Steady hands, just take the pen... &lt;br /&gt;And every test is killing me &lt;br /&gt;Time to make one last appeal... for the GPA I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm mugging but I go nowhere &lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know that everyone gets scared &lt;br /&gt;But I need that 80 marks for bio-oh-ohh-ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare &lt;br /&gt;You start to wonder why you are phail and dead&lt;br /&gt;And your APR is G_G X_X &lt;br /&gt;But that ain't what you really need &lt;br /&gt;Oh, can u see what I see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nervous system comes back, all my neurons push &lt;br /&gt;Differentiate that x now, I never thought I could... &lt;br /&gt;Steady chem, don't fail me now &lt;br /&gt;We mustn't die for physics, somehow &lt;br /&gt;But HMT pulls my marks down &lt;br /&gt;And I'm crying now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare &lt;br /&gt;I think they're moderating but I go nowhere &lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know that the teachers don't care&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never get that four point zero-ohhhhhh &lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare &lt;br /&gt;You start to wonder why you screwed up then &lt;br /&gt;Must be dota anime and CS&lt;br /&gt;But those ain't what you really need &lt;br /&gt;Oh, you don't need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What u need, what u need... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm graduating but I go nowhere &lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know that everyone's coming back &lt;br /&gt;To RI thanks to merger all the way back then&lt;br /&gt;Oh, do u see what I see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And the post below is new too, btw.&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/400705600406075419-7622649285676233472?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7622649285676233472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7622649285676233472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7622649285676233472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7622649285676233472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/stop-and-stare-this-school-is-colder.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7704449749381707262</id><published>2008-10-31T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:10:30.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanted to go to school today, because Joel was telling me how we only have a few more days to be an RI boy in our lives, and I do agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to Zennon's influence I gamed all the way till 4.45am and knocked my alarm clocks out cold in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is pretty fine nowadays I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current ongoing anime list:&lt;br /&gt;Tora Dora&lt;br /&gt;Casshern Sins &lt;br /&gt;Ga Rei Zero&lt;br /&gt;To Aru Majutsu no Index&lt;br /&gt;CHAOS;Head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ones below are anime which I read the sypnosis of but do not regularly watch the episodes:&lt;br /&gt;Clannad ~After Story~&lt;br /&gt;Akane Iro ni Somaru Saka&lt;br /&gt;EF- A Tale of Melodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to do a little R&amp;amp;R after I received my EOY scores, taking note of the more interesting answers I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: You know, 3/4 of my 2nd AQ page was encircled by a huge bracket where the teacher wrote "Good Grief!" for my crazy overshooting of the word count; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, my sexist/chauvinistic comment, which said that girls are like christmas cakes as both are left on the shelf after 25th, spread like wildfire throughout the english dept, because my friends from 4K and 4F told me their respective english teachers told their class about this guy who wrote a sexist comment in his essay. Wtf. Seems like my name is mud in the english department.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall 3.6 for English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths: Surprisingly did better in paper 2 than paper 1 (I thought I did damn well for paper 1 as compared to screwing up in paper 2). This was because I didn't make much errors after my intense 6-mark screwup in paper2, while in paper 1 I got pwned by this long question which I lost all but 1 mark in because I wrote -2 x 2 = 2 which is so wtf. And I made this mistake somewhere near the start, so everything that followed was ruined. Lost some marks in some integrating questions where I didn't put the modulus sign on the stuff which was ln-ed (log-e) so yeah, too bad careless la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall 4.0 for mathematics 1, 4.0 for mathematics 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics: Okay, darn careless, like I wrote that atmospheric pressure in the case scenario was equivalent to 10 kilometers of water wtf okay thats just screwed. It was supposed to be 10kPa in the scenario but yeah. Score was still a very good one in class. Gchoo mentioned that I was the only person in class to get full marks for the bonus question. Pretty funny because I always thought I had lost 2 marks from my bonus question but my answer turned out correct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall 4.0 for Physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry: Okay, score wasnt what I would have liked it to be, but as I said I walked in to the EOY without wanting anything but an overall 4.0, so unlike most others I just studied the bare minimum for a 4.0. Anyway it was still a decent 65/80 which is one of the highest in class so its still okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall 4.0 for Chemistry, 90%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology: Got pwned like crazy up down left right for careless mistakes but my score was still above average somehow somehow somehow, so still managed to hold on to my 4.0 thanks to my good CA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall 4.0 for Biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History: Okay 3.6 I don't really care about my humans and I just like it where it is: 3.6, neither in the realm of unsustainable impossibility or in the desolated and barren wastelands of a 3.2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall 3.6 for History.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: Same comment as history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall 3.6 for Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with a 2.8 for Chinese, that equates to a decent 3.73 in my GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-7704449749381707262?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7704449749381707262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7704449749381707262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7704449749381707262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7704449749381707262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/wanted-to-go-to-school-today-because.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8594272308219029214</id><published>2008-10-30T12:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:19:59.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school, 1st period was mark checking, okay, only close score to another grade jump is SS with a 77, which is so far so forget it; got 5 4.0s for maths1 maths2 phy chem bio as usual, 3.6s for english ss and history, and 2.8 for chinese (awww  sad)....so its a 3.73 gpa which is really not bad, considering the lowered average GPA due to the killer EOYs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only 2/3 of the class turned up for lesson. As expected, the rest just pon school. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top: Jeremy, 3.87 (honestly hes just gay in mugging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joint 2nd: Huan and Pranav 3.75 (Huan is a Vietnam scholar and takes 1 less subject so his gpa calculation is slightly different from ours; Pranav takes Hindi which isn't included in his current APR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.73 joint 4th with Marcus (Teo), Joel Kek, and Jing Yuan. Joel will probably jump up to &lt;strike&gt;3.82&lt;/strike&gt; 3.78 because he has &lt;strike&gt;2&lt;/strike&gt; 1 subjects at something-nine which might get moderated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Considering our class has a strong academic record with awful behavior and attitude, I would say that I should have done pretty well as compared to the cohort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But GPA isnt that important. If you look carefully, GPA always equates to GPA, and if you read "GPA" aloud to yourself, it doesnt sound that significant anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was R&amp;amp;R for different subjects, so I decided to go home at 9am, which is like, in strict terms, actually playing truant. I would call it a productive use of time, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Thomas just strolled out of the RI/RJC gates unstopped, and we saw Lennie, Marcus (Koe) and Marcus (Lee) ponning school too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and thomas went to my house to play some dota. Teamwork was fairly decent, another holyshit nerubian assassin haha. This time I ksed like hell =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only 12.35 now; the day is really long when one skips school......I guess I'll take a nap =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN SPAM DOTA AT NIGHT HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly a year since I unleashed my own crazy and rabid dota spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-8594272308219029214?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8594272308219029214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8594272308219029214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8594272308219029214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8594272308219029214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-to-school-1st-period-was-mark.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-3847571363185536182</id><published>2008-10-29T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:12:10.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It just dawned on me that my heck-care attitude towards this 40% weightage EOYs is a bloody frightening thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better not happen in my JC life seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3847571363185536182?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3847571363185536182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3847571363185536182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3847571363185536182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3847571363185536182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-just-dawned-on-me-that-my-heck-care.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-375675828511976927</id><published>2008-10-28T17:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T02:49:42.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phy bio eng back, results not damn good not bad but still above average, with only bio going wtf cos I couldn't get 4.0 for overall which is damn wtf but its still okay because if Junxiang and Junlin both can't get 4.0 means they are going to moderate it like hell because they seriously fragz0rs us like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I honestly don't give a shit about the results of the EOYs which I barely studied anything for. Lower than what I would have liked it to be but satisfactory nevertheless. Anyway there's nothing to regret about since I didnt even put in my heart and soul into EOYs so whatever I get back wouldn't reflect much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT LEAST I HAD SO MUCH FUN DURING EOY REVISION HAHA. Sometimes the fun factor just covers up for everything else eh. It's like last EOY, just make it fun, no stress, and I must say I was less pressured for EOY than the normal CCTs although I don't study much for my CCTs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEH. Casualty rate for EOYs is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe my GPA is important as it affects the class-placements next year, but they are probably doing the same thing to our batch back in sec3; instead of loose-banding they might just dump us to RA/non-RA, and people who didnt apply for RA like me will just get chumped to some random PCME class so GPA doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok research@YDSP is more important than my GPA since its my holiday happiness at stake; met my co-mentor and partner at the opening and just sat around in the LT watching the intro stuff. Really boring, yeah, and I didnt bother eating the free lunch there (smelled quite nice though =/) Meanwhile I walked around and saw Eugene "actively engaging" his mentor in their "immersive sharing of ideas" as they talked for like nearly 1 hour standing at the same spot wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; After that, our co-mentor drove us to NTU where we met our mentor, Prof Shen.  We went arnd NTU to take a look at the labs and the anechoic chamber we would be doing measurements in, and my oh my the foam absorbers are looked so dead in the 12-year-old anechoic chamber. Prof Shen mentioned that they were getting it fixed soon, and I seriously hope the renovation doesn't affect our project schedule as it is really tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway essentially we are designing some antenna which is invisible to the naked eye and also radar proof, so its pretty stealthy (snoop snoop) and yeah. Can't be bothererd to elaborate more, but what I am more concerned about is my parnter being AFK for like 2 weeks on holiday, so we probably have to rush the design out before she leaves, and let SIM Tech get the stuff manufactured when she's gone (the manufacturing process takes a lot of time), so she cancome back and we can start on the measurements and project report blah blah. Then rush the report by 31st Dec, rush poster by 30th Jan, and everything should turn out fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was a moderately long journey back to Khatib from NTU at Boon Lay, and had to take the MRT yeah. Luckily the Jurong-East bound train is rather empty in the morning so I can probably get a seat and catch forty winks before I reach the green line to transfer. It dawned on me how long each trip is gonna take, sigh   -__- There was this neighbourhood school couple who were like touching each other and whispering mushy stuff into each other's ears in the middle of the MRT, and the best/worst thing was that they were standing in front of me; well, I seriously don't mind free shows in the middle of an MRT ride, I mean, it's good entertainment for schoolboys like me, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW WHERES MY SEXY ANIME I BETTER MAKE MYSELF HAPPY NOW BEFORE I GET FRAGGED BY THE REST OF THE PAPERS TOMORROW AND BECOME TOO SICK TO WATCH ANIME TOMORROW AFTER SCHOOL=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-375675828511976927?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/375675828511976927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=375675828511976927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/375675828511976927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/375675828511976927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/phy-bio-eng-back-results-not-damn-good.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-2764705221530294100</id><published>2008-10-24T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:18:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fell asleep when taking the bus home just now; woke up in the middle of my sleep at the correct stop. How wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should rely on my instincts next time; this has happened before at least 3 times on the MRT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-2764705221530294100?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2764705221530294100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2764705221530294100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2764705221530294100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2764705221530294100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/fell-asleep-when-taking-bus-home-just.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-1252157526799975881</id><published>2008-10-21T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:25:20.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay R&amp;amp;Rs for EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - should be able to do decently and secure a 3.6 if I don't get pwnzt for my sexist joke and doubling the wordcount limit for AQ. My vocab got badly raped too if I am not wrong, since I didn't follow my unreliable instincts. And my instincts were somehow accurate on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies - A 3.6 guaranteed and a 4.0 unknown need a 25/30 for 4.0; I am pretty happy about the quality of my essays but my 2nd essay was slightly out of point as I didn't specify the scope of 9th to 15th venice. Considering the fact that I didn't even know when the hell was Venice in existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - Everyone said it was easy, I thought it was okay, I got tricked in a couple of  questions, but it shouldn't turn out too bad, since I am decent at chemistry. Didn't study much for my sciences overall because I was just aiming for a 4.0, so I spent most of my study sessions screwing around instead of doing something productive. Need a 46/80 for a 4.0, so I am pretty sure I will get a 4.