<?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-7211633453438372752</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:15:38.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is Y.C.X.</title><subtitle type='html'>Regular blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1570182785434238061</id><published>2009-07-05T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:51:33.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow. Too much homework. Or, more accurately, too little done...</title><content type='html'>Right. So I get a message from some random classmate telling me there's no class tomorrow because the tutor was &lt;s&gt;down with H1N1&lt;/s&gt; sick, and after spending half of a quarter of an hour trying to confirm this unexpected bliss, here I am with a once-in-a-purple-moon post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Bout polytechnic first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First term was virtually a sleeper's land. IMO NOTHING was happening at all (Read: I was FUCKING bored). See following list for reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I wanted to join Bowling, but I couldn't find the booth which was parked in between super-flashy Archery and some other CCAs. So I sent a mail to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I wanted to get into games reviewing, but even though I sent in my best composition piece (Rated M18+ for gory violence to animals), I wasn't accepted, yet Wei Hao was. So much for good English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, that's all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to my holidays. It was supposed to be two weeks, but term test made it feel like three instead. Played through the whole holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and went to some mass interview to work at WCG2009, but I didn't get any calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I returned, I got chased out of class on my first day back to business because I didn't finish anything. Stupid, stupid lazy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one week later, I returned again with some incomplete work. Got a verbal bashing. Really hurt. But I swear I worked hard this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, I finally got a reply email from the TP Bowling Team, telling me that trials were over, and that I can try again next year. How long did it take them to reply to a simple "Can I join the trials?" mail sent 3 months ago, one day after the CCA orientation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I signed up for IITSC (Informatics &amp; IT Studies Club, though according to insiders, it hardly lives up to its name. I'll wring the neck of anyone who dubs it "Mugging". Seriously.) If I don't get accepted into that...who knows what I'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I went to a class outing organised by Sheng Yao (thanks a million). I arrived late since I came from the Polytechnic and found out the rest of the group were all on bicycles. And I walked towards them, not knowing East Coast Park was so huge. Hell, I thought I was going to end up at Punggol Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after...two hours of walking to and fro, I finally officially met up with the class. First thing I noticed was Shaun Kam (who, technically, as much as you would like to argue, isn't from 4E2). Then next I noticed the class divided into three groups. The Boys group, the Girls group (made up of five), and the Shaun Kam group (playing football). Pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Ang Mo Kio for dinner. The group then broke up; Some of us went home, the rest went for a late night movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just can't help but feel why there're so many ungrateful bastards (note: bastards = male) in 4E2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Goes off to play piano...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1570182785434238061?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1570182785434238061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1570182785434238061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1570182785434238061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1570182785434238061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-too-much-homework-or-more.html' title='Wow. Too much homework. Or, more accurately, too little done...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1121880204189179606</id><published>2009-04-22T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:21:25.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy f*ck!...</title><content type='html'>BREAKING NEW! I BRING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NEW RECORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;90 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Typingtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1121880204189179606?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1121880204189179606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1121880204189179606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1121880204189179606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1121880204189179606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-fck.html' title='Holy f*ck!...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-3732626707510231800</id><published>2009-04-21T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:42:03.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation, and a day in school...</title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm behind schedule. So without further ado, I'll shall get started on my recall of the oh-so-very-awesome-I'm-serious 2nd and 3rd day of Orientation, the first day of my Poly life, and MAYBE about today too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day Orientation: Woke up (at home, if you haven't read the previous post), did my blah blah blah and went for breakfast. Macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached TP before nine, and found out my care group (or class) has not assembled in the Lecture Theatre yet, so I figured they were still at the Sports Hall and tried (note: "tried") to make my way there. STILL got lost in the end, with one idiot Junior/Senior in the Business School (no offense, but he really is a jerk) smirking at my predicament when I asked him for directions. In the end, I met an OL (Orientation Leader) in charge of my school (Informatics and IT or IIT) and after some time I'm finally reunited with my care group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was a box of &lt;s&gt;tao geh&lt;/s&gt; bee hoon. Ugh. Luckily I bothered to eat my breakfast before I came, else I'll probably starve for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Station game's after this. We had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Real-life Table Soccer (Don't know how else I can call this, but it involves real bodies). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Something like Taboo, but involves actions only and popular stuff like movies. I got Naruto. How lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Imagine 4 squares. Now imagine 15 rows of them. Each row has 3 mines and one safe spot. Step on the mine, and you get splashed. Loser team gets their OL sabo'ed. In the end ours didn't get sabo'ed because we apparently took the game a little too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) This is a sick game. So I'm not going to describe it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Jigsaw puzzles, but pieces must be obtained from answering English (unscrambling), Maths (simple as heck), and Science (anything but Bio-related) questions. It was literally a night desert over there because the station was located in an air-conditioned room and we entered totally soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these followed a mini-concert, performance by all the courses in IIT. We had &lt;s&gt;Bingo&lt;/s&gt; Binguo. What a fluke, more than five of us got the exact same numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day Orientation: T'was fun. We had a Dragonboat competition. Business, unexpectedly, won everything as if it was nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had dinner with our OL's and chatted until 10-plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day Poly: In a nutshell, we &lt;s&gt;played&lt;/s&gt; messed with computer games for the entire day because our lecturer was MIA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, dinner with our OL's again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not talking about the second day cause it's a pain in the ass to type about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, my quality of writing gradually worsens as I write more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-3732626707510231800?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/3732626707510231800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=3732626707510231800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3732626707510231800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3732626707510231800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/04/orientation-and-day-in-school.html' title='Orientation, and a day in school...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5737337324457003724</id><published>2009-04-15T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:16:53.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back from TP Orientation...</title><content type='html'>On my first day. Reason? I forgot to sign that *insert long incorrigible nonsensical explicative here* indemnity form. In fact, I forgot to fill the damn thing up since the first day I received the letter regarding the orientation and only realised it when I decided to flip through my pages DURING THE JOURNEY. Could've gotten my mum to come sign it for me but hey, house's more comfortable. I'll be returning tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the quick summary of the first day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I got my class already. Same with WH, but no girls. In fact, there are only 9 girls in Games and Entertainment Technology (GET from now on). Sad to say, this is the record number. Not that I care, but I really appreciate gender equality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Learnt...*starts finger counting*... ... ... ... ...*stops*...a record number of new cheers and dance steps, AND a sign language song I'll probably be &lt;s&gt;bellowing&lt;/s&gt; using for the three years I'm in Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I didn't get to see any computers in TP today. Damn, so sleepy. Talking about computers, the projector apparently had a visual problem. Screen turned yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Met interesting OLs (guessing Orientation Leaders). One of them likes photo booth pranks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) We're having a skit tomorrow night. I'm not participating, but I gave an idea called "10 reasons why Maple Story sucks", with emphasis on the "sucks". To my surprise, despite its popularity, the OLs don't play Maple Story. But once again, not all of them are from GET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm not going to rant on how messy the teaching of the TP dance and the IIT (Informatics &amp; IT) dance was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Food, surprisingly, sucked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think orientation kinda of sucks... 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I doing this tag thingy on courtesy of Ama, Ziana, Huiyi and Sophia, maybe still going... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Besides your lips , where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Cheeks, probably. Only my mum kisses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Tired, but for some reason didn't take a return flight to Dreamland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Who was the last person you took a photo with?&lt;br /&gt;Kwang Yong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;I'd say 'yes' here, but perhaps 'no' in RL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Think so. That was a long, long time ago, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. JT, for being such an asshole... Alright, I was joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:What does your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;JT: We seeing avg today.don't throw face hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:What are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;What to cook for dinner, and my games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Do you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;4-something a.m.. Yes, shocking. I lost track of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: Where did you buy the T-shirt you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Ocean Pacific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;See 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;Read 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people tagged to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;2. Wei Hao&lt;br /&gt;3. Sophia&lt;br /&gt;4. Jermaine&lt;br /&gt;5. Hui Yi&lt;br /&gt;6. Ziana&lt;br /&gt;7. Weng Hong&lt;br /&gt;8. Dennis&lt;br /&gt;9. Justin&lt;br /&gt;10. Amalina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: Who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;(Wei Hao) No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: Is 3 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;(Sophia) I think she's female, but something else tells me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: If 7 and 10 get together will that be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;(Weng Hong, Amalina) I can't even picture it. Hell, it'll never happen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: What is Number 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;(Kelvin) Accountancy and Finance, NYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Is Number 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;(Jermaine) I don't know, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21: Say something about Number 2.&lt;br /&gt;(Wei Hao) He's in the same course as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: What do you think about Number 3 and 6 being together?&lt;br /&gt;(Sophia, Ziana) *Blasts music in earpieces to mask out fan-girls conversation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23: Describe Number 9.&lt;br /&gt;(Justin) He's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: What will you do if Number 6 and 7 fight?&lt;br /&gt;(Ziana, Weng Hong) Will never happen, because no. 7 is the self-proclaimed "gentleman".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25: Do you like Number 8?&lt;br /&gt;(Dennis) As a friend, yes. He hates me, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4973988070960989465?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4973988070960989465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4973988070960989465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4973988070960989465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4973988070960989465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-chain-tags.html' title='I hate chain-tags...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5385801661187541688</id><published>2009-03-04T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:28:37.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must be getting sick...</title><content type='html'>I finally got the pain-in-the-ass enrolment done on Monday, wherein after I splashed $25 on bowling. Yes, I'm mad about it, probably because I cannot bear to see myself suck at all sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but for some reason I get easily drowsy these days. On Monday while I was taking the bus to Ang Mo Kio to collect my medical report I dozed off and missed the destination by one stop. I was lucky on that occasion, but what gonna happen to me if it occurs again? I don't want to end up in Tuas (that was exaggeration).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to celebrate TKY's birthday in advance today. Forgot to wish him Happy Birthday in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5385801661187541688?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5385801661187541688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5385801661187541688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5385801661187541688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5385801661187541688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-must-be-getting-sick.html' title='I must be getting sick...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2344309434469977399</id><published>2009-02-22T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:22:56.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh... Why do I like "money games" so much?...</title><content type='html'>DISCLAIMER: I'm in such a good mood right now I don't know what I'm typing. So please do not flame me, send me death threats, incense papers or pictures of my face in an obituary. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly sports for me, I guess. Played Bowling and Pool again, this time also with Shaun and Jun Tat. I finally adapted to a style of throwing straight in Bowling and improved my shooting in Pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling: Apparently Jun Tat and Shaun got into their school team very recently (the day before, I suppose). Nothing special happened apart from the fact I finally carved out a throwing style to remedy my I-can't-effing-throw-straight-gawddammit! problem. It worked wonders, to my surprise, since I was using a heavier ball than usual. However, straight, weakly-powered balls don't give strikes, and my aiming is too atrocious to earn myself spares. Gotta train on that next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I played until my index finger hurt. And how it hurt when it's not used to bowl, only my finger knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool: Shaun is seriously not bad, but if he was as good as they made him out to be, then I guess he's off form today. Our last game was a race to 10 points and the rules are, apart from the normal rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to reach 10: Don't pay.&lt;br /&gt;Second to reach: Pay 10% of total.&lt;br /&gt;Third: Pay 20% of total&lt;br /&gt;Fourth: Pay 30%&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, the last: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: Shaun. He was very lucky, because of the extreme unluckiness of Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;Second: Kwang Yong. He got it because Marcus dropped points, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third: Marcus. He was at 9 for a period of time, but every time he potted a ball, his cue ball also decided to meet the same end. Then came a shot where he could've lost FOUR points because he hit the ball(s) so hard the cue ball and the target came flying out and according to our rules, "Ball fly out = minus 2". He was saved two points because I was leaning against the rail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth: Me. I made the luckiest shot of my life (may explain here if I feel like it). Getting fourth wasn't any use however, since I paid for everything before I received payments.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth: Tat. Nothing to say about him other than he wasted free shots. REALLY REALLY free shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I know I've improved in my aiming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after all this was over, I had dinner by myself. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got shortlisted for the schorlarship on Tuesday, 8 days before the scheduled interview. I have to wear formal (wtf?) and bring documents, not excluding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'(e)   any other documents that may reflect your leadership and suitability for this award. Letters of recommendation from your Principal or Head of Department should also be included, if available.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(even more WTF!!??!?!?!?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I can only pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to ALL 4E2'08 PEEPS: VISIT THE CLASS BLOG NOW, TOMORROW, THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW, THE DAY AFTER AFTER TOMORROW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2344309434469977399?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2344309434469977399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2344309434469977399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2344309434469977399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2344309434469977399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/02/ugh-why-do-i-like-money-games-so-much.html' title='Ugh... Why do I like &quot;money games&quot; so much?...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8893277133013450235</id><published>2009-02-13T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:43:37.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho-ly f*-** I-'m ro-t-ting...</title><content type='html'>Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's kind of a bore because I didn't get a job (I said, "Screw jobs! I got better things to do.").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm preparing myself for my future career. I'm getting exposure to other genre of games, assisting a friend in creating a map and "beta testing" (closer to playing and reviewing on-the-spot) an MSN friend's game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I suck at programming even the simplest of triggers (they make the map work). Maybe I haven't got enough experience, or perhaps I simply suck at this sort of thing, or my mind is just dead nowadays. But hey, it's not like I'm regretting my actions, y'know, cause I know I'll eventually make it if I follow my new motto "Without Logic, Nothing is Impossible as Long as You Have the Basics!" (I've been doing this for years without knowing it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm following American Idol now, I can't believe it. Must be the upcoming Singapore Idol which made me interested.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to Pool and Bowling on a certain Sunday by a certain duo. I found out I've apparently improved for no reason at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool - I was able to hit the target balls with more precision than last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling - Total Score for each of the 3 games: 111 111 77 (I was kinda tired during the third game. So it must be due to the sudden leap in my form. &lt;s&gt;Is it approaching full moon already?&lt;/s&gt; &lt;----- The cancelled text is a load of bullshit. You can either ignore it or go ROFL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lunched on pizza and drinks, treated by the mother of one of the duo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a few more weeks before my scholarship results are released. I'll be preoccupying myself with Fifa Online 2, Warcraft 3 Map Editor, Dragonica (coming soon!), iTunes, uTorrent and Visual Novels 'till the day comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Off screen, a voice is heard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX: I'm so gonna starve... What can I do with only MSG, rice, eggs and spam?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8893277133013450235?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8893277133013450235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8893277133013450235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8893277133013450235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8893277133013450235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/02/ho-ly-f-i-m-ro-t-ting.html' title='Ho-ly f*-** I-&apos;m ro-t-ting...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4100021881311263234</id><published>2009-01-31T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:54:31.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOE is CUH-RA-ZY!...</title><content type='html'>THE LAST thing I expected the Ministry of Education to do on the JAE results release day is to send an SMS in the wee hours of the morning. For f***s sake I only slept for 1 hour before I received the message! Damn Devil May Cry 4, but not damn Eoin Colfer for making me so addicted to his latest instalment (I read from 1am to 5am, for your information). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with eight points clear ahead of the cut-off, I wasn't surprised when I saw what I got, but nevertheless fisted the air jubilantly. Now all I hope for is that scholarship I've been eyeing for a few weeks. They'd better call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the non-education part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCUS POON came early, possibly breaking the "Earliest Guest" record set by JT. I played my Devil May Cry 4 while he messed around with his cards for the next few hours. No one else came, so no mahjong, as he and I fervently hoped. We had lunch with my parents soon after, then I went home, leaving him to his card-selling-buying business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dental appointment at 4pm, was late 15 minutes due to extreme laziness and *excuses*fatigue*excuses*. The dentist told me my bracers would be due in a couple of months if I followed his instructions carefully (which is now a problem due to me suffering from "Lack-of-Brainwork Disorder", resulting in snail-paced thinking, temporal muscular incapacitation [in a nutshell, increased clumsiness] and enhanced pronunciation difficulty). I'm trying, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I headed for Plaza Singapura to meet up with Marcus (Poon), JT, Yao Yang, Nick, Bryan, Daniel (Chan) and Xin Yi (all of them were watching a movie. It either lasted longer than I expected or the friggin' ads took a tad bit too long). We headed to Kovan, parting with JT, Xin Yi and Daniel (JT joined us afterwards) on the way, did some shopping, had our dinner and finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed that. The one hour of pool a day earlier didn't help much, since the other two players were leagues better than I am. At least I got to know I actually improved (a very, VERY small notch) and Bryan is actually quite good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I couldn't aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that New Year's resolution I set for myself still has a long way to go before it finally reaches the finishing point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered, Temasek Polytechnic doesn't have Pool. Hm...maybe I'll settle for Bowling instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4100021881311263234?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4100021881311263234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4100021881311263234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4100021881311263234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4100021881311263234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/01/moe-is-cuh-ra-zy.html' title='MOE is CUH-RA-ZY!...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-236797171376662015</id><published>2009-01-26T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T03:48:19.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell man, what the hell...</title><content type='html'>I'm here for late night blogging after that mahjong session, and I can't believe I'm still fully awake. Must be that chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, let's get started with the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my family went out to lunch somewhere near the venue of our reunion dinner. I was forced to have noodles (there weren't any rice stalls [just to make sure the readers here don't think my parents are the abusive sorts]) for lunch. It wasn't impressive, but surprisingly I broke my own personal record for finishing a bowl of fishball noodles in a public area. Must be the hunger. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded to shop around. There was nothing, though, since it's the Eve and most of the shops are closed. *Mentally celebrates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off to our relatives' house we went. The journey was fraught with temporary separation and quarrels, but eventually we reunited at our destination, so all was well. Add huge inverted commas at both ends of that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What followed was a boring wait for the reunion dinner. Watching the TV, helping with some things and praying (OK, scratch that necessity) didn't excite me one bit. However, when it started, I found out I wasn't hungry, since I had my lunch at approximately three and a half hours ago, which meant the enzymes in my stomach had yet to dissolve all the food into blood-soluble, energy-boosting substances. For the first time, eating was, in a nutshell, hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours of boredom later, we finally went home. Another hour of wait later, the first expected visitor, Mr. Kong Alien, finally came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when the fun really started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) He installed Left 4 Dead. I only have one thing to say about this game. If you are playing Single Player, don't, I repeat, DON'T ever play at night alone. It's f***ing scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Then Yao Yang came, and we had the privilege to watch Mr. Alien lock himself outside his hiding place just to get tentacle-raped (he was using a female character) by a tongue-lashing zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Not that I didn't have my share of fun, I got pounced on by some crazed maniac (OK, he was also a zombie) and er...how do I say this...he tore at me until my allies killed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Back to Mr. Alien. He got killed by a zombie singing opera in a matter of seconds. Well, seeing that the zombie reacts like a trauma-inflicted rape victim getting raped again, resulting in a paranoiac retaliation (screaming and flying towards the culprit, then scratching him in a frenzy), I can't see why it wouldn't happen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Finally Kun Ying arrived, and we could start our mahjong session. Let's summarise the next three and a half hours of my life in mahjong language:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. of Hu's by CX: 0&lt;br /&gt;No. of Fang Pao's by CX: Uncountable&lt;br /&gt;Money lost by CX: Nearly everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zi Gui entering the fray didn't help the situation much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shitty &lt;s&gt;day&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;night&lt;/s&gt; dusk for mahjong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year anyway. Do come on Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-236797171376662015?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/236797171376662015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=236797171376662015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/236797171376662015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/236797171376662015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-hell-man-what-hell.html' title='What the hell man, what the hell...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2439775908167099681</id><published>2009-01-14T01:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:42:05.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite active these few days eh...</title><content type='html'>After reading a certain blog post, I got inspired and here I am, ready to...brag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I did well for the big, fat O's, 11 for L1R5 and 8 for L1B4 after CCA deduction. However, controversial events of that day were as follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Mrs Tey returns the results to me. She wonders why I didn't get A. I was actually surprised I got B3 for both English and Humanities since I practically never touched a B3 for English (despite trying hard) and screwed up my Geography (I didn't study much). Kudos to the markers man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Mr Tan asked me why I didn't get A1 for Physics. Oh come on man! In HS history only this year's batch had A1's! What do you expect from someone who studies jack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ms Toh was disappointed I didn't get A1 for Chemistry. Me too. Either me or the markers need to get their eyes checked since this could go either way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Only Mrs Teo didn't disappoint me and commended me for getting A1 for both Mathematics. Can't get any higher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Apparently there was an increase of membership in my CX-sux club that day, me being smug and all. Did I say I'm almost always comically xia lan (aka being xia lan but not really meaning it)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) That "seven" in my paper made me proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I got A2 for POA... WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) In total, I received 2 A1's and 2 A2's. Ain't that satisfied myself. Oh, and, did I mention my MUM, apart from being proud, did (3) and (7)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Temasek Polytechnic for some JAE seminar talk and more information. And as expected, TP didn't let me down. I even applied for a scholarship because my first choice was under the Informatics and IT school or whatever and I met the requirements. Now waiting for the call for an interview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off Topic: Don't you guys think today was exceptionally cold? For the first time I brought my jacket along to TP but realised it was my hands that were freezing. At that fleeting moment I finally realised the importance of gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ne~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2439775908167099681?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2439775908167099681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2439775908167099681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2439775908167099681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2439775908167099681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/01/quite-active-these-few-days-eh.html' title='Quite active these few days eh...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-890199452975509714</id><published>2009-01-13T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:56:02.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The suspense is over...</title><content type='html'>And I'm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecstatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm now bored. There's no more O's suspense, I did good enough to go to both JC and Poly. Hell am I gonna worry about getting into my gaming courses now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go back to Temasek Poly for some stuff tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hums some Japanese song*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Very loud zip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still have to worry about. Chalet.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Tat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-890199452975509714?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/890199452975509714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=890199452975509714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/890199452975509714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/890199452975509714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/01/suspense-is-over.html' title='The suspense is over...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-7893660145689628661</id><published>2009-01-10T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:43:04.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tag from hell...</title><content type='html'>Now I'll do the whatever-it-is-called from hell Huiyi tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 20 facts about yourself, be it weird/true self or the ugly side of you/yourself. At the end of this quiz, you [s]MUST[/s] MAY choose 10 people to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I hate staying at home all the time, yet dislike going out with my parents unless it's lunch or dinner.&lt;br /&gt;2) Despite being vulgar quite often, I refrain from spewing vulgarities when I'm with my relatives and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;3) I enjoy helping friends in their studies, despite being bad at it (the helping).&lt;br /&gt;4) I've never been good at any sports. I use too much strength in table tennis, my racket swings before the shuttlecock arrives in badminton, I mostly miss my shots in basketball, my kicking is horrendous in football, I can't aim in pool, and in bowling my ball moves more slanted than straight.&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm a lazy bastard. I mean, I procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;6) I do better in my studies when I mumble.&lt;br /&gt;7) I make a LOT of noise when playing computer games...in the absence of my parents, of course.&lt;br /&gt;8) I must be one of the few who can't wait for the release of the O's.&lt;br /&gt;9) I haven't gone to the Flyer even once.&lt;br /&gt;10) Ever since the economic crisis began, I spent more, not less, on myself.&lt;br /&gt;11) I dislike Chinese because there's no pattern in reading the words. &lt;br /&gt;12) I first touched the computer when I was 3/4/5.&lt;br /&gt;13) Since young, I hated all anime dubs except for Pokemon, Digimon and Dragonball.&lt;br /&gt;14) My first cartoon idol was Popeye.&lt;br /&gt;15) I'm a perfectionist. There's a shitty feeling inside whenever I leave things uncompleted.&lt;br /&gt;16) I hate doing stuff alone, except with people from an older generation.&lt;br /&gt;17) I want to do the stuff I love, but do nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;18) I can spend hours looking for the information I want, yet spend minutes on studies before losing concentration and doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;19) I criticise all sorts of things, A LOT. And I can't help but feel that person beside me is getting irritated. But hey, old habits die hard.&lt;br /&gt;20) I'm comically xia lan, but no one ever notices the comical part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tagged:&lt;br /&gt;1 thru 10: Don't do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-7893660145689628661?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/7893660145689628661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=7893660145689628661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7893660145689628661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7893660145689628661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/01/tag-from-hell.html' title='The tag from hell...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8273348318765663543</id><published>2009-01-08T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T02:59:51.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff is happening...</title><content type='html'>#100 post! But there's nothing I'm gonna do to celebrate it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.40a.m. plus right now and I'm still awake. I just don't feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O's results are coming out on the 12th of January and the reporting time is 2p.m.. Not that I'm nervous over my results - *brag*I know I'll get through*brag* - just stating the date for...fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not only eager for the results. I'm also interested in my testimonial and the Constellation (I tried so damn hard last year to write down as many good pieces as possible.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently hooked on manga and Fifa Online 2 (the latter infuriating me more than anything else from my computer since the AI is too pro and troublesome). I haven't got a job, and I doubt I'll ever get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself to stick to my New Year's revolution (get my fan fiction going) but still haven't done so due to extreme laziness, addiction and Jun Tat (he's obsessed over spamming my house phone with his caller ID &lt;my house phone can't track caller ID's, but you know what I mean&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also put in a New Year's revolution which is seemingly impossible - becoming good at one sport (Pool and perhaps Bowling were chosen) - since all the previous sports I played ended up crap. At least I'm working on this whenever I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi tagged me something from hell. I'll update this entry later morning/afternoon/evening/night/next day/...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8273348318765663543?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8273348318765663543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8273348318765663543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8273348318765663543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8273348318765663543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/01/stuff-is-happening.html' title='Stuff is happening...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-7401672029431692968</id><published>2009-01-02T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:46:30.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #99...</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a long while; I have been watching too much anime, reading too much manga, playing too much WC3 and Fifa and brooding too much on going out and stuff to care about blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Eve was the biggest badass day of 2008. This day can be summarised with the following points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I played my best in Pool. Potted the 8-ball almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Bowling was great though I played like shit *excuse*since I was trying a different style*excuse*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Despite being (very) tired and such, I had fun criticising the performances during the countdown (yes, I think the Channel 8 version sucked. Now where is the Channel 5 encore telecast?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I still went somewhere else after the countdown (to eat), resulting in my latest home return of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Day: One word - Boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-7401672029431692968?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/7401672029431692968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=7401672029431692968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7401672029431692968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7401672029431692968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2009/01/post-99.html' title='Post #99...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-896162550392794701</id><published>2008-12-03T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:59:00.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is such an activity-crammed holiday...</title><content type='html'>Happenings of 3 December 2008 (in order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Woke up. First good sleep in a long while. (1.30 pm)&lt;br /&gt;2) TuneUp'ed my computer. (1.30pm - 2.30pm)&lt;br /&gt;3) Went to eat lunch. Bought Brisingr, third part of The Inheritance Series by Christopher Paolini. (2.30pm - 4.30pm)&lt;br /&gt;4) Reached home, haven't done anything else since other than watching anime. (4.30pm - current)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pathetic, but I concluded it was better than most of my other days, which go (1) Wake up f***ing early, kudos to some idiot, (2) Play Warcraft 3, (3) Eat Lunch, (4) Play Warcraft 3 again, (5) Eat Dinner, (6) Play Warcraft 3 or Atlantica, (7) Sleep... which is = NO LIFE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that some idiot SMSed me earlier today and complained his work being even more "NO LIFE" than playing Warcraft 3 24/7... I don't even have a job, and I'm still too lazy to find one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet's kinda underway, though I haven't booked. Waiting for the signal from my "colleagues"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog post is as exciting as my life right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-896162550392794701?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/896162550392794701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=896162550392794701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/896162550392794701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/896162550392794701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-such-activity-crammed-holiday.html' title='This is such an activity-crammed holiday...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8196512154100472906</id><published>2008-11-21T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:13:07.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time doing this...</title><content type='html'>Copy and paste to your blog, erase my answers and add your own. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real places, name and/ or objects but nothing made up. TRY to use different answers if the person you got this from has the same initial. You can't use your name for the girl/boy question. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ee Cheng Xuan (The moment you see this you know I'm screwed)&lt;br /&gt;Four letter word: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;awn&lt;br /&gt;Boy's name: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ao Ming&lt;br /&gt;Girls name: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ee Chin&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;outh Worker (Credit to Google)&lt;br /&gt;Colour: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ellow&lt;br /&gt;Something you wear: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;amika-a jewish beanie (Google again)&lt;br /&gt;Beverage: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ellow-coloured Sprite&lt;br /&gt;Food: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;am (Ew~)&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;angtze River&lt;br /&gt;Something found in the bathroom: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ellow toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;Reason for being late: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou were talking to me the entire night, remember? Of course I would oversleep!&lt;br /&gt;Something you shout: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;AAARGH!!! &lt;br /&gt;Font: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;D2002&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou Are the One! (Is there even such a thing?)&lt;br /&gt;Song title: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou are the Music in Me - High School Musical 2&lt;br /&gt;Country: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;emen (Credit to Wiki)&lt;br /&gt;Name 10 people to pass this on:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;2. Jermaine&lt;br /&gt;3. Amalina&lt;br /&gt;4. Xin Yi&lt;br /&gt;5. Venus&lt;br /&gt;6. Guan Hui&lt;br /&gt;7. No&lt;br /&gt;8. More&lt;br /&gt;9. People&lt;br /&gt;10. I can think of...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8196512154100472906?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8196512154100472906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8196512154100472906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8196512154100472906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8196512154100472906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-time-doing-this.html' title='First time doing this...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-443720848425664752</id><published>2008-11-21T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:58:40.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Nite at Prom...</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: What you read below may offend you. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT sue or flame me if you come across anything that pisses you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I simply sat on my seat doing nothing else but drinking, drinking, drinking... Had a couple of laughs, credit to Mr. Said (who was a little too lame) and the Prom King/Queen competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was simply crap, 'cept for the lamb and the chicken. Nuff' said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance was mediocre at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky draw sucked, cause I didn't get anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool after Prom sucked too, cause I couldn't win anything, and in the eyes of 2 certain players, a combination shot potting the 8 ball was a certain loss... And after checking it up, I realised they were right... F***...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-443720848425664752?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/443720848425664752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=443720848425664752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/443720848425664752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/443720848425664752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-nite-at-prom.html' title='A Long Nite at Prom...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1339278413380465374</id><published>2008-11-13T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:38:40.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for some "serious" posting...</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: What follows soon is a huge wall of text. Kindly click the "X" button on the top right corner of the screen if you are repulsive of or detest walls of text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys and gals, I present to you, my new blogskin. Hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the big fat O's are officially over. Everyone's celebrating now, some have started looking for/working under part-time jobs and some are still in study mood for some sick reason. I'm planning to get a job, though I'm not sure what I should apply for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no I ain't gonna rant on each and every paper like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm gonna rant about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;---Rant BEGIN---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry finally ended, marking the end of studying for me, for some time at least. I initially assumed I wasn't going to "hold" a celebration in my house, given the lack of people coming, and I thought I was about to die of boredom (again), when I received a phone call from The Tart, who notified me him and three others are coming, followed by another one from A Fish in which when the call ended the house expected seven visitors, not to mention a few more people coming which totalled up the visitors to a considerable...17. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, chaos ensued. I didn't bother to buy any drinks - hell they can dehydrate to death for all I care - and in the duration of their stay the litter mounted up to shocking amounts. Where did the house rules go? Maybe I was being too soft with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I had a grab at NBA 2005, Mahjong, my own computer and Devil May Cry 4, so I guess the fun that followed wasn't really that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;---Rant FINISH---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom Nite's in a week's time; IT Fair's in two day's time running a span of three days; I still have to get my spectacle fixed; Dental appointment in a week's time. Man, the schedule's pretty cramped in a sense, not to mention I still have a fan-fiction to continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell, I'll still be bored until I get a job. So that class advertising stuff (the one about coming over and CNY) still stands until the day we receive our results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1339278413380465374?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1339278413380465374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1339278413380465374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1339278413380465374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1339278413380465374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-for-some-serious-posting.html' title='Time for some &quot;serious&quot; posting...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5049334185988785217</id><published>2008-11-09T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T03:07:22.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanted to change my name...but...