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History - Questions were highly generic, I thought I did well enough, 5 full sides of foolscap for each essay. Need a very very gay 36/40 for a 4.0. Unless they moderate, which is highly impossible, I will never get a 4.0 for history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics - I thought it was pretty easy, but I always have this lingering doubt about my feelings. This is because when I think a paper is hard, it can be a lack of self-esteem, but when I think a paper is easy, it can be due to overconfidence and the fact that I screwed up without even knowing it. Lost only 4 marks so far due to a stupid mistake on electromagnetic induction, but it's okay. Barely any revision done, just did some half-ass-random-doing of physics workout questions and flipping through the physics workout again on the day itself. Oh no, and I also spent like half my time with the physics workout dissing it about how much errors they had. Like, "In the diagram shown below" when there was no diagram for the question, and "Below shows five barometers" when there were clearly 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology - I thought the paper was rather vague; but it should be pretty okay nevertheless. I need to lose 30 marks to lose my 4.0, which is pretty hard, so that shouldn't happen. I screwed up a couple of cunning MCQ questions, but that hopefully won't lead to my downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics 1: It was a pretty decent paper, lost 1 mark so far I guess, because like many others, we simply forgot that when tan^2 x = 1, tan x = -1 or 1. But anyway, I got all the questions which were discussed among the class correct, so it should turn out pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics 2: Gosh, I guess it sucked pretty bad because my mind went blank and I forgot that I could integrate dh/dt to find h in terms of t. I was enlightened at the last minute, but 1 minute isn't enough to finish a 5-mark question with a 1 mark sequel. So, 6 marks goes pwhinggggggggg. I can lose another 6 marks before my 4.0 gets jeopardized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So estimated EOY gpa should be probably around 3.69 to 3.78. 3.82 will only be attainable if they give gay moderations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as EOY draws to an end, I must say that it sure pisses me off to get such an anticlimaxy post-EOY as I had been having too much fun before EOYs. I didn't put in any effort for my EOYs, didn't study, didn't make notes (just photocopied other ppl's notes), and screwed around in studying sessions and rotted at home without doing anything much. EOY scores will probably be lower than my normal CCT scores, but they should be able to maintain my GPAs nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me now join in the prayer with the rest of the RI population for generous post-EOY moderations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-1252157526799975881?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/1252157526799975881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=1252157526799975881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1252157526799975881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1252157526799975881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-r-for-eoys.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-6412707941846358588</id><published>2008-10-19T01:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:55:55.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bah okay maths left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still feeling decently high because the EOYs were both more yet less wack as I thought they would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am relatively happy and carefree now (mathematics hangs precariously on the 4.0 cliff), I shall begin a random rant on the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bishan library is not a condusive place for study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I'm an asshole who breaks library rules. I'm sorry? But I don't litter the place, so I guess it's okay. To a person like me it's the ends that matter, not really the means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, bishan library's been pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That security guard who stands there like some jobless old man (not the turban guard) and doesn't move around to patrol. I am in his line of sight, and thus I can never eat the subway I smuggled in. I wouldn't say he sucks, but he just stands there and stares around, which prevents me from eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fat ass library guy who told us to stop eating sweets while he definitely eats more sweets than us. And he didnt even let me keep my wrappers in my bag, i mean, shut up, it's my goddamn trash, as long as I am not littering you should just shut up yeah? I am not littering your place, so you should just get out of my sight instead of being a clown. And yes, sorry that I am an inconsiderate RI boy. But I don't litter or make too much noise, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turban guard who thinks he's cool and goes around telling people they can't even use their phones in the library. Not even in silent mode. Nuts? And he tries to be cool. No, your long white beard tells me that there's a significant generation gap. 60 year old men can't be cool. He always tries to tell people that their actions are inconsiderate towards other users, but he doesnt really seem to understand that he's the inconsiderate, noisy, and distracting one around. I mean users of the library will obviously find silent smsers less irritating as compared to some guy who goes on a long explanatory lecture, telling the smser why he/she is inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, look. If librarians, I mean those polite ones who smile, just came over to tell us to shift a little because we are blocking the shelves, we would surely move aside. But if we are not even allowed to hold our handphones in our hands in the library, there's seriously something wrong with the rules. I think that turban guard is exaggerating because I am pretty sure that a ban on handphones in the library is outrageous and retarded. Just because there are nonchalant handphone users who speak loudly while remaining completely oblivious towards their surroundings, doesn't mean that handphones should be banned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. And what pisses me off totally are that some of these library staff think they are big and the library is their goddamn turf. Seriously, I know there are plenty of nice librarians around who will always be willing to lend you a helping hand in your quest for interesting books, or would always render you their service when you are encountering technical difficulties. But some of these library staff are completely rabid and overzealous in their enforcement of library rules. They piss me off. It's like, I know your life sucks, don't go around throwing your WEIGHT (yeah that fat guy who told me that even keeping candy wrappers IN MY BAG is not allowed) around just because you work here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The library is your workplace, not your darned house. You don't OWN the goddamn place. You don't freaking set the rules on the spot as and when you like, just because you don't like the fact that I am a carefree student while you are a loser stuck in your mid-life crisis, trying to get a VIP pass to Beijing 101 and not knowing what you to do with that life, or the lack thereof, of yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a vendetta, nor am I trying to be offensive, but seriously I need to lose some steam because some librarians are just unreasonable. Other's are nice and helpful yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hate ranting and offending people like that, but people who piss me off warrant this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library staff are usually polite friendly and helpful, and I can't help but to lament that there are always a small herd of black sheep which tarnish, taint, befoul and defile the chaste and pristine reputation of librarians as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are interested librarians from NLB or whatsover (unlikely) reading this, I'm sorry if I offended you, but take note that some people in your midst have a problem with their attitude, check?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh actually I am not as pissed off as I seem in the post. Just a random rant in the middle of a saturday night (or early sunday morning?) regarding the past few days spent in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-6412707941846358588?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/6412707941846358588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=6412707941846358588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/6412707941846358588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/6412707941846358588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/bah-okay-maths-left.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-5172208747217638126</id><published>2008-10-17T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:06:11.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOYs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhHO4-atWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FGyRSUE0vE0/s1600-h/pwnt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhHO4-atWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FGyRSUE0vE0/s400/pwnt3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258030886092977506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Guildford gets ready for EOYs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhFfW4EjKI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6NcBp6W2k-U/s1600-h/pwnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhHO_IlKGI/AAAAAAAAAnA/FcywLe63zG8/s400/pwnt4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258030887746218082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;EOYs BANZAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhFfW4EjKI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6NcBp6W2k-U/s1600-h/pwnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhFfW4EjKI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6NcBp6W2k-U/s400/pwnt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258028969974074530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guildford angsts after he gets pwnt by English and SS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhFfsEM-sI/AAAAAAAAAmw/HqMqZukhoL0/s1600-h/pwnthagain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhFfsEM-sI/AAAAAAAAAmw/HqMqZukhoL0/s400/pwnthagain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258028975662103234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The battered Guildford angsts even more after he gets pwnt by Chem History Phy and Bio! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5172208747217638126?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5172208747217638126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5172208747217638126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5172208747217638126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5172208747217638126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/eoys.html' title='EOYs'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SPhHO4-atWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FGyRSUE0vE0/s72-c/pwnt3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-7006277413601652720</id><published>2008-10-12T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:28:39.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dislikes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs&lt;br /&gt;Norihiro Yagi&lt;br /&gt;Relatives &lt;br /&gt;Setsuna F Seiei and the rest of his merry band of meisters&lt;br /&gt;Social retards&lt;br /&gt;Kanon /Ayu &lt;----(This is probably the 100,000th word of my blog)&lt;div&gt;Fail muggers who mug damn hard&lt;br /&gt;Losers who make the "Chsk" sound when it gets crammed on the mrt. Gtfo of the mrt and buy ur own car. Not rich enough then stfu and join the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emails on animal right violation&lt;br /&gt;English Dubs for anime&lt;br /&gt;Tuition advertisements&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who lol and haha too much on msn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laggy computers&lt;br /&gt;Retarded salesmen&lt;br /&gt;Heero Yuy&lt;br /&gt;HMT&lt;br /&gt;Idiots who walk really slow on the streets&lt;br /&gt;Epic Movie&lt;br /&gt;The government telling us to embrace creativity while the Navy steals Monty Python ideas for advertisements&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Losers who fail at setting up lab stuff&lt;br /&gt;Snail / Insect lovers.&lt;br /&gt;Attention seeking people who try to be deliberately funny and end up not being funny. Those who end up being funny are ok because they are funny.&lt;br /&gt;Pretentious idiots who try to get a large social circle on facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Losers who try to be societally-knowledgeable by involving themselves on STOMP but don't realise that they are retarded&lt;br /&gt;Ouran High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overzealous and arrogant library security guards (esp the turban-dude in Bishan library)&lt;br /&gt;GN particles and idiots who think fictitious shit like that is cool&lt;br /&gt;Crappy ministers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Losers who like trying to strike up random conversations on msn or in real life and then run out of things to say halfway, or ask stupid questions, which results in uncomfortable silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who need tuition to do well in exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poser kids who wear caps and smoke in void decks&lt;br /&gt;Necrophiliacs&lt;br /&gt;Snobs on forums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who walk faster than me because they are maniacs.&lt;br /&gt;People who walk slower than me because they are slugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Low torrent speeds&lt;br /&gt;Intellectually ignorant people.&lt;br /&gt;Blood&lt;br /&gt;Zinc bags cos they are damn loser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who care about looks&lt;br /&gt;Time wasted in elections.&lt;br /&gt;Protagonist of Linebarrels of Iron, whoever he is&lt;br /&gt;Chain mail which encourage further spammage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rar files with passwords&lt;br /&gt;Spastards who mug O level model answers&lt;br /&gt;Prefects who book me for long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad infinitum. Quite inexhausive.&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/400705600406075419-7006277413601652720?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7006277413601652720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7006277413601652720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7006277413601652720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7006277413601652720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/dislikes-eoys-norihiro-yagi-relatives.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-4728745275281688971</id><published>2008-10-05T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:39:38.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Studying bio now hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1.40pm today xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, received YDSP materials. Just randomly browsed through them. It sends shivers down my spine when I wonder how an IT-illiterate person like me is going to use the computer simulation program to simulate test results blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed to install apple into my com, sadly =( The apple installer failed to see the unallocated volume in my computer to install itself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try again after EOYs though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs end on the 20th, then I will try to juggle with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Spam anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) YDSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Build a perfect grade gundam model kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-4728745275281688971?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/4728745275281688971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=4728745275281688971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4728745275281688971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4728745275281688971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/studying-bio-now-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-9147535865445322517</id><published>2008-10-04T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:18:51.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleh bleh bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did AV duties for science hub opening today, instead of attending the RE congress. Then I went on to play lumines at the RE-SL fair while eating cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and took a nice, long nap =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clannad afterstory started off on a leisurely note, I am really wondering how the story will be like. It's still lingering around school days, although they are already in their 3rd year of high school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't downloaded AkaneIro and Tora Dora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gundam 00 should be out soon too hmph. Given Gundam's popularity, I would expect like near-immediate subbing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still studying at a leisurely pace, randomly browsing through notes, and not bothering to do any memory work yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so screwed in my work mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have no idea what was taught in the topic of evoltion. Someone pass me the learner's outcome sheet please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I forgot everything about immunology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I forgot everything about biomedical research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only yesterday did I discover the right hand rule (not the grip one), and only today did I discover that current decreases with an increase in voltage in a transformer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept through all the lessons, bleh bleh bleh ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite zomgbbq. I am so CMI in physics currently because I keep sleeping in class. Tomorrow I shall spam physics workout at Junlin's church heh heh. See how it goes; I am always very skeptical about answer keys; I always think they are wrong. I blame it on the RI maths supplementary exercise answer sheets: they are wrong half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah I better get started in my STUDY. EOYS ARE NEXT FRIDAY DAMMITTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YDSP has supposedly started and I am supposed to be studying research materials and doing my lit review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dear professor Shen hasn't emailed us yet. Tsk. I shall get back to him soon. Provided I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juuni Kokuki has finished download! 12 gigabytes finally done wtfongggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be simple. Just spam mass convos for revision. Bleh heh heh. I am a crappy student anyway, and I prefer studying the slack way than the Jeremy way: mug the notes, put it under the pillow for a night and sleep on it, and then burn it, add it to a cup of water, drink it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am still downloading leopard OS X. If it works, I will be able to run 2 OS-es on my computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have to buy a whole stack of DVDs to back-up my com/burn OS X inside so I can install from BIOS, and get a 160 gb hard drive to back up all my anime; I don't want to lose all my anime when my computer goes kapoof/kaboom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata for now. I am feeling so guilty this carefree disposition of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-9147535865445322517?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/9147535865445322517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=9147535865445322517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9147535865445322517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9147535865445322517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/10/bleh-bleh-bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-2560698782691114494</id><published>2008-09-30T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:39:07.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEASON: FALL</title><content type='html'>FALL ANIME COMES TOMORROW.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REJOICE FELLOW OTAKUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even those stupid EOYs won't stop me from my FALL SEASON ANIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, like a responsible anime-enthusiast, I have to shortlist the anime I am planning to watch, and faithfully torrent each episode when it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to get a portable hard drive soon because my laptop is running out of space and I can't bear to delete my anime T____T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I can buy my father's one off at a rip-off price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of anime I have decided to watch for fall season:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clannad Afterstory &lt;/span&gt;(Premieres 2nd October)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gundam 00 Season 2&lt;/span&gt; (Premieres 5th October)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ef - A Tale of Melodies&lt;/span&gt; (Premieres 6th October)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toradora&lt;/span&gt; (Premieres 1st October)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kurozuka &lt;/span&gt;(Premieres 7th October)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tentai Senshi Sunred&lt;/span&gt; (Premieres 3rd October) (Watch 1 episode before deciding to follow up, since anime like this either funny or fail)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuroshitsuji&lt;/span&gt; (Premieres 2nd October)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anime I have lubbed from people/downloading/downloaded and planning to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macross Frontier &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juuni Kokuki (Twelve Kingdoms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zero no Tsukaima &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(only got 1st 2 seasons, still have to download the third)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsubasa Chronicle &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(only have the 2nd season but not the first -_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blood+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Lubbed/downloading/downloaded but not planning to watch currently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rozen Maiden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VKnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kyouran Kazoku Nikki &lt;/span&gt;(Only watched a few episodes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Lubbed from people but never ever going to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouran High&lt;br /&gt;Kanon (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&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/400705600406075419-2560698782691114494?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2560698782691114494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2560698782691114494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2560698782691114494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2560698782691114494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/season-fall.html' title='SEASON: FALL'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8378299240364433464</id><published>2008-09-28T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:28:36.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Torrenting Juuni Kokuki now, it should take this week to finish. Its like 45 episodes long and 12 gb in size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finished 3 revision worksheets and 13 episodes of True Tears and 12 episodes of Seirei no Moribito within a 60 hour span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite fast, considering the fact that people (especially myself) get easily distracted and bored while doing stupid crap like application of integration and application of differentiation and circular measure.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is trigo, hopefully I can finish half by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then differentiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then integration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I leave the delicious looking probability to the last. Easiest for the last =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-8378299240364433464?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8378299240364433464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8378299240364433464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8378299240364433464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8378299240364433464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/tand-application-of-dif-and-circular.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-3617029031164082526</id><published>2008-09-23T01:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:13:07.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asdfbbq</title><content type='html'>1.43am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall do a post now, since I am boiling some eggs for supper.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be doing maths later, due to some unknown motivation to spam some maths in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponned medical physics talk and went studying with Junlin, Heezhi, and Junlin's church friends. They wouldn't clash, but I didn't fancy waking up early for the talk, so I just skipped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junlin's church friends were really friendly and made me feel at home despite me not knowing them earlier. Had a really long and nice chat with the RJC seniors about JC life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Isetan (shaw)  with my parents after that, where I just sat on the floor in Isetan and did my maths, since I didn't have much to see. Probably looked like an idiot, but who cares, as long as I got some maths done, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a nice pasta restaurant for dinner, where I ruined the nice, dim atmosphere by putting a large stack of notes on my table to sort them out. I then continued doing my maths in front of my parents' dinner plates. How befitting of the atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, finished Darker than Black the anime. It feels pretty Claymore-ish, where the protagonist has to obey the orders given by an shadowy, omniscient and omnipresent order (syndicate, in this case) which is ready to kill the protagonist any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has plenty of violence and some gore, but I would say its a pretty good anime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the anime at 6am, so I went to sleep till 11.30, where I got up and went out for Junxiang's birthday outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was a great day, another of the best days I have spent so far in my life. I went out with the anime enthusiasts of my class: Me Junxiang Tianyang Thomas Peisu Junlin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met at J8, where we had lunch at Mcdonalds while we talked cock about where we wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I randomly suggested the maid cosplay cafe at City Hall, since all of us watched anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone was bored, so we decided to go take a look. But we decided to play pool first, so we went to Marina Square to find the pool centre. After 20 minutes of walking, we went to the pool centre to realize that the price was a jaw-dropping 12 dollars per table per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to play a bit of arcade nearby, where Peisu played some car-racing on a faulty machine which kept shaking, while Thomas pwned some drumming arcade game thanks to his imbalanced reflexes from DJ Max and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked all the way back to City Hall, and set off for CHIJMES, where the maid cosplay cafe was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw some woman cosplaying as a maid wiping the table, and she was also wearing stockings wtf. Damn Japanese-anime like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her face wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the 6 of us sat on the stairs outside the cafe and emo-ed about the cmi-ness of the cosplay cafe and where else to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we hiked all the way to Sunshine Plaza where we took a good look at some manga/modelling shops, as well as bought ourselves a drink for the hawt weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We strolled behind the building, and Thomas tried to litter by throwing his drink can into th  roadside bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his drink can hit the single branch which was sticking out, and bounced back on the pavement xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't stop him from littering, of course. He just picked it up again and tossed it in a jack-proof area of the bushes without branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Paradiz for a little bit of lan. It wasn't that kind of hardcore lan session where teenagers engaged in a life and death battle of dota or adrenaline wasting CS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a laugh-out session where we just leisurely played CS and Dota, something which I haven't experienced in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was t3h l33t cs geek in cs zomg with my kills doubling peisu's (he got 2nd most kills in CS). Dota was pretty retarded as Tianyang and Peisu didn't know how to play, so we just screwed around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went all the way to Bukit Timah where we had to wait a whole 40 minutes outside the restaurant due to its lack of tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was extremely delicious, and we spent our time playing Truth or Dare (I didn't play much), and talking about our teachers and cracking dirty jokes although we were in the vicinity of many couples and families with children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill amounted to $217.80, which was paid by Junxiang (birthday boy). Really, Thanks Junxiang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Peisu left the motley, merry band of anime enthusiasts for his Man U vs Chelsea match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the rest of us went to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally plagued by bad luck in pool, by hitting a lot of cue balls into the holes (they somehow rebounded just the way I didn't expect it to) and having a ball jump over my 2 balls and hitting Junxiang's 2 balls for a penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhh. But I had this accidental shot which I accidentally bounced the ball which landed smack on my blue ball which rolled into the hole xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the pool session, it was already 11pm, so we left for home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at 11.48pm =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really great experience. Thanks again, Junxiang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the next part of my post is about an anime called Kyouran Kazoku Nikki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting Kengyong, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'MS Shell Dlg';font-size:13px;"&gt;[Kyouran Kazoku Nikki] is like haruhi done by kyoani on drugs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'MS Shell Dlg';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I agree, it is something like Haruhi without all the Haruhi but with all the Haruhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhh how do I phrase it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Haruhi was a cup of hot, frothy cappucino, Kyouran Kazoku Nikki would be a can of coca cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haruhi feels really exquisite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only 14 episodes, which make you fully appreciate the value of each episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animation is of high quality. Even the random space-ship battle is well animated, and same for the lame fighting scene between the cave cricket vs Koizumi + Nagato. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concert scene was also well-drawn and animated to high detail, be it Nagato's guitar, Haruhi's vocals, or the drums and bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anime also provides each character with an in-depth and excellent portrayal, without the need of story arcs, unlike anime such as Clannad, Darker than Black, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each character is also unique and likeable, and Haruhi's liveliness and enthusiasm really bursts out of your TV/computer/iPod screen to draw you in and immerse you into the story itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the jokes and cynical comments from Kyon always give the situations with a touch of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyouran is just spammed with cheap humour and plenty of China-made Haruhi enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, there is a motley bunch of characters which make up the SOS Brigade (In this case, the family) of Kyouran. But I feel that neither of them are well-developed nor well-potrayed in the anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animation is completely thrashed by Haruhi's animation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would still say Kyouran is worth watching, since it itself, without the comparison with The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, is still a pretty fun anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I would say Haruhi would be one of the benchmarks for an all-rounder anime with great character development, great animation, plenty of humour, and a refreshing taste of originality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Haruhi has no plot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take note: No plot. Even the story is aired in an anachronistic order because there is no plot involved. The furthest any storyline stretches is 2 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyouran can't really compare to Haruhi, in any sense, not because Kyouran is bad, but rather because Kyouran is good, whereas Haruhi is better; Haruhi is just too good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, next up is Byousoku 5cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its scenery is very well animated, together with an excellent emphasis on the seasons and weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The winter and spring seasons potrayed are simply beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portrayal of the environment is also excellent, and the characters' emotional development is subtle yet strong. You can always tell whether an anime is good in the portrayal of the characters' emotions: Whether the character thinks out loud, or whether the anime uses subtle body language and background music to bring the message and atmosphere across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories are also extremely touching, and considerably more realistic as compared to most animes, and everything just pieces up together to form a really great 1 hour anime movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final montage of scenes at the end is also extremely well made, and tells around half of the stories without the need of any dialogue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In essence, Byousoku is a really beautiful anime and I guess I would recommend everyone to watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K have to rush my maths now. Tcha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3617029031164082526?