</title><content type='html'>Well, O's are officially "over" (2 papers worth of MCQ to go, ain't that hard you know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta go DotA before my mates fling curses at me. Post later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTINUED:...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the papers were okay, except for English, Geography and Physics Paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the "last" paper an army stormed my house. Thank goodness the mess they left wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my Prom Nite stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so dull, I seriously have to idea what to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll just go play Red Alert 3, DotA, Atlantica, listen to music and continue writing my fan-fic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will be on hiatus until I think of something else to write about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5049334185988785217?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5049334185988785217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5049334185988785217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5049334185988785217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5049334185988785217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanted-to-change-namebut.html' title='I wanted to change my name...but...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-3302576362993660255</id><published>2008-09-08T15:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:21:21.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Preeeeeeeeeelims!...</title><content type='html'>I took this test despite knowing that there is Chemistry and A.Maths tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;371 points, so you achieved position 10426 of 370493 on the ranking list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You type 471 characters per minute&lt;br /&gt;You have 83 correct words and&lt;br /&gt;you have 1 wrong words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;83 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current best though I know it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to study~ *faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-3302576362993660255?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/3302576362993660255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=3302576362993660255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3302576362993660255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3302576362993660255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/09/still-preeeeeeeeeelims.html' title='Still Preeeeeeeeeelims!...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4908827346240311872</id><published>2008-09-03T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:48:14.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blogskin Ain't Helping...</title><content type='html'>First off, something to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to my house: I know some people won't be very happy reading this, provided that they DO read this entry. Let's look at the aftermath of my house visits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Broken curtains&lt;br /&gt;2) Near-detached stairs handles&lt;br /&gt;3) Not-turned-off switches (Do you know how dangerous that is?)&lt;br /&gt;4) Crashed computer (The files! What if the computer is permanently damaged?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I said, "I let you in, so you gotta respect my property! Throw your stuff away - the dustbin's not that far - and kindly turn off anything that is not in use." You'll probably hate me for saying this, but heck, I'll still say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) And an extremely bored-to-death CX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks when your boredom can't be filled eh... FROM THIS I ASSUME YOU CAN INFER THAT I HAVEN'T STUDIED DURING THE HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;... Damn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4908827346240311872?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4908827346240311872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4908827346240311872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4908827346240311872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4908827346240311872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-blogskin-aint-helping.html' title='This Blogskin Ain&apos;t Helping...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8886154723364754007</id><published>2008-08-14T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:24:56.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fink Ingleesh Aural wazz deeffeecoolt...</title><content type='html'>Title Translation: I think English Oral was difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the picture, that is. Couldn't describe or talk about it for shit. Oh well, hope I get distinction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was touched...really...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8886154723364754007?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8886154723364754007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8886154723364754007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8886154723364754007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8886154723364754007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-fink-ingleesh-aural-wazz-deeffeecoolt.html' title='I fink Ingleesh Aural wazz deeffeecoolt...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2782800328733853309</id><published>2008-08-12T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:47:56.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D7, I swear I nearly passed...</title><content type='html'>Yes guys, I failed my Chinese O-Level and I thought I was the worst but apparently I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum wasn't expecting me to pass. Oh I'm so lucky. No Mother's Wrath, hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2782800328733853309?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2782800328733853309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2782800328733853309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2782800328733853309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2782800328733853309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/08/d7-i-swear-i-nearly-passed.html' title='D7, I swear I nearly passed...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-141982351685791605</id><published>2008-08-06T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:16:10.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turned 16 on 2.30...</title><content type='html'>Guess what? It's my birthday today, and you birthday-bashing maniacs can't lay your hands on me. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wish for it to be celebrated... I'd rather save my back skin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-141982351685791605?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/141982351685791605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=141982351685791605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/141982351685791605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/141982351685791605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/08/turned-16-on-230.html' title='Turned 16 on 2.30...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4398194143461815113</id><published>2008-07-25T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:53:13.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin!...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, you've seen it. After millenniums I've finally changed the skin to something that may help my O's. Tell me what you think about it. By the way, I'm in need of a script to disable right click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine-ball rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I can say I've resumed doing my homework. Not sure when I'm gonna really revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding that pointless two-word paragraph, I'm watching the Nine-ball Tour now. Love it. Right now it's Guinness 9-Ball No. 1 vs World No. 1. Exhilaration at it's maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhilaration ended. Chang Jung Lin (TPE) got eliminated by Dennis Orcollo (PHI).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4398194143461815113?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4398194143461815113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4398194143461815113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4398194143461815113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4398194143461815113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin!...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8363677627692396357</id><published>2008-07-19T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:21:22.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inser title here...</title><content type='html'>I did the General Paper Paper 2 (A-levels) a few hours back during my English tuition. I was expecting it to be difficult, but it turned out to be English Paper 2 with 90% more inference questions *shiver*. Difficult enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, if this wasn't bad enough, try Paper 1. If I recall correctly, you have to choose two topics from about 10 of them, and for each write an essay of 500 - 800 words. Those topics are based on current affairs. Thinking about it makes me shudder. Thank goodness I'm aiming for Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying the format for fun/letting you know about the GP/lengthening my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still not doing anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: 10 bucks that at least 25% of the graduating batch in Singapore haven't started studying yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8363677627692396357?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8363677627692396357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8363677627692396357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8363677627692396357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8363677627692396357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/07/inser-title-here.html' title='Inser title here...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1822291652772822605</id><published>2008-07-15T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:20:25.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH ME GAWD I SCREWED UP MY CHINESE LISTENING COMPREHENSION!!!</title><content type='html'>^See title^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1822291652772822605?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1822291652772822605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1822291652772822605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1822291652772822605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1822291652772822605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-me-gawd-i-screwed-up-my-chinese.html' title='OH ME GAWD I SCREWED UP MY CHINESE LISTENING COMPREHENSION!!!'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4288108200057282346</id><published>2008-07-13T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:19:32.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO FINALLY DONE WITH CHAPTER FIVE... Though I doubt you people actually give a damn...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, flame me for not studying. I got no life whatsoever. Heck, I can't force myself to study without dozing off or picking up something else to fiddle with, so I suppose I'll just finish what I promised those people over at the forums first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys ever bother to read, story and comments are &lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=68243&amp;pid=1031052&amp;st=40&amp;#entry1031052"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I still know you won't read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining of deja vu plus some other things... Yet... *cough*The pain of P6*cough*...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4288108200057282346?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4288108200057282346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4288108200057282346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4288108200057282346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4288108200057282346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/07/woo-finally-done-with-chapter-five.html' title='WOO FINALLY DONE WITH CHAPTER FIVE... Though I doubt you people actually give a damn...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-7203624055678696270</id><published>2008-07-02T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T18:02:23.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh - Em - Effin - Gee...</title><content type='html'>Screwed up my Chinese O-level Oral...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the request from the previous post is still on, if you guys actually come here and read my posts that is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-7203624055678696270?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/7203624055678696270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=7203624055678696270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7203624055678696270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7203624055678696270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-em-effin-gee.html' title='Oh - Em - Effin - Gee...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6932855142692151739</id><published>2008-06-29T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:43:16.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess I'm finally getting started...</title><content type='html'>I'm in need of assistance... Studying assistance... Since I'll probably sleep while studying by myself anyway... At least 3 people "apply" please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... Still so damn bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6932855142692151739?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6932855142692151739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6932855142692151739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6932855142692151739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6932855142692151739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/guess-im-finally-getting-started.html' title='Guess I&apos;m finally getting started...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-619175631528627848</id><published>2008-06-26T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:25:23.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yu-Gi-Oh...</title><content type='html'>For all you YGO idiots I know who berate me for righting a wrong rule you use, refer to &lt;a href="http://yugioh.wikia.com/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and then consider arguing with me over rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... Anyway, yesterday was UNSW Writing Competition and I believe I screwed up... Big time... I wrote more than enough but I don't think that suspense was there. Spent too much time trying in vain to access the thesaurus in my brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently hooked up on comics revolving around... Furries... They kinda gave me the motivation to improve my drawing skills... Maybe I'll accompany my fan-fiction with a comic about it in the future... Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 5 minutes to write this. Happy reading...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-619175631528627848?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/619175631528627848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=619175631528627848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/619175631528627848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/619175631528627848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/yu-gi-oh.html' title='Yu-Gi-Oh...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-571784285739751498</id><published>2008-06-22T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T01:17:01.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are ending really soon...</title><content type='html'>And guess what? I haven't done a single sh*t I told myself to do before the holidays. All I did was sit in front of the computer playing computer games while hoping that someone would call me and ask whether there's slot for a game of Mahjong or something. Every time I had my English tuition which involved writing I couldn't think of what to write, so, to my dismay, I concluded that I was infected with "Writer's Block". Maybe part of the "Block" originated from my highly unmotivated self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework owed before the holidays: Undone&lt;br /&gt;Homework given during the holidays: Undone&lt;br /&gt;Two chapters of my fan-fiction: Unwritten&lt;br /&gt;Fun: Accrued (Fun with friends &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Computer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... Let's try studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Opens book*&lt;br /&gt;*A few flips later*&lt;br /&gt;*Closes book*&lt;br /&gt;*A sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's try to get motivated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thinks of future plans*&lt;br /&gt;*Thinks of consequences of failure to do the needed*&lt;br /&gt;*Dismisses everything as if they are part of everyday life*&lt;br /&gt;*Another sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, looks like I'll just smile while giving monosyllabic and monotone answers for the rest of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTICE: NEXT YEAR'S CNY EVE GATHERING IS STILL ONGOING FOR "REGISTRATION"! PLEASE CONSIDER NOW IF YOU WANT TO COME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-571784285739751498?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/571784285739751498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=571784285739751498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/571784285739751498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/571784285739751498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays-are-ending-really-soon.html' title='Holidays are ending really soon...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1751943310001229363</id><published>2008-06-16T01:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:36:56.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay rocks...</title><content type='html'>The album came a day earlier... Now I'm enjoying it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's class outing... No comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep during Chemistry class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Not during Chemistry class... I was a total drunkard during my tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I'm inviting you guys right now for the CNY Eve gathering next year. Saying it right now so that you guys could consider for the next 8 months or so, and so that I won't forget that I'm planning to organise this event (though unlikely)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing statement: Coldplay's Viva La Vida or Death and All His Friends rocks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1751943310001229363?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1751943310001229363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1751943310001229363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1751943310001229363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1751943310001229363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/coldplay-rocks.html' title='Coldplay rocks...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-605436924943354684</id><published>2008-06-11T11:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:58:39.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring with a Huge B...</title><content type='html'>Alas! Holiday homework 0% completed. 2 chapters of my fan-fiction 0% written. And now my throat feels painful... What in the world did I eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get something done within these last 2 weeks or else I'm seriously screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime EDIT: You know what? Fuck the ham. When I defrosted it the wok still exploded. When I cut it into 4 the pieces flew all over the place and the kitchen became flooded in oil. Ham is officially my greatest enemy in cooking... God damnit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further EDIT: Fans of Coldplay check out their album here!: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/387267497"&gt;Viva La Vida or Death and All His Friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-605436924943354684?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/605436924943354684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=605436924943354684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/605436924943354684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/605436924943354684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/boring-with-huge-b.html' title='Boring with a Huge B...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1687663340784690695</id><published>2008-06-05T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:47:40.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeeeouch!...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to the Singapore Polytechnic Open House. It was quite an experience, without activities cause Mrs. Teo dragged on the lesson for an extra hour and the transport was so damn slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I played basketball. I hurt my fingers trying to catch a high ball... Damn me for being so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1687663340784690695?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1687663340784690695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1687663340784690695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1687663340784690695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1687663340784690695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/eeeeeouch.html' title='Eeeeeouch!...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6686493333949901033</id><published>2008-06-03T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:32:14.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Defrost = Water. Water + Oil = Bad...</title><content type='html'>So in conclusion, Lack of Defrost + Oil = BAD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cooked my lunch (as in really cook) for the first time in 6 months. It was such an explosive (literally) experience. The moment I slid the ham into the wok, a lot of splitter splutter happened and I was forced to retreat far away from the wok as oil threatened to scald me with their extremely long-ranged shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least it's still edible... Eating now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6686493333949901033?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6686493333949901033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6686493333949901033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6686493333949901033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6686493333949901033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/lack-of-defrost-water-water-oil-bad.html' title='Lack of Defrost = Water. Water + Oil = Bad...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-3847271636491887985</id><published>2008-06-02T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:42:11.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh... Damn...</title><content type='html'>I called someone to pull my hands from rock bottom. But apparently my legs got stuck in one of the rocks. Looks like I REALLY need my motivation to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok if you don't understand, explanation's coming in the next paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Hao came to do some maths homework with me. While he finished a page (yes, only a page) of his homework (as he presumably thought it was), I, still heavily unmotivated and lazing the f*** around, did 3 questions in which I realised that my answers did not  tally with the answer sheet, eventually leading to some paper-crushing exercise, which means that I've not done a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, still can't break that 2-page sentence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently: Talking to someone using microphone on MSN while writing out this blog post. I simply can't multitask that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I'm seriously in need for a source of motivation, someone to push me on like no tomorrow or else I'll f*** up in my Prelims and O-levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-3847271636491887985?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/3847271636491887985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=3847271636491887985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3847271636491887985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3847271636491887985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-damn.html' title='Oh... Damn...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-7086016227784659774</id><published>2008-06-01T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:32:34.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays... Are... That... Effing... Boring...</title><content type='html'>Seriously though, I'm rusting down here. I got tons of homework to do and a couple of side-projects I'm aiming to accomplish but I haven't done a single bit of what I'm supposed to do and all my attempts of getting people to come to my house to wash tiles or mug always come to naught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably out of motivation. Heck, even if I wanted to get motivated, I can't find a source to sap that motivation into me. I've officially run out of sources. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes all my homework and side-projects. Only riding bikes is a joy now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free 24/7, so if you guys got anything on and decide to involve me in any event you're organising or want to patronise my house for whatever reasons, contact me and I'll consider (being free doesn't mean I'll do ANYTHING).