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3617029031164082526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3617029031164082526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3617029031164082526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3617029031164082526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/asdfbbq.html' title='asdfbbq'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-2114217641009029485</id><published>2008-09-17T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:30:51.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SNEfV0DOCwI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WkkgpEpJKl8/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shit I guess I am having too much fun for a student who is supposed to do his HMT O's in a month and a half's time, and his EOYs in 2-3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway fun is healthy so I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to study at Bryan's house with Hongbo, and we played pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongbo+ Bryan vs Yanwei is 1:2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SNEeuy8TbPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Xeiib-Trn6E/s400/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247008830160858354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SNEfV0DOCwI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WkkgpEpJKl8/s400/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247009500473199362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;We suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SNEevGP7ntI/AAAAAAAAAmA/mTThvscoweI/s400/16092008710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247008835343458002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;We suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-2114217641009029485?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2114217641009029485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2114217641009029485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2114217641009029485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2114217641009029485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/shit-i-guess-i-am-having-too-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SNEeuy8TbPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Xeiib-Trn6E/s72-c/DSC00192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-1778091474234412984</id><published>2008-09-16T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:50:18.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know the font is weird but I don't know how to fix it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Oh no.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;It hit me when I was taking a shower that I am going to be an adult in 2 years' time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;You look at your parents reading all those bills and contracts and doing all the grown-up related stuff, you swear they must have undergone some 21-day how-to-be-an-adult training course.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;I mean, I am going to walk out of RJC with an A-level cert and my brain full of intellectual knowledge, and completely clueless about how to be an adult.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Why isn't there a tutorial island or something for being an adult.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Then got welcome goody-bag of a small car, small house, a credit card, 10k cash, a girlfriend, a scholarship, a laptop, etc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Then they like, teach you what to say for job interviews.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you financial literacy. Like where to invest and what the stock market is all about and how to actually derive something intelligible out of all the damned numbers and graphs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to buy an airline ticket.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to look as calm and composed like an adult when taking blood tests, instead of breaking into cold sweat and begging the nurse to be soft on you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to sign a contract.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you pick-up lines and 101 ways how to get a girl.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to read official mail.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to make a sensible email address, instead of something stupid like cancerstick99@gmail.com (that's mine, btw)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to cycle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to write cheques.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to sign up for a phone line.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you about your government and all the stuff behind it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to use an ATM.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to get rich.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to pay your taxes and pay your bills.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to send a proper mail.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to use teletext.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach you how to watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach you how to use a credit card.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to actually develop a cool signature, instead of being a loser like me who just writes his name there for a signature.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to cook for yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Teach you how to have an adult-style handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach you how to look like an adult, instead of a teenager in street clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach you about adult dress-sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach you about branded stuff in the adult world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach you how to be superficial in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach you how to buy a house, where to buy a house, and how to analyze property prices.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:12.0pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;ad infinitum.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/400705600406075419-1778091474234412984?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/1778091474234412984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=1778091474234412984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1778091474234412984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1778091474234412984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-no.html' title='I know the font is weird but I don&apos;t know how to fix it'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-1235317390410999130</id><published>2008-09-16T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:08:13.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am freaking numbed to my chair after watchin Ef a tale of memories. Its so freaking emotionally overloaded that my off-tune emotional sensors couldn't receive anything and they just overwhelmed and went kaboom and I just sat there feeling numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel emo at all man. Shit. WASTED THE NICE ANIME GAHHHHH. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I will be analysing the local classroom situation from my point of view. This is just an explanation of how things are/have been in this nice and cozy (ohreally?) corner of 4P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a brief diagram of the seating positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6DrZJ2DkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MX_wICVjQ8M/s1600-h/seats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6DrZJ2DkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MX_wICVjQ8M/s400/seats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246275397442997826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I shall portray the auras emitted by different people. More circles = more hardcore aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow: China Aura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black : History Aura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red: Physics Aura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green: Mathematics Aura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6Dru-tfxI/AAAAAAAAAlA/fdwRyhMZyiw/s1600-h/seats2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6Dru-tfxI/AAAAAAAAAlA/fdwRyhMZyiw/s400/seats2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246275403301879570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I have neglected the biology/chemistry blahblah auras, since they are nothing much. You notice that no geeks do bio and chem, but all geeks do maths and physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just in case the picture was too messy for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junlin emits moderate mathematics aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heezhi emits moderate mathematics and imbalanced history aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emit no aura because a sleeping man emits no aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junxiang emits imbalanced physics aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tianyang emits moderate history and moderate China aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekien emits no aura as the iLurbChineseBecauseiLurbMyTeacher&lt;3 aura is not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the more interesting auras: Lumines aura and the last aura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lumines is a game like tetris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the lumines auras. Those with lesser circles are the "lesser" players; less hardcore and lower score. Just to note, its too late to change the picture, but Joel is supposed to have even larger green circles yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6ElCDZR8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/b9Dl4CvIAYI/s1600-h/seatslumines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6ElCDZR8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/b9Dl4CvIAYI/s400/seatslumines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246276387674343362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Joel has the most Lumines aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the class's lumines aura comes from the central area where Jia/Jing/BenGoh/Charles, sit, but since they are not in the picture, I shan't include it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime aura shan't be included because we all know this is the anime geek corner of the class. Except for Kenneth Siah whose anime taste is off, probably because he sits on the opposite side of the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junlin - Mecha + Clannad&lt;br /&gt;Tianyang - Random stuff&lt;br /&gt;Me - Random stuff&lt;br /&gt;Junxiang - Morally corrupted/questionable/objectable content&lt;br /&gt;Peisu - Biggest otaku. Watches a hell lot of dirty stuff too. Collects some figurines too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pervert aura. Very clean cut; all the perverse aura coming from Junxiang and Peisu because god knows that they watch. I mean, if people (cough) can actually watch Kanokon in school, it is really up to our imagination to imagine what they watch at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6EdAXP0cI/AAAAAAAAAlg/bnGIyaWnXq0/s1600-h/seats-pervert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6EdAXP0cI/AAAAAAAAAlg/bnGIyaWnXq0/s400/seats-pervert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246276249781785026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heezhi is not affected by the aura because he is too focused on history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junlin is the last person to be perverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekien is in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel Kek is either trying to beat world records on his phone, or playing lumines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongbo thinks that E=hc/lambda and wavelets and cryptography is better than being pervert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leaves, Tian Yang and me, both young and impressionable teenagers who are innocent to the evils of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, regarding the exposure towards Junxiang's pervert-aura, I have always told Tianyang that he is in much more danger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, the actual situation is not so rosy, where I receive an equal doseage of pervert aura as Tianyang. There is actually a WALL there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6EdD63cxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/X0CAP3K2SAY/s1600-h/seats-pervert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6EdD63cxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/X0CAP3K2SAY/s400/seats-pervert2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246276250736489234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, in the actual scenario of the emission of pervert aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6Ecx-y3aI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/IFha0yHeoUo/s1600-h/seats-pervert4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6Ecx-y3aI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/IFha0yHeoUo/s400/seats-pervert4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246276245921127842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves are reflected and not absorbed by the wall (walls can't turn horny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus Tianyang is just eating pervert aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tianyang, all the best, seriously.&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/400705600406075419-1235317390410999130?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/1235317390410999130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=1235317390410999130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1235317390410999130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1235317390410999130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-freaking-numbed-to-my-chair-after.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SM6DrZJ2DkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MX_wICVjQ8M/s72-c/seats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-7198541208095434791</id><published>2008-09-13T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:19:15.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blasted my time off last night at Yew Tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton + pool  with Bryan Tianyang and Peisu.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started when me and Bryan and Tianyang were walking to the MRT when I said "****, its damn boring, want go screw around tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they thought I was joking. But after persuading them with some persuasive persuasion, and we decided to play badminton and pool that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there at around 7pm, and I must say Yew Tee reeked of the stench of corrupted doctors who give out fake MCs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a pretty logical and accurate deduction you see. Using the argumentative techniques taught in Philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premise 1: Bryan gets week-long MCs for mild coughs, during the period where nearly all the assignments are due&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premise 2: Bryan lives in Yew Tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Yew Tee doctors give fake MCs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I played badminton with Bryan till around 8, when Peisu and Tianyang came, and then we played even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how to put it, it was tiring, but it was probably the most ****ing fun shit I've ever had for a really, really long time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just ****ing fun. Like me and Tianyang playing and hurling insults at each other while playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was 9, we went to play pool/ table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you all think I am a bad boy who plays at clubs with all the smokin' gangsta's, we were playing in the games room of Bryan's condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Tianyang knew how to play pool (he always plays with his father. He is probably doing so as I speak, as he told me he is playing with his father today.), so I played with him (I don't know how to play pool), while Peisu and Bryan went to play table tennis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan thrashed Peisu in table tennis, while lady luck was on my side, so I played pretty well against Tianyang, although I still lost in the end cos I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Peisu and Tianyang switched, and I got raped again because Lady Luck was on Peisu's side. Peisu got all the direct hits somehow, while I got all the weird positions where you can't hit a crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peisu plays pool like some old granny although he looks like the opposite of a granny. He's supposed to be a tall and hulking Judo player who just came back even stronger than ever from a Judo competition from Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, that session was totally worth the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wished I don't have to go to RJC that fast. Now, the RI alumnus' words start echoing in my ears: RI life is a blast and it's over in the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-7198541208095434791?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7198541208095434791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7198541208095434791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7198541208095434791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7198541208095434791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/blasted-my-time-off-last-night-at-yew.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8232254758578903822</id><published>2008-09-12T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:31:45.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent the whole chinese period laughing. Junlin/Tianyang/Peisu/Junxiang will probably know why.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanszemei was saying that we didnt look like students who have O's and EOYs coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its true, there are so many tests around that everyone's so accustomed to it that we are still happy even if theres a lot of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always go nuts when I turn dumb. Tianyang will probably argue that I am perpetually dumb, but I guess my dumbness alternates. Like got test then turn smarter, no test then turn into some dumbkock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday for CLE we watched some chicken soup for the soul movies. I told Mr Tan that chicken soup for the soul was cheesy. He asked me why. I said it smelled cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah bloody hell, if people get moved by stories from chicken soup for the soul, they must be really painfully stupid, awfully naive, emotionally unstable, mentally unstable, and live a life which sucks that bad until they want to believe any bullshit which people fabricate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pardon me for my unrelentless and ravaging insult, but I really think the idea of Chicken Soup for the Soul is that it is really very fairytale and is a complete insult to the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that comes from an emotionally detached (emotional antennas not receiving the correct emotional wavelength after 4 years in RI) and skeptical and sarcastic person who doesn't really like the idea of moving stories, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all of us emotionally un-attuned science students from started laughing at the whole thing and predicting all the cliched lines in the cliched stories in the chicken soup for the soul short movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: But dear, we haven't been together for a long time.....kids, career.....everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tianyang : "But we ARE together now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: But we ARE together now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Bishan library again, me Tianyang Junlin Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep while studying organic chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so boring at home...&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/400705600406075419-8232254758578903822?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8232254758578903822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8232254758578903822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8232254758578903822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8232254758578903822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/spent-whole-chinese-period-laughing.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-1965137009770531221</id><published>2008-09-11T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:54:18.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't sign in to MSN. How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on a demotivating excursion to Bishan library. No, it was a journey of metacognition and self-discovery about how I suck at trigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, trigo is like a plant; it has to be slowly cultivated and bears fruit after a very long time (lots of ardous practice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this trigo mood thing is very hard to create. It's like, if you are not in the trigo mood, you look at proving questions and go "wtf?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in trigo mood, you automatically complete them without any active thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Hongbo agreed that trigo is lottery. If you are sec3 or sth then wait till next year and you will agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tianyang was doing integration, so he appeared to be so efficient (we were taught integration recently so he can remember virtually everything) while me and Hongbo were having such a sad time doing trigo. It made me feel so jealous when he finished a whole page of integration when I just started on my 5th trigo question, because I couldn't solve the previous 2 questions (effectively 3rd question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I am a much more active student in class now. I mean, playing lumines makes me actually more aware of my surroundings as compared to sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit I BETTER start studying organic chem. I slept/lumines/talk-cocked through all the organic chem lessons throughout this term, so till now I don't even know whats a darned alkene alkane whatever its spelt as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we got back marks for some stuff eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio quiz - My studying for bio quiz was damn half-baked so I scored a mediocre 16/22. Very average.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio CCT - Studied quite pia although I was probably the most confused person in class before the CCT, because I asked a lot of people stuff (I didn't know my stuff mah.) and all of them gave different answers, so I started the paper with the **insert_a_"wtf?!"_confused_look_here**mood and hoping that I wouldn't get slaughtered that badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a 34/35 which is 2nd in class, right behind JeremytheCCAL/mugger/faggot who got 35. Even if I got 30/30 for chem CCT that bugger must get 32/30. Gahhhhh. Guess he will always be my CCAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tcha. Must pack my room. Tmrw studying again. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-1965137009770531221?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/1965137009770531221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=1965137009770531221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1965137009770531221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/1965137009770531221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-sign-in-to-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-715384622273914980</id><published>2008-09-10T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:34:35.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SMfMRTrldMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/s2Xep4U2ZMg/s1600-h/poster19599403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SMfMRTrldMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/s2Xep4U2ZMg/s400/poster19599403.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244384888809157826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats my bed. And you haven't seen the floor yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-715384622273914980?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/715384622273914980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=715384622273914980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/715384622273914980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/715384622273914980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeah-thats-my-bed_10.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SMfMRTrldMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/s2Xep4U2ZMg/s72-c/poster19599403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-175928099576201020</id><published>2008-09-10T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:28:43.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gah this is pissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school actually cared for geog students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth, I think the sch shouldn't care about geog students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence dear geog students, but gloating at people makes me happy -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, exam schedule was&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All tests then weekend then  geog and whatever on the next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, history students like me could slack over the weekends and have fun while the geog students will just have geog hawt up their ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school pushed maths back and geog forwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tests + geog whatever then weekend then maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like, everyone suffers. What kind of crap is this mannnnn. It's totally communist. Damn is RI turning communist? I hope not. If not Hoang jump for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to study for the next few weeks can call me or msn me. I might be offline but the messages sent will somehow get through, so don't worry about that.&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-175928099576201020?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/175928099576201020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=175928099576201020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/175928099576201020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/175928099576201020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/gah-this-is-pissing.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-658010889262379618</id><published>2008-09-09T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:18:30.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NIE survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gchoo came half an hour late. NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave out wrong papers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was doing maths paper while I was supposed to be doing english paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swap papers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-Junlin-Heezhi finished the paper so fast without tikamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE too anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-658010889262379618?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/658010889262379618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=658010889262379618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/658010889262379618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/658010889262379618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/nie-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-2827771679164331887</id><published>2008-09-08T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:56:42.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite boring today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem OBA 20/23. Joel went around copying me/Hongbo/Marcus and all the people who had the notes and answers. He copied left and right and front and back and up and down and so he got 23/23. He attributes this to a combination of intelligence + lack of integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already gotten a 2.4GPA for chem without the need of an EOY. My chem score is 56.5%/60% kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I screw up for EOY I might just get pwnt. So must buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSW Science. High distinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41/45 although I screwed up the dumb qns, while those qns which I thought were hard and easy to make mistakes in : I got them correct. It says I'm top 1% in the nation but I guess the score marginssss areeee justttt soooo goddamnnnn miserableeee thatttt it'ssss notttt reallyyyy much encouragment..... T____T.   Peisu and Hongbo got 42 tho. Must be in their cheena blood to have an edge in physics over poor ol' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS doc: 22/30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least its 70%; not high not low, I would say its so goddamn good for the crappy video we put up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now, I feel more motivated to do my work grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-2827771679164331887?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2827771679164331887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2827771679164331887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2827771679164331887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2827771679164331887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-88967410763655089</id><published>2008-09-07T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:50:18.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent what remained of my holidays just sleeping/stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I need a break from the term3weeek7-10 madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't consider Manila trip a break, so I would take these 3 days and abuse them upside down by just snoring off at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out yesterday to Takashimaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried some golf club which didnt have its grip unwrapped (so very slippery). Also didn't wear a golf glove when trying (more slippery) and my hands are naturally sweaty (even more slippery). So the whole freaking club flew into the bulls eye while I was just doing a practice swing. Luckily the sales assistant was busy smsing so he didnt notice me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I am sleeping now. Barely 7.50+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need more rest for hardcore study for the new few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is assuming I actually can motivate myself to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tccha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-88967410763655089?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/88967410763655089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=88967410763655089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/88967410763655089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/88967410763655089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-spent-what-remained-of-my-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7625876914207435301</id><published>2008-09-06T17:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:30:14.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaze the last mile</title><content type='html'>Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I got rid of myself of a major distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can REALLY focus on my work, instead of continuing that happy-go-lucky attitude which has brought me through the year, like talking worthless crap on msn for hours, blogging, etcetera (how ironic, I am actually writing a post now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the EOYs dawn near, I better, better start my revision. If there is a time when I step on all my morals and principles and values and turn into a completely immoral mugger, it's going to be now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manila trip has already fragged my holidays, so I better get my ass up and about and actually get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied and got into Research@YDSP, research project is Invisible Antennas. Paired with a RGS girl from the same module (electromagnetics). We'll see how the project goes. Spans over the entire holiday, while commitment is pretty high as its every weekday from 9-5 I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm that's something to look forward to, but for now I will have to focus on what I have got.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EOYs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English &lt;br /&gt;Mathematics (2 scripts 4 hrs total wtf)&lt;br /&gt;Physics &lt;br /&gt;Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;Biology&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMT: Mug after EOYs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy: Seemed pretty invisible this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research Education: Get it closed and over and done with. Do reflections tonight blehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am feeling really glad now. Chop chop get the EOYs done with, get a C5 or something for HMT O's (I honestly, seriously don't give a shit about HMT), then get started on anime and YDSP and see whatever I can do at scouts, since it's going to be GTC season. Can't wait to hike one last time with my batch, but looking at YDSP..... -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Work plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week 1: Sort out all my goddamn notes and seperate them into concept pile and worksheet pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMP Weeks: Just rape all the damned worksheets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week 5: Drink coffee in class so I won't fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow I think my plan for week 1 won't work out, because I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Am Disorganized&lt;br /&gt;2.) Am Lazy&lt;br /&gt;3.) Procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;4.) Sleep a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.) Can't stop 3.) nor 4.