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post here. No idea what to post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on second note, I DO take things seriously, bastards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Oh and if you guys haven't done so, PLEASE do read my fan-fiction and comment on it to me personally so that I can make some improvements to my English, which has, unfortunately, plunged in standards... Click the only picture in my blog to read my fan-fiction...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-7086016227784659774?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/7086016227784659774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=7086016227784659774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7086016227784659774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7086016227784659774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays-are-that-effing-boring.html' title='Holidays... Are... That... Effing... Boring...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-135600787487812286</id><published>2008-05-17T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:46:54.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That, is a huge blow to my ego...</title><content type='html'>My mum just berated me over my SA1 results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seeing that it's my fault that I didn't study much (though the resultant results were better than anticipated, some no), I absorbed each and every word she said (no 耳边风, thank you very much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;state&lt;/span&gt; (hate Chem answer demands) my marks less I get everything bad that has and has not happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain's still wracked over the pile of homework and the Chinese tuition homework which is due about 9 hours later. And to think I'm still slacking with Chinese O-levels coming up so damn soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone motivate me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-135600787487812286?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/135600787487812286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=135600787487812286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/135600787487812286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/135600787487812286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-is-huge-blow-to-my-ego.html' title='That, is a huge blow to my ego...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-3569904278261066001</id><published>2008-05-13T19:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:47:25.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally! I'm back with the text!...</title><content type='html'>It's been months since I've posted. I'm so lazy these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1'v3 d3c1d3d t0 m4k3 +h15 p05+ 4 b1+ m0r3 1n+3r35+1ng (5ub+1+l35 4r3 4lw4y5 4v41l4bl3 b3l0w). +h15 15 4lr34dy v3ry m1ld (4nd 51mpl3) 1337sp33k. 1f y0u d0 n0+ w15h +0 g0 +hr0ugh +h3 +r0ubl3 +r4nsl4+1ng 3v3ry+h1ng, ju5+ r3f3r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c4r33r5 d4y w45 fun. 4f+3r +h4+ fr33 "brunch", 1 w3n+ +0 w4+ch 4 m0v13 w1+h +h3 0+h3r5. +h0ugh 1 w45 4 l1++l3 l4+3, +h3 m0v13 w45 5+1ll 3n+3r+41n1ng. 4f+3r +h3 m0v13, 1 4nd +h3 0+h3r5 w3n+ +0 +h3 4rc4d3. h4d fun 4ll d4y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH WHATEVER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[translation]I've decided to make this post a bit more interesting. This is already very mild (and I mean it) leetspeak. If you do not wish to excessively defragment your brain, refer (to this) to save your brain.[/translation]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career day was fun, with free lunch and all. After that I went off to Millenia Walk for some business and coincidentally met Kian Boon outside Suntec City Tower 1, whom I sent off to the MRT at the Suntec City Convention Centre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with nothing to do, I decided to return to Suntec City Tower 1 to watch a movie, only to realise that it has started. Well, never mind. I just bought the ticket and proceeded into the cinema, wasting no more time and missing only around 5 minutes of the movie (you enter the cinema at 1.15, which is the time the movie is due to be played. Then you wait for 10 freaking minutes while watching adverts after adverts. Well, that's what I think...). What's Happened/Happening in Vegas was simply non-literally stomach-wrenchingly hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: the Arcade-next-door. Watched some buddies play a few games and participated in some myself (HotD 4, Daytona and that pic-comparing game). Heck, nothing to do after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some left early on. The rest of us did mindless walking from Tower 1 -&gt; Millenia Walk -&gt; Marina Square. In the end, there was no dinner (I thought there was)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I shall bring this post to a close. Have fun reading, staring at, then scrutinizing this post as I procrastinate for another few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: I was browsing around others' blogs when I found something very interesting, so I decided to add this in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tblBorderAll"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=35647N" target="_blank"&gt;WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Mathematics/Statistics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Mathematics, Statistics, or related majors (e.g., Accounting, Actuarial Science, Astronomy, Computer Engineering, Computer Information Systems (CIS), Computer Science, Economics, Engineering, Finance, Management Information Systems (MIS), Operations Management, Physics, Risk Management). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table width='50%'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Mathematics/Statistics&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='81' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;81%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Visual&amp;PerformingArts&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Biology/Chemistry/Geology&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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I&apos;m back with the text!...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2566992680731418353</id><published>2008-04-05T09:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:12:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer fixed...</title><content type='html'>...and I still don't feel any happier. *Proceeds to fix CABALSEA*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2566992680731418353?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2566992680731418353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2566992680731418353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2566992680731418353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2566992680731418353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/04/computer-fixed.html' title='Computer fixed...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-505670966064373979</id><published>2008-03-24T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:31:13.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toleration - 0%</title><content type='html'>Some people may have seen my sudden outbreaks of violence sometime or another in recent days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a traumatizing experience one day when...about... 2 out of 4 b******s came to my house one day (in which 3 of those 4 b******s are uninvited) and created a ruckus (for more information, start reading after 3 paragraphs down). I've blacklisted them since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say slapping is a form of disrespect and humiliation. Another b****** did just that after I made fun of his Mike Shinoda (Mike wouldn't have minded). C'mon man, it's not like I f***ing insulted his entire family (income) or something. If Mike is part of his family, then I SERIOUSLY got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I respect Mike Shinoda myself (he plays the piano, the guitar and raps nice, the only person in the class who has got a problem with his colour is Alex). But unlike Mr. President, he CAN take jokes about himself, so I don't see why his fans can't take jokes about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I find my entire life crashing downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, I will give a recount of the entire day. That time (during the holidays), I only invited Kun Ying, Wei Ren, Jermaine, Kwang Yong, and also asked Jermaine to call a few more girls around just to do homework. But hey, all the Gods in heaven bully me and throw in 3 more people: Jun Tat, Sheng Yao and Nick. Of course, being the good-natured host I once was, I let them in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with PoA and I found myself not concentrating for unknown reasons, maybe because there are already 3 uninvited guests in my house. Well, never mind. Then, my father came home (he had half-day at work). After 3, Yao Yang called me and asked me if he could come (he was somewhere nearby, and unlike my 3 uninvited guests, he ASKED), so I just let him come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I said, I already lacked concentration. While I was STILL doing PoA, the 2 gay partners who always had gay sweet talks at the back of the class and during Practicals turned on MTV and guess what? They BLASTED my television volume and ROARED AND SHOUTED IN GLEE FOR NO F***ING GOOD REASON REGARDLESS OF THE FACT THAT MY FATHER IS SLEEPING IN HIS ROOM. After wasting 20 minutes of my homework time trying to stop them, they finally did, noticing my anxiety despite the fact that they did not give a high damn about it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That broke my ever-unbreakable tolerance. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a short post long again. Wonderful... Simply wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Oh and, sometimes I feel that some matters are too easily "forgotten" once an apology is accepted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-505670966064373979?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/505670966064373979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=505670966064373979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/505670966064373979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/505670966064373979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/03/toleration-0.html' title='Toleration - 0%'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2691830449893047343</id><published>2008-03-16T19:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:25:51.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is gonna be the reenactment of living hell...</title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for 2 weeks. Homework... Some still undone... I'm in the process of writing my new chapter (for those who actually give a damn) and I've made points about what to blog. So brace yourself for the colossal, gargantuan, epic wall of text that I'm about to erect with my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 3rd March 2008: Went to the Parliament. Listened to a brief briefing about the "tour" we're gonna have. I so happened to be the "lucky" lot to sit in a room for an entire hour. Well, when we entered, I felt this wave of air-con air blow on to my face and I felt giddy for no reason. During the entire hour on that chair with the headphone on my head I kept getting waves of giddiness. As a result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skill: Aura of Parliament&lt;br /&gt;Effect: Decreases the current HP of everyone by 50%/60%/70%/80%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't concentrate even if I wanted to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 4th March 2008: Creative writing. I totally ****ed up my piece. Excuse: The cold temperatures further lagged my brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 5th March 2008: Stayed back to do my Geography homework with Justin. We talked so much that we took an astounding 3 and a half hours to finish our crappy piece of Geography work. The band people discussing at the other side of outside the library and the bell were extremely annoying and you don't have to tell your mind that I just contradicted myself... Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 7th March 2008: Cross country distance decreased to a miserable 2.4km. Anyway, before cross country, a group of friends came to my house to play mahjong. During the cross country I ran. After the cross country we went back and played more mahjong. Argh... Nothing to say about cross country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, during the holidays, nearly everyday the 4E2 people came to my house to do homework and play mahjong. I only started doing my homework 3 days ago, I'm still owing the people my fan-fic chapter which I have promised to be extra long, and I'm still down here blogging. Maybe it's because that it's already the last day of the holidays and I must type something for people to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've become addicted to an awesome game called CabalSEA. Everyday I play till past 12am to like... 2am - 4am just to have all the fun I want. To make matters worse, I'm still not done with fun. You guys should try playing it, really. It's open to all genders so just go to www.cabalsea.com and download the game. Addiction is incurable... Weeeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is shorter than I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I remembered something. When I was changing the rubber bands on the top of the dusty er... Whatever-it-is-called, I saw dust mites hopping around. This brought me to a realisation that dust mites do not only exist on beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, my father is scolding me now... So long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This Thursday evening, lets meet before going to the Art Fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice: There is a 4E2 Wild Wild Wet gathering on Good Friday for PURE SCIENCES ONLY. Just to let those who don't know know... So much for class unity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Request: If anyone already has an English group tuition, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add on: Congratulations to the two special people who just joked, teased and insulted me. You have just earned yourself a very special post in which I'll take time to type out and piss you ******s off as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Here's a reason for some of you to celebrate: I'm not going to the WWW this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CabalSEA EDIT: xXSupanoobXx of server Mercury, add me if you wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2691830449893047343?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2691830449893047343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2691830449893047343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2691830449893047343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2691830449893047343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/03/tomorrow-is-gonna-be-reenactment-of.html' title='Tomorrow is gonna be the reenactment of living hell...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-3224152264316666211</id><published>2008-03-01T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:50:31.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a special guest...</title><content type='html'>CX: Tuition just ended, and boy, how irritated I felt after taking 90% of my life-force just to read a 理解 passage... So I've got someone here to bring my spirits up and answer some of my questions for the week. Bring your hands together for xMasterCriticx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xMasterCriticx: Hi. Glad to be here. Had a bad day as well. Just go straight to the questions so that we can be done with this and I can ******* go home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX: Fine, fine. Alright then, you know very well that there was a Prefects' Investiture on Monday right? What'dya think of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC: It already sucked a lot because I can't watch it in comfort and get a free point of that you-know-what. Still, the start was pretty OK. Then to my surprise, there were 2 performances instead of one as I was already at the rehearsal days before. The first was nice but the second SUCKED. SUCKED with 6 capital letters. Why, I'd rather listen to the retard hammering air with his fist, clutching the heart as if he had a heart attack with the other hand and lip-syncing the entire song while looking totally idiotic than that... Performance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX: Uh... OK. So er... Nothing happened on Thuesday, Wednesday or Thursday apart from a short class test for EMaths and Physics which proved to be not so challenging... So here we have, Friday and its Sports Meet. I still can't believe I have forgotten the way to Hougang Stadium on my bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC: Ya, ya, whatever. The Sports Meet was alright. But its damn disappointing that Venus did not win it. Heard they got trashed pretty badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX: Venus has good runners but the other Houses trashed Venus in terms of strength. What do you think of the Cheer Leading Competition mid-way through the Meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC: Pretty OK. I reckon this year they had a theme - Mascots and Drums. Venus' "mascot", a man-princess, was quite eh... A comedian. Neptune's princess-wearing-a-horn-helmet didn't do anything. Next House was what looked like Yoda holding a club, sitting on someone a swinging it around. The 4th was... Tigger the Tiger. Speak of originality. And the last house had a... Red-Indian chieftain. Damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX: Aaaaaalriiiiight... Well guys this is the end of the interview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Sports Meet ended I played Basketball with Yao Yang, Wei Ren, Nick, Yao Yang's 2 friends and a stranger. Then at around 1.30 we did our project in a clubhouse where we played Pool. Very tired at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of projects, I realised that I have yet to do my part... Nick took the first two... What did Wei Ren do... Hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-3224152264316666211?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/3224152264316666211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=3224152264316666211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3224152264316666211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3224152264316666211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/03/heres-special-guest.html' title='Here&apos;s a special guest...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-7208969245641059070</id><published>2008-02-26T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:33:34.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I no longer know what the hell I'm doing these days...</title><content type='html'>Bloody... Blur... And... Muddle-headed... Maybe I'll take some time off to write my fan-fiction...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-7208969245641059070?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/7208969245641059070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=7208969245641059070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7208969245641059070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7208969245641059070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-i-no-longer-know-what-hell-im.html' title='I think I no longer know what the hell I&apos;m doing these days...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2183038541450280828</id><published>2008-02-23T00:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T06:32:09.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've finally decided...</title><content type='html'>...on what to post after taking 1234567 hours, 1234567 minutes, 1234567 seconds and 1234567 milliseconds of my life reading blogs and another 1234567 hours, minutes, seconds and milliseconds playing Minesweepe-Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so these few days I really had no-Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...nothing to-Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh. Reh. R-*Lots of banging, crashing and exploding sounds could be heard*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah alright *Claps hands*. There were some minor "technical" difficulties just now eh so... These few days I had nothing to do so I idled my time away messing around with the computer and thinking if I can paste an advertisement of my fan-fiction (I'm not addicted to DotA!) on the class notice board behind (this idea has been rejected by yours truly for cla-litical  and psy-litical reasons). But instead I decided to animate one above the tagboard (bad quality cause I did text animation for the first time and I was also using Jasc Animation Shop) so yeah, just check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being too bored led to these two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) On Thursday, since Mr. Tan was too busy to have Physics lessons, school ended particularly early and for once I decided not to go home and touch the computer and crap. So I went to watch the Prefect Investiture with some people till past 5p.m. (Performance: High School Musical 2 - One for All/All for One... Heck). Their performance had this singer who undoubtedly *changed name to xMasterCriticx* never bothers to record herself singing *changes name back to CX*. So apart from lots of laughs and stuff, nothing else happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Friday: Oral with a big fat "O". The passage was simple enough and I was glad to know that my tone was good even though I was 50% illiterate but I totally screwed up in conversation. Then I went to the dentist in a single-decker bus (both sides of the trip) to experience excruciating pain (I finally get to use the word) on my teeth. Doesn't hurt that bad now. Spent the entire night messing around with the computer without the slightest intent to play any long games except for Minesweeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And talking about Minesweeper, I recommend that game to test your speed thinking, glancing and clicking. Best score in the world for Beginner: 1 second; Intermediate: 9 seconds; Expert: 38 seconds. I'm currently going crazy in Expert trying to get lower than my best score (122s). Now I say that I will be the best Minesweeper player in Hougang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcements: Still forming or looking for an actual study group; Awaiting the password for the class blog so that I can post when I want to...; Thinking whether I should get Friendster or Facebook just for fun. Tell me what I should get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that marks the end of my po-REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! REH! R-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CX slaps "The Irritator cum Interjector" around a bit with a large trout, stuffs it into his sorry arse and blasts him far away across the horizon. Then he fishes him back with the Monkey God Crane and kicks him hard in the balls and proceeds to ultra-pitch him by crushing them with a nutcracker. As the victim moans, the attacker assaults him with an arsenal of weapons that include bayonets and Spartan Lasers, who  prolongs his agony by dumping him into a box of C4s that sends him rocketing sky-high, bloody literally. When "The Irritator cum Interjector" finally comet-crashes on to the ground after bajillion seconds, CX impales him onto the wall and proceeds to remove his gender. Then he mutilates him and feeds his pieces to the starved carnivorous animals and saves his torn privates for gay sex with a random person but himself (himself referring to CX), and whoever tries to imitate the "REH-REH-REH!" in whatsoever way can be the person I am referring to.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brutal, sadistic, demented, insane and gory, yeah, but he deserved it. Really. If you're speechless, stay speechless. If you're laughing like mad, laugh like mad. Just don't condemn me (because whatever I say or do always gets myself damned to hell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2183038541450280828?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2183038541450280828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2183038541450280828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2183038541450280828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2183038541450280828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-finally-decided.html' title='I&apos;ve finally decided...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4406404069003356715</id><published>2008-02-17T01:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:19:59.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies... Steamboat... Barbecue... All in one day...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (Saturday) afternoon I went to watch CJ7 with Nick, Sheng Yao, Kwang Yong, Jermaine, Mian Xia, Zi Gui and Jin Ju. The ending... Wasn't really impressive... But the cross-dressing kid actress really acted well - I wouldn't be able to tell if that boy was actually a girl if I didn't read the papers weeks before the movie was released in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home to have my dinner with my relatives and left at 7:30pm for Yao Yang's house for the barbecue and I also brought 2 decks of cards... Too bad no Mahjong :(. Anyway, further details may be found in others' blogs if they did write about it since I have nothing to say about today's gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Looking or making a study group - Members with me: Yao Yang. Looking for English comprehension and Social Studies group tuition - If there is anyone who is interested, contact me and we'll try to find a tuition center. Trying to clarify what is the size of the paper that Ernest to recommended for us to write "STRAIGHT "A"s HERE I COME!" on - If anyone knows about it, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I also realised that recently I've been using pathetically simple English... Wtf?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4406404069003356715?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4406404069003356715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4406404069003356715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4406404069003356715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4406404069003356715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/movies-steamboat-barbecue-all-in-one.html' title='Movies... Steamboat... Barbecue... All in one day...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2190349710635872949</id><published>2008-02-15T18:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T06:19:42.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally... 39 hours of humourous toture is over...</title><content type='html'>Had this SuperTeen workshop (which is the best eva!) for 3 days in a row. Ima make an introduction first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernest Wong: He claims that he is chronologically 50 years of age and biologically 25 years of age. Superb acting skills. The first thing I noticed about him is that he has a funny-looking beard. Still studying too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken: 23 years old this year and a brilliant actor. Add two more words: ****ing funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: First time I saw him I thought that he was that Sec 5 prefect Alvin. Youngest of the lot I think. Loves John Cena. My most hated part of the workshop was under him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day: Lots of laughter and stuff. Nothing very significant going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Day: The most hated part of the Speed Reading section began here. ****ed up music and cheering. Couldn't concentrate and had to do in total 30 or so push-ups. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Darren got no ballzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/span&gt; Then came two hours of first-class acting by Ernest who broke a cheap glass cup while telling us who we really are. A number of people felt like crying and cried/cried inside/didn't cry and some heartless freaks who weren't convinced enough smirked secretly inside. It's best to believe than to not believe what he says. Ken kept his hilariousness as he thought us some words of Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Day: Still my hated part of the workshop but this time I was screaming in exasperation and tried to block out my ears with tissue paper but they pulled it out and thinking about it still pisses me off. ARGH **** DAMNIT! Anyway later night was the closing ceremony and amongst the laughters Ernest made a few people cry with his life story for the second time. I put in the feedback: Best course ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Valentine's Day. Still wondering who the hell gave us free cookies and a motivational card (mine was "You have a purpose in Life!") with the addressee's email written at the bottom. I reckon it's by the SuperTeen workshop people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Today... Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the CA1 results are out:&lt;br /&gt;English: 9 / 25 - Sucks, but heck gotta live with it. I think I need tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 23 / 50 - Yeah... Improved. Never say B-Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;EMaths: 33 / 50 - Really sucks. Didn't study. Can't live with it. #$%^&lt;br /&gt;AMAths: 37 / 40 - One word: Shiok. 5 additional words: But **** those careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: 23 / 40 - Really sucks man... I cannot tahan la... Lose to Marcus Poon... And I still top 3 in class...&lt;br /&gt;Physics: 28 / 40 - This is so nice... Highest I ever touched with Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: 9 / 25 - I knew I'd fail this...&lt;br /&gt;POA: 20 / 20 - WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT YEAH IN YOUR FACE *****ES! Ok I was joking. Don't assault me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But regarding the extremely crappy results, how can I break it in to my parents? Hm... Oh well... I'm ****ed. UPDATE: Yep, I definitely got ****ed. My father gave me a angry man's lecture which made me feel very uncomfortable. I'm getting English comprehension and Social Studies tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: TOMORROW IS THE 4E2 BARBECUE. MAKE YAO YANG HAPPY FOR TURNING UP! I WILL BE LATE BUT I WILL DEFINITELY TURN UP EVEN IN MY HECTIC SCHEDULE LESS I GET ****ED BY YAO YANG ON MONDAY. SO PLEASE COME! THANK YOU FOR READING THIS POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Oh yeah, and it really sucks how others being lame doesn't make them get hated so much and how me being lame makes me get condemned, discriminated, threatened, assaulted verbally, etc so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2190349710635872949?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2190349710635872949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2190349710635872949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2190349710635872949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2190349710635872949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-39-hours-of-humourous-toture-is.html' title='Finally... 39 hours of humourous toture is over...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-3514102693743007391</id><published>2008-02-10T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T06:15:33.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a chaotic day (really!)...</title><content type='html'>Kwang Yong, Yao Yang, Kun Ying, Sheng Yao, Wei Ren, Nicholas, Xiao Li, Jermaine, Alicia, Xin Yi, Venus, Mian Xia, Zi Gui and Hui Yi came to my house today, 14 in total (it is NOT MY FAULT that no Combined boys want to come). The whole afternoon was bloody chaotic and to make it worse, I had only 1 hour of Mahjong before I let the others play. Living room had blackjack, money involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early hours of the evening Jermaine tried to teach Alicia to play on the piano a certain piece... Can't go on... Wrong chords... Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the reason why our class is teh sexist class: I followed the "leavers" to Hougang Mall. Me and the boys decided to cross the overhead bridge and walk to Hougang Mall. Initially, the girls wanted to take the bus to Hougang Mall (I think) but then while we were walking we saw the girls walking at the other side of the road and they didn't cross the second overhead bridge and I suppose they went to use the traffic light. By that time we were already inside a coffee shop and we didn't see them ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a barbecue this coming Saturday hosted by Yao Yang, at his house (I think), in the evening, 5p.m.... And I'll be late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Don't think too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-3514102693743007391?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/3514102693743007391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=3514102693743007391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3514102693743007391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3514102693743007391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-chaotic-day-really.html' title='It&apos;s a chaotic day (really!)...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8295311407156226735</id><published>2008-02-09T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:47:35.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is teh chaotic (maybe not)...</title><content type='html'>People who are going for tomorrow's 4E2 CNY gathering(again)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Li, Alicia, Kwang Yong, Kun Ying, Nicholas, Zi Gui, Jermaine, Mian Xia(?), Anna, Yao Yang(?), Huiyi, Dennis(?), Sheng Yao, Wei Ren... EDIT: Oh and did I say that I will not invite house-breakers like the idiot who destroyed my curtains even though he doesn't want to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... STILL Pathetic... COME ON MAN JUST SAY YOU WANT TO COME AND YOU'RE IN! &lt;span style="font-size:160%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ANYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FROM 4E2 CAN COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: CX's house. Call CX for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to reach: Earliest 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities: Mahjong, X-Box, Cards, Computer, Talking (or complaining), Eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Required: Be from 4E2'08, eat before you reach, or later reach liao go out eat. I not offering free lunch as food is limited these days (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Getting better, but not good enough. MOAR DAMMIT! I WANT MORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8295311407156226735?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8295311407156226735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8295311407156226735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8295311407156226735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8295311407156226735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/tomorrow-is-teh-chaotic-maybe-not.html' title='Tomorrow is teh chaotic (maybe not)...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8939235885983730550</id><published>2008-02-07T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:23:14.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐！...</title><content type='html'>Time: 3.30AM 7 February 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sent off Yao Yang, Zi Gui, Kun Ying and Darren (ok maybe not him) in the wee hours of the morning. Damnit I'm brain-dead... So basically we had a great first-few-hours of Chinese New Year playing Mahjong. But say... Let's rewind back to the start of this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up as usual, had my breakfast, washed up, and went to school. First 2 periods of PE consisted of running 3-4 rounds around a er... Court(?) near Ming En's house. Then we had a short break and Mr. Fernandez told us to run up and down the stairs 5-7 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next period was EMaths and no one actually did anything but 2 worksheets on Matrices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing to eat for recess but a small packet of... "dried" garlic bread. Heck, I got sick of it soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert: I'm not gonna comment about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went straight home and helped with the decorations in my house. Cleaned some jade stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my reunion dinner, the only thing that seriously bothered me is that my auntie won't stop rattling about straight As, lower than 10 for L1R5, and getting the easy way out of study torture by taking some crap international exam, not to mention that she also kept implying that JCs are STILL better than Polys... Apart from that, more free stuff... And the night's getting more and more successful as it goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and waited for, in order, Kun Ying, Weng Hong, Darren, Yao Yang, Zi Gui. Had fun till this time... Hella tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be a CNY gathering in my house this coming Sunday. Just need to confirm with Xiao Li first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 3:55AM 7 February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Combined students are also invited, BTW. So please do me a favour and tell the other Combined students of 4E2 about this and somehow contact me and notify me who will be going. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8939235885983730550?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8939235885983730550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8939235885983730550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8939235885983730550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8939235885983730550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_07.html' title='新年快乐！...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-249163353500743724</id><published>2008-02-02T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:52:52.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cut my hair... Again...</title><content type='html'>Just for reminder, there's a Mahjong game in my house at the night of CNY eve. These are the people who are coming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kun Ying (?), Zi Gui, Darren, Weng Hong, Jermaine (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those not coming: Alvin, Wei Ren, Justin, Mian Xia, Shaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever wants to come just give me a call or something and you're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Damn this is getting bad. Anyways there might be something on this Sunday. Update later or tomorrow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-249163353500743724?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/249163353500743724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=249163353500743724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/249163353500743724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/249163353500743724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='I cut my hair... Again...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4403583087179660679</id><published>2008-02-01T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:37:40.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright... Let's do a quick summarisation...</title><content type='html'>Exam week was more or less hell for three subjects. But heck... I'm gonna go through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: Pretty OK, but I think I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: Higher Chinese standard paper get 23/50... Incredible... And my mother didn't sound as fierce as before because I improved by a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMaths: I didn't study, so I found it a little difficult. 78/100. Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMaths: Easy. But I'm going to lose at least 2 marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Not so easy, yet not exactly difficult as well... I don't like one of the questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: *Grabs a "Difficult" and a "No Time" stamp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principle of Accounting: 2 words: ******* easy. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths quiz was hell. All IQ questions. But seeing that I can answer at least 2 questions this time, I dare say that my IQ has improved... I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was going home today it rained the heaviest for 1 - 2 hours in 3 years. The drains overflowed with dirty water, and I still can't believe that the bus driver dared to have this "LONG ZONG CHIONG AH!!!!!!" mentality. Glad I didn't get into an accident. Many people would have rejoiced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home I was soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And regarding a certain topic, I'm innocent *******.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4403583087179660679?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4403583087179660679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4403583087179660679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4403583087179660679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4403583087179660679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/02/alright-lets-do-quick-summarisation.html' title='Alright... Let&apos;s do a quick summarisation...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6472222827863587818</id><published>2008-01-28T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:58:48.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To fail or not to fail, that is the question...</title><content type='html'>So right now I'm sitting right here typing lame stuff while STILL thinking of a nice plot to accompany my English Composition. Apparently I totally went out of point so I deleted it (I didn't like the story anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to have lunch with my relatives yesterday. After that I experienced a traumatizing afternoon shopping with all my cousins. When all of us were done it was already 6+ and we went to take a break at a cafe. I bought a few T-shirts too. After seeing 2 of my cousins off the rest of us went for further shopping and had our dinner at a restaurant. NOTE: I said "a cafe" and "a restaurant" because I'm currently suffering from SSTML (severe short-term memory loss).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago... I spent the entire afternoon typing out my composition which was out of point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, even though there wasn't any Chemistry, I stayed back to ask Mrs. Teo a few questions. But since she had lessons with 4A1/2/3, I decided to wait for her anyway, since I had nothing else to do at home (other than writing this post and my composition and reading some things about Social Studies, and the fact that I probably won't touch my POA homework since I'll be at the computer for the rest of the day). And EARLIER today, my "chauffeur's" entire family overslept... I was branded with the word "stupid" by my pa cause I didn't call him when my neighbour's entire family were asleep and I only woke them up when it was like 7.15 because I trusted them and the fact that they would just come out when they are ready. Me and my neighbour was nearly late for school (thankfully the driver was my father) thanks to his cousin too. Heck... She'll be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really bad day. But PLEASE don't even think of singing "You Had a Bad Day" by Daniel Powter to me. I'm irritated enough. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6472222827863587818?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6472222827863587818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6472222827863587818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6472222827863587818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6472222827863587818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-fail-or-not-to-fail-that-is-question.html' title='To fail or not to fail, that is the question...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5571639991337127100</id><published>2008-01-27T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:32:10.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put in a new skin...</title><content type='html'>Hope you like it. Apart from slight text-colour disagreements with the background, I think everything else is just fine :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5571639991337127100?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5571639991337127100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5571639991337127100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5571639991337127100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5571639991337127100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/01/put-in-new-skin.html' title='Put in a new skin...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5650336917721913662</id><published>2008-01-25T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T09:03:06.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I strained a muscle...</title><content type='html'>Playing pool with Weng Hong now. Haiz... Really nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=68243&amp;st=20&amp;gopid=927907&amp;#entry927907"&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/a&gt; up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post today. Nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I remembered that Mr. Tan gave a "entertaining" but enlightening lecture about study groups. I want to make/join one. Just eh... Give me a call if you need a member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT2: I finally won in a game of DotA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5650336917721913662?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5650336917721913662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5650336917721913662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5650336917721913662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5650336917721913662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-i-strained-muscle.html' title='I think I strained a muscle...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2425303369759301232</id><published>2008-01-21T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:57:44.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've decided to post...</title><content type='html'>Bad time to post... But since I had to do something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first thing's first, for music lovers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdxkVQy7QLM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdxkVQy7QLM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I couldn't change to a new blogskin. There's something wrong that I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's a Mahjong gathering at the night of Chinese New Year Eve. If you want to "register" find me or Wei Ren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also discovered that I'm currently "off-form" in everything. I don't understand a friggin thing in POA, I can't win in DotA, and I haven't been keeping up to my self-made promises I've made since the end of last year. I'm addicted to Devil May Cry now... Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'll end this post with my profile on &lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/maTJwue"&gt;IMEEM&lt;/a&gt;. I'm currently looking for some of the songs there. If you have them, send 'em to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2425303369759301232?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2425303369759301232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2425303369759301232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2425303369759301232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2425303369759301232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-decided-to-post.html' title='I&apos;ve decided to post...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2689635142879494464</id><published>2008-01-18T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T08:54:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The downside of being relaxed: Too bored...</title><content type='html'>Ok here's the main events that happened during the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Mr. Khoo talking crap that ended pretty "fast". Well, at least he finished twice earlier than Mr. Chia. Then after that Mr. Roslan told all the boys to leave and had a 5 min talk with the girls about... Wait how did the other boys know about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: I was discussing with my tuition teacher about my composition and what I can write about. This is what she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: You were walking home when you realised that someone was following you, wherever you went. Then you panicked and ran and he also followed. When he finally managed to catch up with you you found out that he was trying to return a 10 dollar note you dropped earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then why didn't he call out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: He's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF MAN! Anyway that was all spoken in Chinese. But I don't know how to type all of it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: I stayed back just to witness WH's "VIP" leaving call. And once again, I lost in a game of DotA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: What happened? EDIT: Oh yes... A group of people including me were colouring the flames drawn on the paper. At the end of the day, the middle part of the flame remained uncourloured because someone apparently got too pissed with the lack of orange coming out from the marker and applied excessive force on the tip. Sadly the tip couldn't withstand the pressure and became "cloth" and no one could use it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: I realised that my go and return bus to the dentist was the same bus. It could not have been a coincidence that two buses had the same, unavailable Ezlink machine on the exact same spot... Then when I reached the Punggol Primary bus-stop a 113 bus ****ing ditched me. That ******* of a driver just drove past while looking at me and me looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: And not to mention that I got 27 for my AMaths diagnostic test. Not a very nice score, but at least a B3. AMaths CA1 will be totally on Trigonometry. So practice on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2689635142879494464?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2689635142879494464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2689635142879494464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2689635142879494464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2689635142879494464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/01/downside-of-being-relaxed-too-bored.html' title='The downside of being relaxed: Too bored...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1797107313146118781</id><published>2008-01-12T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:35:11.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bad day for everything...</title><content type='html'>Just as the title says... Even though "bad week" would be a better description. I got crap results for my EMaths Diagnostic Test, my memory was whirled around as I did the AMaths Diagnostic Test, I'm less alert than usual, I dropped the lens during Physics practical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lost in DotA again. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to salvage all situations as usual... I won't go into detail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this rate I'm going I won't do very well for my studies. And here I am still day-dreaming about NYP and such... Someone wake me up please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1797107313146118781?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1797107313146118781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1797107313146118781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1797107313146118781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1797107313146118781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-bad-day-for-everything.html' title='It&apos;s a bad day for everything...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6127905013942727587</id><published>2008-01-03T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:07:03.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a new year... Wait I'm late...