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I better sort out all the major concepts I have to remember for EOYs. I am compiling a non-exhausive list of topics which we are supposed to know. It is non-exhaustive simply because it is always better to walk into the examination halls knowing more than what you are supposed to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, but I still think all my grand plans are going to be ruined by PROCRASTINATION ARGHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This intrinsic property of my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/400705600406075419-7625876914207435301?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7625876914207435301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7625876914207435301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7625876914207435301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7625876914207435301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/blaze-last-mile.html' title='Blaze the last mile'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7372202398848297455</id><published>2008-09-05T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:08:26.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for, um, trip to Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was very well planned, and was a good balance of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From visiting the slums (only by being there can you realise how awful some places are), to having a great hotel room, creating business models, attending talks, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus a hell lot of interaction, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of exposure, a lot of stuff learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I won't blog about the trip, I am really tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you have an opportunity to go on this trip next time, I would fully recommend you to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lot of ppl did a lot of stupid stuff heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like waving at random pedestrians and pretty schoolgirls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some waved back, some didn't, some looked at them with stupid look, some laughed, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall read blogs on Saturday. I plan to sleep more today. snore snore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLE PROJECT. NG WEEKIEN HOW NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-7372202398848297455?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7372202398848297455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7372202398848297455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7372202398848297455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7372202398848297455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/09/went-for-um-trip-to-manila.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-2726682708251536955</id><published>2008-08-27T04:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T04:33:25.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 4.30am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just popped a vitamin C pill with a glass of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FEELING HIGH NOW. IM ON STEROIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS HERE I COME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-2726682708251536955?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2726682708251536955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2726682708251536955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2726682708251536955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2726682708251536955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-4.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-3959978203190198891</id><published>2008-08-27T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T02:44:42.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 3am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of ginseng + 2 satchets of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't find time, make time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-3959978203190198891?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/3959978203190198891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=3959978203190198891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3959978203190198891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/3959978203190198891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-3am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7306260790936782855</id><published>2008-08-27T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:40:09.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight oil is burning it's burning draw nearer draw nearer...</title><content type='html'>Tianyang: "You take a gay, add some YGO (Yu-Gi-Oh), some ecchi, and a lot of Facebook and guess who you gonna get."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portfolio due tomorrow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's technically today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths CCT tomorrow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall chiong my portfolio then chiong maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cup noodles and a cup of double-concentrated cappucino (2 packets in 1 cup) waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONG XIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go BANZAAIIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can make it through this I can make it through anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already so tired after shagging my way around Singapore today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU EMERL was pretty cool. Posting pics tmrw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-7306260790936782855?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7306260790936782855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7306260790936782855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7306260790936782855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7306260790936782855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/portfolio-due-tomorrow_27.html' title='midnight oil is burning it&apos;s burning draw nearer draw nearer...'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-155999930211160772</id><published>2008-08-25T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:59:38.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Feeling somewhat encouraged now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is in pretty much shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must get out man yanwei. Can't feel bad if not you will just rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got the night hike thing settled and now Nathan is IC cause I can't go for Night Hike due to the clash between Manila social entrepreneurship trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is:&lt;br /&gt;HMT Prelims&lt;br /&gt;Manila Trip briefing.&lt;br /&gt;YDSP visit to NTU EMERL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after is:&lt;br /&gt;Maths CCT - no time to study. Just screw this up and pool my chips up for EOY.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my kadavule isnt there muster parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after that is:&lt;br /&gt;pack up for manila trip oh noes I havens packs ups&lt;br /&gt;mugz the manilaz tripz notesz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after that is:&lt;br /&gt;Bai Bai &lt;33 (the twit way of saying goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;Fly off to Manila and god knows (I GOT NO RELIGION NO RELIGION NO RELIGION) whether there are terrorists and extremists waiting to frag me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-155999930211160772?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/155999930211160772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=155999930211160772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/155999930211160772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/155999930211160772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_25.html' title='=)'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-7035367665460813476</id><published>2008-08-24T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:18:18.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some nostalgic photos of my Japan trip back in.....'02.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. I want to go Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZSMjVBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/vtzYpeUgF9M/s1600-h/IMG_6119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZSMjVBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/vtzYpeUgF9M/s400/IMG_6119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087023245612050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Disney in Japannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZSeDPII/AAAAAAAAAjo/2F2ojvK6ovc/s1600-h/IMG_6133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZSeDPII/AAAAAAAAAjo/2F2ojvK6ovc/s400/IMG_6133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087023319006338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their castles are nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZs-qRsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/5jP_A3Rximc/s1600-h/IMG_6137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZs-qRsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/5jP_A3Rximc/s400/IMG_6137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087030435104450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZu-U1WI/AAAAAAAAAj4/VKlhu0HzGgw/s1600-h/IMG_6167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZu-U1WI/AAAAAAAAAj4/VKlhu0HzGgw/s400/IMG_6167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087030970570082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crabs also v. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFs3Nj6rVI/AAAAAAAAAko/Du1VLBfQLm8/s1600-h/IMG_6153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFs3Nj6rVI/AAAAAAAAAko/Du1VLBfQLm8/s400/IMG_6153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087537397509458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A somewhat lacklustre imitation of the tower in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFswYQfrgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VqxRxL2Ir0E/s1600-h/IMG_6180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFswYQfrgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VqxRxL2Ir0E/s400/IMG_6180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087420009754114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told you I was more of a geek/mugger/nerd back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFswxRj7EI/AAAAAAAAAkI/pz-kXn2WzEA/s1600-h/IMG_6252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFswxRj7EI/AAAAAAAAAkI/pz-kXn2WzEA/s400/IMG_6252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087426725112898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why I think of Glenn Vetuz when I see this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsyFrIyhI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/STiOZmq1Kw0/s1600-h/IMG_6220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsyFrIyhI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/STiOZmq1Kw0/s400/IMG_6220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087449380964882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Act cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsyQYMKWI/AAAAAAAAAkY/54hQ1UQ9DeE/s1600-h/IMG_6264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsyQYMKWI/AAAAAAAAAkY/54hQ1UQ9DeE/s400/IMG_6264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087452254284130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The I-know-I-look-stupid-and-I-know-you-think-that-I-look-stupid-and-don't-think-I-don't-know-what-you-are-thinking-look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsycndmZI/AAAAAAAAAkg/JCy-3xBtje4/s1600-h/IMG_6265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsycndmZI/AAAAAAAAAkg/JCy-3xBtje4/s400/IMG_6265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238087455539566994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There should be an intelligence test to determine whther you are suitable for riding with the Japan subway. You get screwed before you even buy the tickets; the thing's so complicated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-7035367665460813476?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7035367665460813476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7035367665460813476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7035367665460813476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7035367665460813476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-nostalgic-photos-of-my-japan-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLFsZSMjVBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/vtzYpeUgF9M/s72-c/IMG_6119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-7550746305372872562</id><published>2008-08-24T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:05:09.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLER33AyUJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/0Z1v0cwalW4/s1600-h/nerd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLER33AyUJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/0Z1v0cwalW4/s400/nerd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237987492966322322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason why this is in a picture format, because the stupid HTML code provided by those suckers didn't work for my blog. I had to prntscrn, cut, paste into a new jpeg file, save on desktop, and upload. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLEyEluECFI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/96Fwu9mDRgs/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLEyEluECFI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/96Fwu9mDRgs/s400/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238022896034777170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fuzzy mittens! Classroom aircon = cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLEyEy4BHTI/AAAAAAAAAjY/d1sKWZzHNg8/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLEyEy4BHTI/AAAAAAAAAjY/d1sKWZzHNg8/s400/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238022899566189874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-7550746305372872562?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/7550746305372872562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=7550746305372872562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7550746305372872562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/7550746305372872562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_24.html' title='..'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SLER33AyUJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/0Z1v0cwalW4/s72-c/nerd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-794063546316589929</id><published>2008-08-13T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:48:35.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SKLlbJhcOoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/CunBpa6-5Zk/s1600-h/n564589384_717172_6074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SKLlbJhcOoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/CunBpa6-5Zk/s400/n564589384_717172_6074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233997971533347458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Randomly saw this picture on Ernest Aw's facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon holding the souvenir looking happy (he isn't happy because the forum was dumb),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernest looking happy (because he slept a lot during the forum, but the forum was still dumb),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me looking happy (because I look stupid and I did a lot of maths during the forum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya and APR2 came back! My gpa is 3.69. So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I maintain/improve so I can get into a good class in RJC. Then I can slack in PW with a bunch of mugger and motivated grpmates =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-794063546316589929?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/794063546316589929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=794063546316589929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/794063546316589929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/794063546316589929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SKLlbJhcOoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/CunBpa6-5Zk/s72-c/n564589384_717172_6074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-2076996792020080706</id><published>2008-08-11T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:27:45.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone is obsessed over Phelps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like don't know how many blogs, msn nicks and personal msgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please enlighten me WHO IS Phelps?