</title><content type='html'>Nothing much happening apart from a LITTLE homework set from the English teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was reading the Constellation a day ago. Their stories were so *censored* &lt;s&gt;crap&lt;/s&gt; great. Most of their works, they are so *censored* &lt;s&gt;common&lt;/s&gt; unusual and I thought that I have written nothing &lt;s&gt;better&lt;/s&gt; worse. Still, I notice my content. Apart from the fact that it is way too little, the plot was impossibly lousy. Everything seemed impossible on first glance. Need to attract the teachers a little more next time... Plane crash illness car accident betrayal and 跳楼自杀... That's all I need to write... Rinse and repeat. Only liked the Samuel Lim's work since he kinda carries my type of plot but writes in a different manner (EDIT2: not excluding the fact that he actually had one paragraph explaining how impossible the situation was, which leaves me totally pissed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I'll leave the offended to chuck this chunk of words at me some day or so since I MAY have sent their blood boiling over my so-called insensitive comment. Ok when I was writing this I was doing it without thinking but I have been doing that all the time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And regarding the Chinese side of the Constellation, I couldn't rate it since I can't read it nor write Chinese that well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see how to make this post longer... Oh yeah... Today Mr. Azizi came and gave my class (or us) a hilarious lecture about studying and gay sex with the Retard. APART FROM THE FACT that his example is as if we came from the University, I'm gonna follow his advice and start a few months early once I know when is the ******* O-levels. I need'da plan... Need'da plan... Need'da plan... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: And looking at all those vulgarities... WHY THE HELL IS "FAG" ALLOWED IN SCHOOL COMPOSITIONS (which got into the Constellation)? I DIDN'T EVEN DARE TO USE THE WORD "DAMN" DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;EDIT3: Upon checking the dictionary, I realised that "fag" refers to a male homosexual... But that word's a slang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL EDIT: I talk like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6127905013942727587?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6127905013942727587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6127905013942727587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6127905013942727587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6127905013942727587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-new-year-wait-im-late.html' title='It&apos;s a new year... Wait I&apos;m late...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5116666781521965262</id><published>2007-12-26T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T22:47:34.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Too lazy to post nowadays... Homework still not finished... Bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next chapter of my story can be found &lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=68243&amp;st=0#entry878660"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: I realised that I can't friggin' play a single game without getting owned badly in the face anymore. I wonder if it's the weather, the homework, the fact that next year is O-Levels or whether if it's just me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5116666781521965262?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5116666781521965262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5116666781521965262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5116666781521965262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5116666781521965262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-belated-christmas_6854.html' title='Happy Belated Christmas...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5269187139315788381</id><published>2007-12-15T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:09:29.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is simply incredible...</title><content type='html'>Go to this link and look at the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.iahgames.com/ge/showthread.php?t=25314"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me what you see, clockwise or anti-clockwise... It's fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5269187139315788381?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5269187139315788381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5269187139315788381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5269187139315788381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5269187139315788381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-simply-incredible.html' title='This is simply incredible...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-9015150351422754720</id><published>2007-12-13T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:07:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good food is meant to be enjoyed...</title><content type='html'>Went to buy my school books today. I heard from the uncle that a group of 10 students came to buy the exact same set as me the day before. Wonder who they were... School uniform to be sold from the 17 - 19 Nov '07...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to have my lunch at Macs. As usual, I took my time. But hey, &lt;insert title here&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how the brain remembers things you don't want to remember. I realised I haven't touched my homework ever since a few weeks ago, apart from shifting the whole stack back upstairs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-9015150351422754720?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/9015150351422754720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=9015150351422754720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/9015150351422754720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/9015150351422754720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-food-is-meant-to-be-enjoyed.html' title='Good food is meant to be enjoyed...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6128271063982759020</id><published>2007-12-01T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:07:12.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Wedding...</title><content type='html'>Went to Miss/Mrs/Mdm Tan's wedding today. It was equally hilarious, solemn, long, nice, and cold. And it was my first time going to a Christian wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after walking what seems a long distance by Nick, from the church to Kovan Superbowl, I had a nice time trying to find out my flaws in bowling and I'm still not done... Man I need to set my style as soon as possible...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6128271063982759020?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6128271063982759020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6128271063982759020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6128271063982759020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6128271063982759020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/12/christian-wedding.html' title='Christian Wedding...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5679680435825639487</id><published>2007-12-01T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T02:01:09.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a game called Mahjong..</title><content type='html'>And I lost today's game with astounding negatives and only one 自摸 worth only one "tai".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5679680435825639487?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5679680435825639487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5679680435825639487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5679680435825639487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5679680435825639487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/theres-game-called-mahjong.html' title='There&apos;s a game called Mahjong..'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-3148661791942786968</id><published>2007-11-30T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:27:02.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence is truly teh golden...</title><content type='html'>I'll cast away a percentage of that vast amount of pride I have and retract all but the DotA statement in the previous post since I feel much better and since I feel like doing this for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was considered great by some, average by some (including me), crap by some. What was the Japanese song they sang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to add something that no one, even I can understand. But I'm too tired. So thank you for reading this meaningless post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: In a crucial time, you must make enemies your allies, only then you can succeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-3148661791942786968?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/3148661791942786968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=3148661791942786968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3148661791942786968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3148661791942786968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/silence-is-truly-teh-golden.html' title='Silence is truly teh golden...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1255650797542201727</id><published>2007-11-29T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:49:38.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm telling you bastards who hate me to read this and fuck off...</title><content type='html'>I seem to have made many enemies this holidays, so I would like to make this clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am a sarcastically-friendly person, rudely-friendly person. So any insults that I say don't mean anything. People who know me should know that. If that is a form of irritation just ignore it a fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm bored of DotA, and won't be playing any for a long while maybe till after O-levels even if you threaten me at gunpoint. If you do that, just kill me and fuck off. EDIT: I play DotA when I want to, don't when I don't want to. Don't treat that as avoidance or whatever. K? Bye and fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3a. There was this story I read about a girl who had to check the freshness of the oysters(?). That was done by holding one shell on the left hand and the other on the right. A hollow sound will be made when there is a bad oyster. One day this girl apparently found all the oysters to be bad, but it was found out that the shell that she have been using to check all the time turned out to be unfresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grew up, and whoever she saw never pleased her eye. She looked down on them as crooks, and always tried to correct their ways. Eventually everyone tried to say away from here and she was forced to do some soul-searching. She recalled about that time and begun to ponder whether it was she who was the rotten oyster, not the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it was, she changed and begun to judge others by their good points instead of their bad. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3b. You guys may be the rotten ones to me, and me the rotten one to you. But there's one thing I do and that's to judge people by their good or bad points by the way they treat me. But I've stopped doing that. I tend judge people equally now. So if you bastards are looking at me as if I'm sarcastically-rude, then change that perspective and fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've been positively disliked during most of my primary school life because of what I was, if you expect me to take that lying down and tolerate those cold, glaring eyes that sends chills down my spine whenever they are fixated on me, think again. When you look at me are you looking at the figment of my 12-year old self, or the person now? If you're looking at the CX of the present, congratulations you must be looking at the black side of my heart. If you are looking at my 12-year old self, fuck off because I'm no longer like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 words that summarise this post is in the closing name. So if any of you who dislike me, hate me, choose to spit on my grave when I die, and do anything that will make my life practically miserable, read that statement and fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1255650797542201727?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1255650797542201727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1255650797542201727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1255650797542201727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1255650797542201727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-telling-you-bastards-who-hate-me-to.html' title='I&apos;m telling you bastards who hate me to read this and fuck off...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8716028580284593115</id><published>2007-11-26T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:58:43.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I stole a MG update title. And for that, we ride...</title><content type='html'>Ok first of all the day was bloody boring as my self-said study group could not come today as there was a shortage of people. I ended up not doing any homework or studying, and only idled my time here making my blood circulation worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch I finally managed to attempt cooking on a frying pan. However all the margarine that got melted flowed to the side because the center of the frying pan happened to be the tip of the "hemisphere". Had a lot of difficulty cooking the sausages, crab meat and ham but I think overall, it was a success. At least they didn't taste that bad or that... Eh... Too uncooked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather was fine for the morning until I witnessed a gale happening outside my house. A 10 min heavy rain happened after that. As I didn't know I sat at the computer table without any ventilation for the rest of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make my post longer I'll add in the first chapter of my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Seeker of Blood - Chapter 1: Brooding on the Past&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young tauren strode on. The area was so nostalgic that his heart felt heavy. Around the barren ground, there was rubble and broken rocks all over. However a totem towered above everything else. Words that were engraved on it were barely readable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The city of Durotar&lt;br /&gt;It has prospered&lt;br /&gt;Peace prevailed for several decades&lt;br /&gt;But it all ended&lt;br /&gt;Because of a curse&lt;br /&gt;To all the citizens of Durotar&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace&lt;br /&gt;Remember what you did to me&lt;br /&gt;It has been a lesson you will never forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raigor’s clenched his fists tightly. He was tempted, really tempted, to destroy the towering wood which words were engraved with naught but blood. The thought of revenge was the only thing that protected the battered totem. He grabbed the totem and pulled it out with all his might. “I will slay the culprit with my own hands, and with the piece of wood he used to put the blame on. I will make him regret, and regret, and REGRET!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands raised, he slammed the great totem into the ground. The earth split, shockwaves followed the line of destruction, and the ground spit out corpses and buried rubble. Growling, the Earthshaker left the barren plains that had once been his home 20 years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in Ashenvale, a group of people were gathered in a huge tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furion asked, “So, where is he?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Durotar. He took the totem. The thought of revenge has taken over his sanity,” Rexxar gruffly replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can’t blame him. His hometown was destroyed without his presence. To him, he would’ve rather died in the hands of the killer than stayed out unharmed,” Rylai said sympathetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever. I’m going out,” The half-orc grumbled, and exited the tent quickly, causing unrest around the council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furion started, but was interrupted by someone at the back, “Knowing him, he won’t be very obliged to travel all the way to Durotar. Anyway, you people won’t have to worry about that young orc. He would do just fine return by himself. He won’t have any problems if he encounters enemies.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furion then nodded, “Alright then, if you say so,” he took a deep sigh and continued, “Just yesterday yet another of our soldiers…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And not to mention that he also beat me in chess, flat, for ten games straight…” Chen mumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Author’s notes: First chapter. I got writer’s block, and my skill at story writing is basically crap. Can’t type anything funny enough to give people a laugh, can’t even get the first chapter started properly, and had to redo this once. I found this chapter to be equally lame in vocabulary and plot. Now see why I SERIOUSLY need constructive criticisms to improve? :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8716028580284593115?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8716028580284593115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8716028580284593115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8716028580284593115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8716028580284593115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-stole-mg-update-title-and-for-that-we.html' title='I stole a MG update title. And for that, we ride...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5187390393730498929</id><published>2007-11-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T10:09:18.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It rained... Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Blogger's note: Whatever I wrote down here will have absolutely nothing, NOTHING, &lt;font size="6"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/font&gt; to do with anyone as long as they think that it isn't real. I'm just a blogger. So no offense whatsoever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a very, VERY thorough shower and came out with aching legs from walking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: Did homework with NJ... Sorry NRT and KWH at RT's house. MPJJ came over then all was forgotten over a game of cards. Went down to have "brunch" at MacDonalds. Waited for our organiser. Took the taxi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Me, LKY, DT and WH alighted at Downtown East with a surprisingly smaller-than-I-thought fare of $8.80. The taxi was bigger than the regular ones too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WH and DT disappeared for about 30 min before LKY called and found out that they were lunching at MacDonalds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. SYY and a few people came to fetch from Downtown East to Pasir Ris Park. And there I was wondering whether the BBQ was in Coasta Sand Resort or NEAR Coasta Sand Resort (to put it simply, Pasir Ris Park).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to the future Emo-Spot-Of-The-Day to play a game of poker. Then I returned to the BBQ pit, where they would start putting the charcoals only at 3:30 pm. THEN I got a request from the organiser to fetch someone and friends from Downtown East. I uh... Took the wrong turn and had to walk past Pasir Ris Park the second tie before actually getting to Downtown East (I don't go there often, and I have never seen how er... "C-H-A-L-E-H?"s looked like). When I finally reached the meeting point, I found out that they had already arrived at the BBQ pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I... Lumbered back to the BBQ pit when I saw MX, AS, OZG and LJJ going to the bike/skate rental shop. I decided to borrow a bike with them (mountain bike, 2 hours, $8) and was given a receipt that didn't seem important............... And it rained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. No thunder, no lightning. Everything was fine except for that small little setback. Some of us took turns riding the bike under the rain since it wasn't that heavy yet enough to prevent us from starting up our BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Rained stopped... Whatever... I took a joyride past Pasir Ris Park when I was called back so that someone could buy something. Well that was OK, I just forgot to give my order as well. At around 5:00pm I went to Cheers with Saiful (his name has no goddamn initials) and someone else to buy ice and some drinks. I requested for 2 plastic bags so that the heavy bottles won't break it but guess what? My bike was carrying only one of the plastic bags' handle. And on the way, I took a wrong turn. But I went ,"Never mind I can just ride a big round." But I came across some uneven ground and the strap broke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I proceeded to return my bike after a hectic task of walking back with 2 heavy bottles. And so I finally realised the value of that receipt in which I threw away during the short rain. I had to wait, and wait, and wait, and I no longer want to continue this point, but I have decided to state that MX fell off the bike when it went a little off course, with her riding very slow (in which she actually stopped when her bike went off the pavement, in which I STLL wonder how the hell she actually fell. I don't believe that a mountain bike can out-moment a Judo girl. Better stop now before I get personally assaulted one of these days :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening - Night: BBQ finally started. The Guide turned out to be more useful than the Scout (I quit a long time ago. Don't count me as one). Then Mr. Ng arrived at around... 7? 8? Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food quota: 1 sausage/hotdog, 1 crab meat, 8 butter prawns BBQed by someone who said that she couldn't even cook luncheon meat, 5 satays, A LOT OF WATER... That's all... Wow... That's little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 3 people forgotten their items. I forgotten the first 2, but the last one... I have it... *Evil grin* It is... *Drum rolls* SYY's Cech Republic Mini Plastic Jersey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Crow calls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3 lines down everyone's faces*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Flame me, I'm just gonna delete everything you type as flame.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whatever... I don't give a damn... End of post.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5187390393730498929?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5187390393730498929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5187390393730498929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5187390393730498929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5187390393730498929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-rained-again.html' title='It rained... Again'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8827092271523556949</id><published>2007-11-13T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:45:02.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A random sentence of soul-searching</title><content type='html'>Mankind is self-centered in nature. How self-centered he is, depends on one self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8827092271523556949?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8827092271523556949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8827092271523556949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8827092271523556949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8827092271523556949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-sentence-of-soul-searching.html' title='A random sentence of soul-searching'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4683692882431996590</id><published>2007-11-11T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T08:59:57.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got nothing to write...</title><content type='html'>Apart from the previous post, in which I'm gonna skip and forget, I only got one thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made enemies with a group of people. Nah not just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a BBQ in Pasir Ris this coming Thursday. Those who are going are to meet at Hougang Point at 11:00 AM. I don't know who are going so whoever is going please tell me who is going by tagging the names in the CBox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinking on what to wear, whether it would rain or shine on that day. It sucks if it rains. Gotta take the gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this "Writer's Block", it's worsening a bit. I can't think on how to remake the first chapter of my story, and I am feeling lazy right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't really have nothing to write don't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4683692882431996590?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4683692882431996590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4683692882431996590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4683692882431996590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4683692882431996590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-got-nothing-to-write.html' title='I got nothing to write...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4966357339521506940</id><published>2007-11-04T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T15:57:55.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh damn... I'm getting irritated...</title><content type='html'>I'm so irritated that I have "Blogger's Block"... Can't write anything. Figure out my plight with the title itself till I feel like continuing this post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4966357339521506940?