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know hes got something to do with olympics swimming)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-2076996792020080706?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2076996792020080706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2076996792020080706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2076996792020080706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2076996792020080706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/everyone-is-obsessed-over-phelps.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-2173349930030256488</id><published>2008-08-10T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:30:37.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJ6Y0rpHtTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bOc0SN2xtp0/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJ6Y0rpHtTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bOc0SN2xtp0/s400/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232787847886910770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy la. Carefree la. Have fun sleeping on the sofa. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always stealing my socks. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-2173349930030256488?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/2173349930030256488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=2173349930030256488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2173349930030256488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/2173349930030256488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-la.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJ6Y0rpHtTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bOc0SN2xtp0/s72-c/DSC00012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-5533777981634703693</id><published>2008-08-09T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:34:06.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haoqin's mum is watching goong now. She was watching NDP a moment ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is watching golf now. And my family didn't even tune in to NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we all love Singapore and NDP right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, seriously, olympics pwns the crap out of NDP any day hands down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5533777981634703693?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5533777981634703693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5533777981634703693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5533777981634703693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5533777981634703693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/haoqins-mum-is-watching-goong-now.html' title=''/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-5976313197698664628</id><published>2008-08-07T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:32:43.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Just a little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History test - 11/15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied slightly harder this time but she marked slightly stricter so my 11/15 streak hasn't been broken yet. 11/15 is like 3.6, neither excellent nor bad. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pioneering act, built structure, took it down, stored the poles, went home at 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept early yesterday! At like 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today feeling more refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh what else is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJr3tS_AnDI/AAAAAAAAAZw/PECAhI9wSPY/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJr3tS_AnDI/AAAAAAAAAZw/PECAhI9wSPY/s400/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231766274706545714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnetism is dumb....and RI physics department is SLOWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJr3tiDEg1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fI_YeynjVkg/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJr3tiDEg1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fI_YeynjVkg/s400/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231766278750110546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reminds me of star wars. (By the way, chuan hong and eugene were dueling like that really loudly for the past 2 minutes with marcus totally oblivious to the fact that his crutches were used as weapons. And marcus was just sitting slightly left off the edge of the picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Singapore for tomorrow's half-day and monday's holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for your 43rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will get Jia to sing acapella national anthem with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-5976313197698664628?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/5976313197698664628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=5976313197698664628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5976313197698664628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/5976313197698664628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_07.html' title='...'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJr3tS_AnDI/AAAAAAAAAZw/PECAhI9wSPY/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-9008478466591317376</id><published>2008-08-05T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:08:59.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit to NTU -&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experiments were quite boring haha. We finished our experiment so Jingyuan was playing handphone game (lumines on my phone) right in front of the professor's face. But he was a polite dude so he just watched Jing play a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus back to RI was like 45 minutes long, I suffered from intense motion-sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home, saw some dude talking angrily to a tree (with subconscious hand gestures too), which made me think, "Omg there are actually PSYCHOS living in my condo?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw the little headset hanging down his left ear, and realised how hasty I am in making assumptions. (I was walking towards him from his right so I didn't see the wire, and it was already pretty dark).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's RE and guess what we are DEAD ah HA HA HA HA HA HA dehong LOST all the RESEARCH articles WHICH we PHOTOCOPIED when WE went ALL the WAY to AUTISM resource CENTRE last TIME. wOoT woOT WoOt woOt WooT wOOt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And manilla trip oh gawd my passport got stolen by the teacher in charge! He took it to photocopy. What if the police knock on my door tonight and demand a look at my passport? I would have nothing to show him and I am going to get deported back to Zimbabwe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this "confiscation" of my passport is severely hindering my movement across international boundaries. Essentially, the teacher is preventing me from freely getting in and out of Singapore. I wonder what the repercussions are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-9008478466591317376?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/9008478466591317376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=9008478466591317376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9008478466591317376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/9008478466591317376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-4550897561360862643</id><published>2008-08-04T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:16:00.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grades thus far</title><content type='html'>Marks for APR2 so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: 76 (3.6) - dropped thx to my stupid UNSC noob presentation. But its 3.6 so its OKAYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio: 83 - this is a wrong mark because all our bio CCT grades were keyed in wrongly. Like Jeremy got 13 marks lower than his real score in his CCT. I got 5 marks lower. zzz. But despite all that screwed-upness in the calculation of marks I still got 4.0! hoorah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths : 80 Ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem: 93.... Ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I can't rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English = die Chinese = die Physics = confirm 4.0 if not please bite my head off. Then.....um.....what else? History 's probably 3.6 no surprise here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. so GPA is.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably 3.6 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe 3.5 something if my languages deprove T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares eh heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need to sustain this and chew on some imbalanced moderation after EOYs and I should get around 3.6-3.7 for end of year GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. The going's getting tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot woot time to go. Work hard =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been spending all my reccesses hobbling on Marcus' crutches. I wish I broke my legs too, crutches are really fun =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to draw a smiley face on his cast. Unlike other ppl with fractures, Marcus is extremely protective of his cast T_T This means minimal vandalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spent my time trying to psycho him into understanding that he is a waste of space. Heh. And Marcus will not be going down for assembly because of his broken leg; I tried long and hard to talk some sense into him, from telling him that he is lacking patriotism and his crutches were given to him so he could WALK, but he didn't believe me. AND MARCUS SPECIAL TREATMENT ARH. NO NEED STAND UP GREET TEACHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Having a class handicap is fun. Fun for the next few weeks at least xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going to NTU microwave lab. I wish I could blow something up. I wouldn't mind seeing some nice fireworks (and a professor's omfgwtfbbqed face) - Priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-4550897561360862643?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/4550897561360862643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=4550897561360862643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4550897561360862643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4550897561360862643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/marks-for-apr2-so-far-ss-76-3.html' title='grades thus far'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-4853180584726477453</id><published>2008-08-01T22:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:20:35.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>Today= HIGH =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS ALL BECAUSE OF YOUTH FORUM, WHICH WAS VERY SIAN =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rest of the day felt much better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School day was ok, just that joel was screwing around with some postcard thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(what he did will not be revealed so as to prevent him from getting screwed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he showed me the vandalised postcard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LAUGHED daaarn hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitch and stomach cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:HAHAAHAHAAAHAHAA *stitch* HAAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;Tianyang: Retard.&lt;br /&gt;Junxiang: Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Peisu: Laochee turning crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Hongbo: w t f.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:HAHAAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kwa: Yanwei, do you need me to send you out of the class so you can laugh until you are happy?&lt;br /&gt;me: Sorry, HAHAAHA, sir, I will AHAAHAAAA **stitch** HAHAHA try to HAHAHAAHAHAHA stop laug-HAHAAHAHAHAHAHA-laughing, sir HAHAAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly died after laughing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth forum was a goddamn waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I even THOUGHT that it was going to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching one simple, vague, assumption-laden method on how to mediate conflicts won't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too idealistic, because there are too many problems you will face if you execute it in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat at the back of the lecture hall doing integration throughout the whole duration of the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this awful habit of forgetting things when doing integration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I didn't forget to invert functions (say, trigo function).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I didn't forget to divide the function by the new power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I didn't forget to divide the function by f '(x) or coefficient of x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT TO INTEGRATE THE FUNCTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just removed the bloody integral sign in front and just continued doing the question WITHOUT even integrating the function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN CRAZY RIGHHHHTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't make this kind of mistake in exams if not I will die like fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the dumbest quote/conversation of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingyuan: Eyyyyy Hongbo? Is that a trophy I see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongbo: Yar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingyuan: Oh you got 亚军 for chess competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongbo: Yar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingyuan: Why so noob? Why never get 将军?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongbo and me: wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingyuan: What? (oblivious to the stupidity in his previous statement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongbo and me: ITS 冠军 you IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jiajie/Weekien just discovered that there's Lumines in my replacement phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia: Eh Yanwei you know there are not enough phones (with Lumines successfully installed) going around in the class right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia &amp;amp; Weekien: Lend us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they immediately stole it and gamed throughout recess and the whole maths lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: Lumines is the cheap in-class entertainment for students who don't have a PSP to play stuff like DJ-Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJRAYfB50CI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3Gx6ZLRoNmo/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJRAYfB50CI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3Gx6ZLRoNmo/s400/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229875856674508834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suckers who went to the forum: Brandon Chen, Ben Lee, Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucker #4 who went there was Ernest Aw, he took the photo xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the name of Sucker #5 who went, but I think he was in the toilet or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-4853180584726477453?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/4853180584726477453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=4853180584726477453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4853180584726477453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4853180584726477453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/08/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJRAYfB50CI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3Gx6ZLRoNmo/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-400705600406075419.post-8603832854921526447</id><published>2008-07-31T21:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:02:08.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE RI BOYS DIE</title><content type='html'>Today was damn funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like damn screwed up and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History ungraded assignment -&gt; I just drew an ugly-ass mindmap which was barely 50 words long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got threatened by Doreen Ang who wanted to kick me outta class for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip the boring stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE: We waited at rock wall for 10 min before the relief teacher came, he brought us to tennis court and we stoned there, then he brought us to astroturf, then we started soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then within 15 seconds into the game Huan gave an almighty kick and scored a direct goal -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuanhong, the goalkeeper, instead of using his hands to catch the ball, raised his hands and clapped xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 1 minute later the relief teacher came and said we had to do an MOE survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially it was just those stupid MOE surveys about how you love your school. I just put all my responses as strongly agree. Except for those trick "negative" questions which I put strongly disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back to class to listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English CCT -&gt; I wrote 2 arguments instead of 3, because my 1st argument was effectively touching on 2 problems although I made both sound like one. I overshot the last page by like 5 lines, I think I'm screwed by the maximum word limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came.....CLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLE today was effing funny, because Mr Tan was talking about a lot of junk about his own career and his life and his secondary school/JC days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some quotable quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You see, I was very bad at essays in humanities. If you gave me an essay, I would puke. If you gave me an essay every day, I can't puke because I would have nothing left to puke."