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4966357339521506940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4966357339521506940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4966357339521506940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4966357339521506940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-damn-im-getting-irritated.html' title='Oh damn... I&apos;m getting irritated...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-9181154908351086134</id><published>2007-11-02T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:33:12.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's storytelling time again...</title><content type='html'>I ditched the old story. Time to tell a more serious story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Defence of the Ancients: The Seeker of Blood&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prologue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I smell it… That irresistible smell…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An injured footman stumbled through the forest…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can run, but you cannot hide…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creature from afar picks up speed, disappearing into the forest in seconds…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For what I lust for, I kill…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In seconds, the footman was dead before he even knew it. Blood-red claws through his wound, with the wielder wearing eyes of the same, frightening colour…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And for what I seek, you die…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another claw descended on the footman as the bloodthirsty creature proceeded to tear him apart. Crimson blood gushed out through the corpse as pieces of intestines flew out freely. The creature stared at his new victim with menacing eyes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And finally I bath in my reward, for I am the Bloodseeker!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the forest a red light sparkles, where the demented creature stands triumphant under the moonlight, body tinted with red…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Author’s notes: Yes, this is my first DotA story. If my aim is to get into the Constellation for the next year if I can’t get in this year, I got to do more of this, even though these bastards go for realistic stories more than fantasy. The vocabulary sucks though. Help me to improve. Enjoy the story!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-9181154908351086134?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/9181154908351086134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=9181154908351086134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/9181154908351086134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/9181154908351086134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-storytelling-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s storytelling time again...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-914452615435953352</id><published>2007-11-01T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T19:30:33.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules &amp; Regulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ok first of all I would like to say that I'm not gonna insult anyone just because I feel like it or because that person pisses me off. But if he goes to the extreme and tells even one person all my secrets known to him, I'll go all out too. And no one has ever seen the merciless side of me because I haven't been totally merciless and murderous before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rode my bike in a heavy drizzle all the way to Hougang Stadium. Checked my HP for mail. Sure enough, MX told me that all the badminton courts were booked and the venue and activity was changed to Kovan Superbowl. Well ok I didn't mind. When I cycled out of the Hougang Complex I met MPJJ and JGCH waiting for a taxi (which was revealed that they were crossing the road to take the bus). Reached Kovan in about... 10 minutes. So I had to wait, wait and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First game bowling with Ama (who played way too casually), MX (who kinda sucked), JJ (maybe didn't know how to play), JT (too XL), MPJJ (good enough) and KWH (around my standard) was a success... Perhaps... At least I got more than 70 points in total, maybe more than 80. But second game was a total waste of money and I passed my shoes to SK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch and while they took the MRT I ssssssslowly paddled back home. I stopped by to buy a pancake and saw them stepping out of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, other than the fact my bad luck came back to me and I couldn't win many matches in Mahjong or because the people I was playing against were not very bad at it, and also the fact that I killed JT in Halo 2 while he was marvelling his stupid scopeless sniper rifle while pointing it in the air just because I didn't look at his screen and he didn't believe me, the day was more or less OK until I heard laughters around my computer table and guess what? SK was rapidly destroying my name on the MSN, while spreading new rumours about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I got pissed and here comes the Rules &amp; Regulations. If you think I am mad, I'm typing this cause I'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Rules:&lt;br /&gt;None in particular. If I add any rules I'd be insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penalty: None, since there aren't any rules, but please do not spam, I wanna keep my post count low. But then I'll just ban anyone whom I'm pissed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. When using my computer, no using my MSN account to chat utter crap and rubbish with others. I'm generally polite to people I'm not familiar with. By being rude and attempting to spread rumours about me using my account, it is equivalent to ruining my name and making me lose respect from others.&lt;br /&gt;2. No pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penalty: Most likely you'll piss me off very hard, so I'll just take whatever hard and painful thing I can and chase you out of my house. Yes I'm that damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am intolerant of extremely haughty people in my house. I loath name-destroying b******* in my house. And here I am done with my long wall of words. Thank you for reading my post. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-914452615435953352?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/914452615435953352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=914452615435953352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/914452615435953352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/914452615435953352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/rules-regulations.html' title='Rules &amp; Regulations'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-5373407297642155122</id><published>2007-10-28T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T18:39:58.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a duo-climatic country...</title><content type='html'>The morning sunlight shone in through the windows. A being stirred on the bed. The hands of the clock read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Slaps self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Got a little bit too carried away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today morning was definitely dry and "hot". I was DotAing with some people when I told JT that I was going to a friend's house. Well unexpectedly he wanted to tag along, I didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my neighbour arrived at the Kovan MRT after going on numourous detours and some yelling. We apparently waited for the retard for 10 minutes. Then I went to collect my new spectacles, and we had lunch at MacDonalds, and once again I was the slowest to finish eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to leave for the final destination. But since JT had no bicycle and refused to take the bus (which was a relief because I clearly forgotten that it was 113 that goes to the destination, not 112). So he walked. I had to lag beside him... Oh well that didn't matter. After a while both me and my neighbour PSed him and went off our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily JT's level of common sense rose by a notch. He managed to find us easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered my friend's house (finally). I installed Warcraft 3 and tried to download the Zion addon, but his house had a bloody virus that retarted automatically whenever there was an attempt to download something. At least we were lucky enough. Zion was downloaded before the computer restarted. But then the next few installations required a waiting time of more than 5 seconds, in which by that time the computer would have restarted already. And so I told him to reformat his computer again and would return to his place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as my luck goes, it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks, yeah? At least I had something to do. We waited for about 2 hours before leaving. Me and my neighbour PSed JT again as the rain grew heavier. We raced back, only to stop halfway as my neighbour's HP fell off his pocket. So I waited, waited and waited. He went so damn far but the HP was in fact so damn close, in the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, took a shower, and is now resting by the computer table typing this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random words: Boo-yah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-5373407297642155122?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/5373407297642155122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=5373407297642155122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5373407297642155122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/5373407297642155122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-duo-climatic-country.html' title='This is a duo-climatic country...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1085040277334359261</id><published>2007-10-26T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:32:11.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a hectic day...</title><content type='html'>Morning: Woke up, had a game of DotA or 2, then went and cooked my own lunch consisting of rice, luncheon meat and eggs (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Many people came to my house. I had to buy coke for them, and overall I did little. I even forgotten to open the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening (now): Cleaned up the mahjong area. Now writing this post. Bleddy hell tired and extremely bored with no mood to play at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random expression: o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1085040277334359261?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1085040277334359261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1085040277334359261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1085040277334359261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1085040277334359261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-hectic-day.html' title='It&apos;s a hectic day...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-7431716638865164746</id><published>2007-10-24T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T11:06:35.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret, Regret, Regret divided by 3.</title><content type='html'>I regret doing what I did just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home right now, 1 hour and 35 mins early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked right out of school today. Didn't feel good. I broke the school rules big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking Li Ming said that Kenneth(?) was still in E3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing to do. E2 is empty, the E1 people disappeared, and I didn't bother to check E3 cause a friend said that he couldn't find Kenneth anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... F***ing hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the first and last time I will leave school during curriculum hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-7431716638865164746?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/7431716638865164746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=7431716638865164746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7431716638865164746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7431716638865164746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/regret-regret-regret-divided-by-3.html' title='Regret, Regret, Regret divided by 3.'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-7441284431539113467</id><published>2007-10-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:01:05.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This time, I'm pissed, and no more censors.</title><content type='html'>Stop spamming my C-Box will ya? I'm sick and tired of you bastards impersonating whoever you think you can impersonate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's irritating. Seriously, stop it. Any time you piss me off even more with your bloody impersonations I'm gonna ban you people, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've cleared the C-Box again. Impersonate anyone any longer and I'll throw in an R&amp;R cause I'm pissed and I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Fucking bastards...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-7441284431539113467?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/7441284431539113467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=7441284431539113467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7441284431539113467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7441284431539113467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-time-im-pissed-and-no-more-censors.html' title='This time, I&apos;m pissed, and no more censors.'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-874297151919482590</id><published>2007-10-21T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T18:34:43.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy today</title><content type='html'>Ok I lied. I didn't post an entry yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are coming to my house today, including JT, LKY, WR, and some other people. Man I'm gonna be "entertaining" them. Need that Mahjong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ordered my new specs (finally!). Too bad you people won't be seeing it until next year, in which I originally intended anyway. Unless you wanna pay a visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with the prologue of my story. When I get out of this "Writer's Block" and stop being lazy, I'll continue to the first chapter. Even though I don't have a fan, I need to motivate myself (=.=). Guess I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: There was one "unexpected" visitor. It was as if I read Jun Tat's mind. That b****** kept asking me which was the gift I really wanted the most and I had to answer what he wanted me to answer. That f** made it so obvious who else he was inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the day was fun but damn... I couldn't play DotA properly after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-874297151919482590?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/874297151919482590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=874297151919482590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/874297151919482590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/874297151919482590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/busy-today.html' title='Busy today'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2462465707568441330</id><published>2007-10-19T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:06:25.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The unexpected has finally happened...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I've finally changed my blogskin, this time into a Shakugan-no-Shana-themed one. Got to thank someone again. Black and white was nicer than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of writing another story right now. I've given up on the other lame story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more to come will come tomorrow. See ya and have a nice morning/afternoon/evening/night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2462465707568441330?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2462465707568441330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2462465707568441330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2462465707568441330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2462465707568441330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/unexpected-has-finally-happened.html' title='The unexpected has finally happened...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4225857910421562763</id><published>2007-10-14T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T09:42:36.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Requesting help...</title><content type='html'>*~*~*~*~*~*~Need Skins!!!~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;Requested skins: James Blunt, Coldplay, Shakugan no Shana, Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;Problem: Requester very choosy. Choose with care.&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~Thank You!!!~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... Just do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4225857910421562763?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4225857910421562763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4225857910421562763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4225857910421562763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4225857910421562763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/requesting-help.html' title='Requesting help...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-7579246781095394602</id><published>2007-10-11T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T08:37:09.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging often... Exams and inhouse games and stuff... Yeah I'm still playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMaths results came out yesterday. I'm feeling happy yet cautious, so I'm not gonna say anything more about this here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I don't know what to write. Oh yeah... I'm officially returning to my old nerdish-looking spectacle days a few weeks later. Found my old specs. Too small, too old-fashioned, but since my left eye is blardy hurting right now, I'm forced to make myself get laughed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing: Blogskin. Whoever hates this skin may either fly over the moon or jump off the top floor of the skyscraper. Wait while I go browse around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-7579246781095394602?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/7579246781095394602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=7579246781095394602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7579246781095394602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/7579246781095394602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6292250508085458838</id><published>2007-09-30T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:35:51.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All right, that's it. I'm...</title><content type='html'>There goes my right Ortho-K contact lens. Sadly, this time it broke. Now I'm feeling slightly pissed. I'm going back to specs as soon as I possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point. Tomorrow I will have to go back to the Optic Point, which means that I won't be at home for the whole damn afternoon and all I will ever do tomorrow is study in the morning. No DotA again... Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do all the unlucky things happen to me?&lt;/em&gt; =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6292250508085458838?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6292250508085458838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6292250508085458838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6292250508085458838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6292250508085458838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-right-thats-it-im.html' title='All right, that&apos;s it. I&apos;m...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6630264887695382827</id><published>2007-09-28T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:38:46.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting lazier</title><content type='html'>DotAing right now, in Observer Mode... Feeling bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta admit, it takes a lot more time to be able to know everything for this year. Call me god if I get 5 A1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that someone once said that the best way to study is to be a teacher yourself. How true that was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is: I am willing to help anyone with their studies to my fullest extent. And I still need a study partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English paper 1 was crap... Didn't know what I was writing, and dozed off while writing speech, so I forgot to add something. But Paper 2 was quite OK. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo 3 is out. Whoever has the game invite me. I wanna play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6630264887695382827?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6630264887695382827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6630264887695382827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6630264887695382827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6630264887695382827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-getting-lazier.html' title='I&apos;m getting lazier'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8000661867553502895</id><published>2007-09-22T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T07:15:25.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are coming...</title><content type='html'>Look at the title.  Good luck to you all, and study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Damn I can't study hard enough. May need a study partner on SS and Geog).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8000661867553502895?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8000661867553502895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8000661867553502895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8000661867553502895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8000661867553502895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/exams-are-coming.html' title='Exams are coming...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-197331999481557757</id><published>2007-09-17T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:23:57.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about music.</title><content type='html'>Remember to turn off the blogskin's song before listening to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;James Blunt - 1973&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A7Cd5LwV6eg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A7Cd5LwV6eg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is James Blunt's latest single from the album All The Lost Souls which was released today. The single itself was released a while ago. Whatever. IMO, this is a nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about opinions, I would like to give a "lecture" about music taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be many ways a person like a song. The first and foremost is whether they like how the song is played. Next is the meaning of the lyrics, then whether the song is nice or not by first hearing, or by second hearing. Then there is this part of the song, in which little people in this class are able to see, is the heart of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many genres of music ranging from pop to rock, all of which have many categories. For pop we got emo pop, classical pop (not very sure if there are such things) and maybe more, and for rock we got alternative rock, hard rock, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, for one, like nearly ALL types of music of all languages as long as I can make something out of the songs. Not to be xia lan, I believe I myself have already achieved the highest level of understanding and liking the music. Here is one example of a song I don't like, one by Horse the Band, an English band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Horse the Band - New York City&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mi6RLrWzMZY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mi6RLrWzMZY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am not wrong, people call this DARK metal. Cool eh? But read this. The song above, does not make any sense at all. All I could hear was repeated angry drumming and screaming by the &lt;s&gt;singer&lt;/s&gt; screamer. And seriously, a song that revolves around... Uh... Since I could not bear to listen to the whole song... Torturing bunnies... Really... Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the songs that I don't like are those, like above, that I cannot make heads or tails from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prefer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; RnB as the background music is usually too ugly for me to hear. Bleh, this genre's heart is waay too active anyway. Wouldn't need too many of them in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I abruptly end this post. Even I have lost track of what I wrote. But before I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for someone in this class who is the craziest about Linkin Park. Wanna tell him that... I read this on this oxycute@hotmail.com guy's display name: "Who wanna catch Linkin Park &amp; BEP concerts on 13th Nov &amp; 22 Oct?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-197331999481557757?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/197331999481557757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=197331999481557757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/197331999481557757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/197331999481557757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-all-about-music.html' title='It&apos;s all about music.'