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mr Tan was saying why he didn't take humanities in JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh, it's friendly rivalry between HCI and RI. Just that I am not that friendly with them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mr Tan on HCI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I really wanted to go to ACSI and teach for 1 year and totally screw them up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mr Tan on thoughts about which school he wanted to teach at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Mr Tan was from RI/RJC (if you couldn't figure it out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came AMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got raped like **** by my own calculation errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I sat there looking at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for example, since I can't remember any exact numbers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;aaa&lt;/span&gt;1  9  2&lt;br /&gt;x        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;aaa&lt;/span&gt;6  4&lt;br /&gt;______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mind was blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I FORGOT HOW TO MULTIPLY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that very instant, I wished that I had just taken this test when I was in p6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of answers which weren't any of the 5 mcq answers, thanks to my awful hand calculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But forget about it, AMC was fun though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish they let me keep the paper so I can try to solve the trickier questions during my own free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe everyone from RI will rebutt me straightaway with "WHAT FREE TIME?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, if you didn't know, RI boys are currently totally rotting from CCT season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE RI BOYS DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am using some crap phone by Sony Ericsson, called K630i or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum forced me to get my Nokia fixed as she said she wanted it to last a little longer. So I shall have to wait until my nokia phone get fixed. I don't even know how to sms on a Sony Ericsson phone -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still have plenty to get accustomed to, such as the controls and everyday functions (i.e. alarm clock).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucksssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-8603832854921526447?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8603832854921526447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8603832854921526447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8603832854921526447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8603832854921526447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/07/die-ri-boys-die.html' title='DIE RI BOYS DIE'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-4977931076952035177</id><published>2008-07-30T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:03:22.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomgbbq is that a serious post?!</title><content type='html'>I suddenly felt really tired and dejected and discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11.01pm to be exact, sitting in my room, if you nosey people want to know about the exact location and details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am feeling slightly encouraged. Slightly. How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always have this absent-minded feeling as if I have forgotten something really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the feeling you get when you had too much sleep in class and it's fuzzling up your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's probably true because I nearly forgot that I had the stupid youth forum at ministry of law on friday and AMC tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that Claymore chapter 82 is coming out in a few days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't been reading manga or watching anime nowadays, due to my promise; I only catch up on claymore (that's like 1 chapter a month, which is seriously not considered to be reading manga; and I take barely 3 minutes to skim through the 30 pages so that's barely 3 minutes per month), nor have I been watching anime, although I still read the sypnosis of the latest Code Geass episodes so as to keep up with the storyline (but I don't watch the anime though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't cheating on my promise. Or rather I ain't exactly cheating on my promises. A little leeway and leniency is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also promised not to play dota this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of broke it, but I only play once in a blue moon, like 2 matches a month, and I only play it when I have either seriously nothing to do, or when I really want to have a little fun with my classmates, or when I just finished a test and need something satisfying to end my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't touch dota for 7 months. But seems like I have to touch it a bit, because life's a little boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is extremely controllable, so I won't fall back into the abyss of addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I SCORED 23:3 WITH BOUNTY HUNTER YESTERDAY YEAH BABY YEAH &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I only played that 1 single match because it was after maths CCT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic though. Ahem I apologize for my lack of self control just now, as this is supposedly a serious blogpost. Ahem ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those are more physical things which I nearly forgot. Like appointments and events to attend, proposals to complete, etc. Maybe I have forgotten what I was aiming for at the start of this year when I was feeling all so enthusiastic and pumped up. What did I aim for anyway? I didn't set myself a goal, I just told myself to try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling yourself to try your best is the cheapest goal you can ever imagine. It's even cheaper than setting 3.2gpa for a goal. It is simply because it is a vague and undefined goal, and if you look closer, it is unattainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trying my best isn't that important, since it is impossible to try your best, as you can always do a teeny weeny little better, and there are always mistakes you can't avoid. There is always something regrettable, and thus trying your best is an unattainable goal, and so what you need is actually, a goal which you can attain by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard about KPIs last year in Overseas CIP trip to Khao Lak; there is a reason why people make quantitative goals instead of qualitative ones. If you didn't know, KPI is an abbreviation for Key Performance Indicators, which functions somewhat like assessment rubrics. Quantitative goals can keep you in check and they are easily measureable to see how far you have gone and how much further you need to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualitative goals are based on judgement; and "doing your best" is extremely qualitative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't set a goal in the start of the year. I was too unsure and unconfident&lt;br /&gt;(note: unconfident is not in the dictionary -.-) of my abilities, not knowing if my terrible academics from my sec2 and 3 would hamper my efforts in sec4, as I seriously lacked a good foundation in most of my subjects. Setting a lofty and ambitious goal would certainly make me work hard, but I feared the repercussions if I failed to meet my target. I would surely feel miserable. While setting an easily achievable goal would be simply stupid because it wouldn't be considered a goal. It would just be a stepping stone which is extremely pleasureable to step on because once you have stepped on it, you could say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"omgwtfpwnz0rbbq I achieved my goal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, this year I haven't been having much distractions while studying (although I must say I have been pretty slack this year thus far), and studying seems much more optimistic and carefree term (the joyful browsing through of thick stacks of notes) as compared to last year, where "studying" was worse than the shrieking of banshees and the roar of the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have shot myself in the brains last year if I had to go for YDSP and waste 1 1/2 hours every Tuesday for 10 weeks consecutively (plus waiting in school for 3 hours before the course starts), but this year I have been pretty enthusiastic and optimistic about it, although slightly apprehensive as I don't have all the prerequisites needed. YES I BLAME YOOOOOU RI SCIENCE DEPARTMENTTTTTT. Teach so slow! ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I just played dota like some hardcore maniac, while I went lanning like crazy in sec2 (nearly every Thursday). Choosing studies vs Dota back in sec2/3 was like choosing between the devil and the deep blue sea; dota was the deep blue sea, because even if it's the deep blue sea, at least you could swim in the deep blue sea xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this year, without these distractions, it feels pretty empty. Hmmm, like there's always free time to hang around and do whatever I like. There is no real goal, there is nothing to look forward to. For example, last year, I looked forward to going for a hardcore lan session after EOYs to chill things out. But this year, I am like.....uh huh....after EOYs and HMT O's, I am just going to spend my holidays taking a look at the J1 syllabus....uh.....nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it's JC, then A's, then Uni, then work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't really that pleasureable experience (i.e. going out for a real long lanning session) to look forward to at the end of the year to motivate myself to work towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just living life as it goes by, instead of looking forwards to some short-sighted goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a satisfying waste of time; at least my efforts this year are paying off in my grades, which are tenfold better than my grades last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not emoing, my dear friends, because if I did, I wouldn't be bothered to blog -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just feeling......thoughtful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm....thoughtful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn... I should sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got so much kock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's napfa retest for 2.4km I think; its stupid to make people re-test everything while you just failed 1 component.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-4977931076952035177?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/4977931076952035177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=4977931076952035177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4977931076952035177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/4977931076952035177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/07/ughhh.html' title='zomgbbq is that a serious post?!'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</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-400705600406075419.post-8471235417384176531</id><published>2008-07-30T19:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:21:08.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow there's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History In-Class Time-Based Assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not graded, because according to Jeremy, some teacher accidentally used it as a practice paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is quite short, just about why the CCP successfully seized power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished that a one sentence statement that CCP sucked, but KMT sucked more would sufficed, but it is extremely unfortunate that it can't earn me 20 marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Dehong you just need to read page 27-31 of your Cheena package notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English CCT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't study. Maybe look at your slides, get your mind clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMC Competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, venue unknown because I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No CCTs next week, I better start studying for chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After school tomorrow: Complete oral defence script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school on Friday: go for forum at ministry of law (waste time waste life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Seriously beef up the RE report which is already ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem percentage 93%, still going strong, so if I screw up the next chem CCT, it would still keep me within 4.0 range, doesn't matter. I am already thinking about how to console myself if I screw up -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths percentage 80% sharp. But I am pretty sure I can get some decent marks for this differentiation CCT (my SFs are wrong and I wrote d/dx instead of d/dx f(x) ), but that doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths I just have to keep it at 4.0, not exactly tough unless lady luck pulls the rug out of my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJBW-0MvcxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5h1F4WelAcI/s1600-h/Image180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJBW-0MvcxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5h1F4WelAcI/s400/Image180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228774804541109010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singapore was 43? I thought she just turned 40?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJBWupLHQ_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/1oDS639t4xQ/s1600-h/Image182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJBWupLHQ_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/1oDS639t4xQ/s400/Image182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228774526703584242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crumplers fold up into a cuddly little ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was YDSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build antennas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned how to solder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJBW4OZ2dRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2k4_fATh-VM/s1600-h/Image185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJBW4OZ2dRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2k4_fATh-VM/s400/Image185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228774691316331794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jing's "tornado" antenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The antenna's length gave it a damn high/low (can't remember the formula) frequency so it couldn't be recorded in the dude's machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a smaller spiral too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jing made a heart shaped antenna too, but we didn't use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plate at the bottom left of the picture is a planar antenna. The brownish shiny thing is copper tape with conductive adhesive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/400705600406075419-8471235417384176531?l=rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/feeds/8471235417384176531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=400705600406075419&amp;postID=8471235417384176531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8471235417384176531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/400705600406075419/posts/default/8471235417384176531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rabbit-goes-quack.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>RJC interact + scouts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00159161886244882850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fez4HpoIfoU/SJBW-0MvcxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5h1F4WelAcI/s72-c/Image180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