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-3864481014726138435</id><published>2007-09-17T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:16:36.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh sh*t!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Optic Point at Millenia Walk today at around 2pm, arrived at 3.15 and reached home at 4.45. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall a boring day. But my FFVIII have finally advanced to the 4th disc. And now I have just realised that I have not done my Physics homework... Sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than tuition, I had a boring day. No homework done. Forgot to buy ant traps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-3864481014726138435?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/3864481014726138435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=3864481014726138435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3864481014726138435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/3864481014726138435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-sht.html' title='Oh sh*t!'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4467254603943869858</id><published>2007-09-15T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T10:38:23.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the guy who lives in the place with a lot of car bumps...</title><content type='html'>3E5 skipping remedial class was bad enough. Now the whole 3E2 put the 2nd POA test behind as if it was nothing (well really it is, but in the case that Mdm Tan somehow manages to read this private blog... Ah I'll just boost up her confidence as an extremely unintelligible teacher anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could become the biggest joke in the world. I slept during a FF8 fight while the monster was asleep as well. He eventually woke up 50 mins earlier than me and pwnd my whole team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also done with the second part of my story. Part 2 of the Geographical Story: The Monsoon is up next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Are you sure that you want to go to Thailand? It’s the monsoon season in this part of the year,” the traveling agency person inquired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Yes, I am very sure that I want to go,” Jasmine replied. “And I am a Geography teacher for goodness sake,” she added haughtily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Then it is $2500 for each person,” the staff said, trying her best to remain emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When Jasmine left the agency a moment later, the girl mumbled,” ‘&lt;em&gt;I’m a Geography teacher for goodness sake.&lt;/em&gt;’ A Geography teacher indeed, she’s going to regret this.”&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Welcome to Thailand. Please enjoy your stay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The plane landed. Everyone got out, mumbling to each other, well, except for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “No more budget airlines. Everything on the plane is hardly one-star. Why, I can hardly believe that we are going to a &lt;em&gt;five-star&lt;/em&gt; hotel,” Jasmine drew thousands of pairs of eyes towards her direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tom tried to shut her up, “I don’t know why on earth I married you but I just want to say that if you want to scream like this scream in our room so that we won’t get chased by people with parangs when we were supposed to be having a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just then the tour guide introduced himself, and told the group to head to a nearby beach as they waited for a coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When they arrived, Jasmine lashed out, “For your information, this is &lt;em&gt;Thailand&lt;/em&gt;, not &lt;em&gt;Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;. They have no parangs here!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tom backed a little, “You may never know. Hey, look over there!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A man holding a parang was approaching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;To be continued… Yeah I know that this is a short and sucky chapter. Can’t really help it, and I didn’t really bother editing too…Not. Yep, the main character’s pretty ignorant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read and enjoy. Rate and comment. I still need to improve. And damn I have not started with my Chinese tuition homework...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4467254603943869858?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4467254603943869858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4467254603943869858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4467254603943869858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4467254603943869858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/from-guy-who-lives-in-place-with-lot-of.html' title='From the guy who lives in the place with a lot of car bumps...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-8208039849331627326</id><published>2007-09-13T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T19:36:12.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm hot and tired... *Needs air-con*</title><content type='html'>School was over at 4. I went to go to my awesome Table Tennis CCA. 30 minutes into the CCA JT called me and said that his Zion had a problem (in which after that it was found out to be a temporary server bug that happens to some people). I left the Ci Yuan CC at 5, got out of BLK 960 at 5.30 and took my dinner at Hougang Point. My neighbour and his NP friends happened to pass by so we took the same bus later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I reached home perspiring like mad at 7.15.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-8208039849331627326?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/8208039849331627326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=8208039849331627326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8208039849331627326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/8208039849331627326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-hot-and-tired-needs-air-con.html' title='I&apos;m hot and tired... *Needs air-con*'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6942089147421660370</id><published>2007-09-13T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:29:35.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you feel that?</title><content type='html'>Normal day. Had something to do but I didn't do it. Instead played around with my comp the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 7-8 pm or 6-7 pm I felt a tremor. It's earthquake at Sumatra again. I couldn't have imagined it. The water in the fish take was shaking. If I did imagine it, send me to the asylum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a short and boring post. With all these Math to do I'm unable to continue my story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6942089147421660370?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6942089147421660370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6942089147421660370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6942089147421660370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6942089147421660370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/did-you-feel-that.html' title='Did you feel that?'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6538955781830878908</id><published>2007-09-11T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:01:15.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 9/11 yet again.</title><content type='html'>I woke up one hour after my designated time. Should've have read my book 'till one yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA test was easier than I thought, but still... Like crap. EMaths was boring as usual, I could not (and will never) stay awake for a period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 9/11 incident happened again. Bell rang at 2.20. I was checking other's English compositions. Some people outside happened to mess with the window panes The top broke, and there was a chain reaction and the rest also broke. Initially I thought someone karate chopped the window panes :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up having to check 3 f****** compositions while Mr. Fahmy checked mine because I refused to believe that mine had hardly any mistakes (if Ms. Tan kept marking my compositon as if she has never read a book before [plus the fact that she may have not mastered the "inference" skill], I wouldn't be surprised if I was slightly demoralised). I checked it myself and yep, I saw lame phrasing that Mr. Fahmy didn't really notice since it was still perfect English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the process of thinking out the second part of my story... See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6538955781830878908?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6538955781830878908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6538955781830878908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6538955781830878908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6538955781830878908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-911-yet-again.html' title='It&apos;s 9/11 yet again.'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4952788748130152405</id><published>2007-09-11T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:04:31.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Insert title here]</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I "literally" rode all around Hougang. At around 1pm TSY finally replied to my SMS to tell me to leave for Hougang Point. Down there I had my lunch and waited for that b****** to give me what seemed to be a completely unintelligible draft about Binomial Theorem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I rode to Hougang Ave 1. I thought I was lost but I had my street directory with me. But when I reached the flats I had a little difficulty finding the block. After that it was quite easy and I spent the rest of the afternoon helping my friend with his computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took another route home to stop at Hougang Mall for my dinner. I saw (not met) Dickson getting chased by a few Sec 2s. Man I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home I did my homework and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back from school today with (WH)² and NJT. Boring day overall. At night I tried to do a little of my POA but I... Didn't know how to do it. In all, I didn't do anything other than finish a pack of seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I can't believe I wrote so little for today. Must've been a really boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REQUEST: POA E-LEARNING WEBSITE W/NO VIRUS AND FRAUDULANT INFORMATION. TY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4952788748130152405?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4952788748130152405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4952788748130152405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4952788748130152405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4952788748130152405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/insert-title-here.html' title='[Insert title here]'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-9014284831405105352</id><published>2007-09-10T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:09:25.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*** Binomial Theorem</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I didn't do much 'cept for my homework, which is still not finished (f*** Binomial Theorem). I spent the whole afternoon watching TV and playing the computer then I went downstairs to cut my hair. I came back and messed around a bit more, then I ate dinner and did my homework (f*** Binomial Theorem) 'till 1 am and I only finished that f****** Binomial Theorem (f*** Binomial Theorem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that one time Mrs Jasmine Koh talked about her trip to Thailand during the monsoon season. I wrote a story base on that. However it is not complete. It just ends with the "To be continued..." words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment and rate it. I NEED to get into Constellation. I realised that I had to improve on my storyline. It has waaay too many plotholes. Overall it's a bit lame&lt;br /&gt;. But bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Geographical Story: The Monsoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The rain thundered against the window panes. Lightning flashed across the dark sky. The thunder repetitively disturbed the eardrums of an irritated person, who had begun to regret coming to Thailand to spend the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jasmine got off the mite-infested bed and went to the toilet. Step after step she shuddered as her body tried to stay warm. She finally sat down on the toilet bowl, very slowly. She was worried, frustrated and uncomfortable. The switch from a five-star to a two-star hotel had angered her. She thought of how she landed herself in such a state, ignoring the monsoon warnings and getting herself trapped in Thailand, or to be exact, an island in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And during that split second of that thought she nearly swore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        And usually, when she swears, the amplitude would be enough to rattle the windows of her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “What’s the hurry?” Tom said irritably. The sun could be hardly seen in the thunderstorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Don’t you want to go back to Singapore? You do, don’t you? So we’re going down to try our luck. And pack too, just in case,” Jasmine frowned at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “You think this island is a huge 4D outlet? Let me tell you something. I have &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; seen someone who &lt;i&gt;teaches&lt;/i&gt; Geography so ignorant of the monsoon climate here in Thailand. At the rate this rain is going we will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; be able to get home until next year.” Her husband retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “&lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt; said it, I didn’t. And if we don’t try our luck it will be definite that we will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; get home ‘till next year. What’s more, I’m positive that we will get home today. Why not we make a bet? If we get home today, then you will give me S$1000!” She spoke with authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “So you want to place a bet with me, fine!” Tom flung his clothes down on to the bed. “I don’t even care if you are Margaret Thatcher. From what I see, the rain will never stop and eventually we will be taking a boat back to the mainland.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “How can you use this type of tone on me? &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; am your wife!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “And &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; am your husband!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “The wife has more authority! Now pack up and hurry before I make sure you end up staying &lt;i&gt;inside&lt;/i&gt; the monsoon for a year!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They never stopped quarreling even when they have arrived at the lobby. By the time they stopped everyone was staring at them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Suddenly the lobby went quiet. No one was moving except for a man in uniform, “Jasmine and Tom [insert surname here]?” Two nods. Then, “You are to take the first flight back to Singapore. Please pa- Oh I see that you are ready. Please come this way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jasmine grinned at her husband and followed the staff to the door, not before complaining how soggy the carpet was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... That's all for the moment. But I just wanna say one more thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** Binomial Theorem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-9014284831405105352?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/9014284831405105352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=9014284831405105352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/9014284831405105352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/9014284831405105352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/f-binomial-theorem.html' title='F*** Binomial Theorem'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-1998953470652793293</id><published>2007-09-08T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:10:47.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow... Out of form</title><content type='html'>This morning at around 2am I finally turned in. Guess what? I took 3 hours to finally clear my whole damn computer of all the malware/virus/trojan horse/spyware/etc. but I accidentaly deleted some innocent files in the registry. I shall blame this on myself but then... Still I'm a little pissed off with Saiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I lost another 2 matches of DotA but that isn't the point. For lunch I decided to cook, lets see er... Eggs and luncheon meat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised my absense from the cooking category caused me to get splashed by hot oil several times. I cracked the egg too high above the wok... And the rest of the time a bubble or two got too active while the luncheon meat were soaked... Ok I suppose it is my resistance against oil that's deteoriating. Overall the egg didn't taste as good as last time... Just the egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I drifted in and out of conciousness during Chinese tuition (but unexpectedly the 2 hours went by quicker than normal). Hate to think how fast a 1 week holiday is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish up my homework now. EMaths TYS and AMaths TYS... F*** Binomial Theorem... Again... Wait... There's a picture in my mind... Something about TSY passing up his "homework" to me today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God dammit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-1998953470652793293?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/1998953470652793293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=1998953470652793293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1998953470652793293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/1998953470652793293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/ow-out-of-form.html' title='Ow... Out of form'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-6382642630120622013</id><published>2007-09-06T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T23:17:50.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakakakak... Foiled Chemistry Practical again.</title><content type='html'>Yep. That's it. I'm screwed. I heat up the Copper (II) anions and I recorded all my fnidings on the question paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside, I played a 3-player mahjong and won half of it... I suppose. Then we got bored... Kun Ying, Saiful and Wei Ren packed up and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Saiful, that b******. He went to some free movie watching website and got my computer infected by this irritating program/trojan horse in which I have absolutely no idea how to remove. My System Restore is gone-case and so I might as well bear with it... Don't think I can anyway. If I'm playing Maple and that notice about Spyware and crap comes up, all I get is a bit of damage which I can heal back. But if I am playing DotA and that f****** notice pops up all the time, I might as well quit cause by the time I maximise the game I would've died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where do I start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CURRENT STATUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Irritated.&lt;br /&gt;Homework: Nearly done with EMaths. Physics finished.&lt;br /&gt;Health: Healthy&lt;br /&gt;Others: NIL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-6382642630120622013?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/6382642630120622013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=6382642630120622013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6382642630120622013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/6382642630120622013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/wakakakak-foiled-chemistry-practical.html' title='Wakakakak... Foiled Chemistry Practical again.'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2032074272409827955</id><published>2007-09-05T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:44:16.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm... Another bad day of DotA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework not done, somehow I just don't feel like doing any today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Geography remedial and Chemistry... Test? Anyway some idiot called me and said he wanted to pon. Either he's crazy or something... Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin' to sleep. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2032074272409827955?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2032074272409827955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2032074272409827955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2032074272409827955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2032074272409827955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/hm.html' title='&lt;insert title here&gt;'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-9194445832600723116</id><published>2007-09-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:30:08.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This dose of bad luck... Is infuriating</title><content type='html'>Well today morning Jun Tat came over to do one part of the Maths project. Then an uninvited guest came and all 3 of us took turns to play DotA. Nick came a few hours later and I went to have lunch. Then TKY came and we did a &lt;i&gt;small&lt;/i&gt; portion of the second part of the project. I ended up showing them how to play the piano part of 不能说的秘密... Damn I'm out of practice... Then we went and played Mahjong and when I &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; won, I finished TKY's part of the project and gave TSY his homework. And we played Mahjong again for the rest of the day... Wonder if I can trust TSY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote ----&gt; Then we went and played Mahjong and &lt;b&gt;when I &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; won,...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/q&gt; &lt;---- Quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... My luck is THIS bad. It sucks but either way it would go wrong for me anyway. If Lady Luck is on my side the others will get pissed off (or jokingly scared) and quit the game. And if the tiles don't come they stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-9194445832600723116?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/9194445832600723116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=9194445832600723116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/9194445832600723116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/9194445832600723116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-dose-of-bad-luck-is-infuriating.html' title='This dose of bad luck... Is infuriating'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-4524799658219605542</id><published>2007-09-04T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:02:43.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's a normal holiday...</title><content type='html'>Quite boring... Yeah... Not a good day to win DotA too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Current Status&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework: Not started.&lt;br /&gt;Physical health: Fine, a little tired.&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Bored, irritable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to say. Go do your work, mug, or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Done Physics. Now doing EMaths. F*** Binomial Theorem... A few were bad enough and now I (oh sorry, &lt;i&gt;WE&lt;/i&gt;) have to do 10 in a row... *CENSORED IMAGE*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-4524799658219605542?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/4524799658219605542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=4524799658219605542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4524799658219605542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/4524799658219605542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-normal-holiday.html' title='Today&apos;s a normal holiday...'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7211633453438372752.post-2710102839893513605</id><published>2007-09-02T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:04:36.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm never going there again.</title><content type='html'>I spent the night at RH with my cousins - my auntie got a free coupon from her membership renewal and she used it on RH. Man was it boring, I'm never coming back again...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You expect me to say something? Dream on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7211633453438372752-2710102839893513605?l=mynameisycx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/feeds/2710102839893513605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7211633453438372752&amp;postID=2710102839893513605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2710102839893513605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7211633453438372752/posts/default/2710102839893513605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisycx.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-never-going-there-again.html' title='I&apos;m never going there again.'/><author><name>The Extremely Unlucky Lagger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlCUNQvMN-U/SaJ7O-743uI/AAAAAAAAABE/ghx8o1f3Pxs/S220/msn+normal.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
