<?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-4071077990743313627</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:14:55.836+11:00</updated><category term='早乙女太一'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='Willy'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='UNSW'/><category term='Airport'/><category term='Mr.H'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='David Jones'/><category term='Plushie'/><category term='perfume'/><category term='Formal'/><category term='hot guys'/><category term='Lab'/><category term='Camwhoring'/><category term='Yanny'/><category term='Zoo'/><category term='Contact Lenses'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='Celebrity'/><category term='Korean BBQ'/><category term='kabuki'/><category term='Singapore'/><category term='tanto'/><category term='Hugo Boss'/><category term='Biology'/><category term='driving lesson'/><category term='swords'/><category term='Ekkonen'/><category term='tea bag'/><category term='Miranda Otto'/><category term='Bags'/><category term='Marvin'/><category term='artwork'/><category term='biochemistry'/><category term='David'/><category term='A'/><category term='maths'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='steak'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Tea Centre'/><category term='Din Tai Fung'/><category term='Waxing'/><category term='Chinese New Year'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='IPod'/><category term='Lineage 2'/><category term='wakizashi'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='Barbecue'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='almond pudding'/><category term='CD'/><category term='Mobile Phone'/><category term='女形'/><category term='katana'/><category term='Chemistry'/><category term='PMS'/><category term='rust'/><category term='SESC'/><category term='City'/><category term='physiology'/><category term='Bally'/><category term='university'/><category term='Haircut'/><title type='text'>Ad Infinitum</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where I can record (or bitch about) my memories of the important events in my life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-6518290016902755786</id><published>2010-06-13T00:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:48:20.177+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I totally forgot I had a blog! Hi to anyone who actually still bothers to perv on my blog anyways. I’ll post an update soon. Maybe after my exams if I can remember to. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take care whoever you are!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-6518290016902755786?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/6518290016902755786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=6518290016902755786&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6518290016902755786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6518290016902755786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2010/06/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-6858191433563202382</id><published>2010-02-21T00:00:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:05:21.115+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh shiiiiii! How long has it been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;HUAT ARH! Happy Chinese New Year! I do apologise for the long hiatus but I just remembered my blog and thought I'd do a little update. Little might be an understatement as most of you remember from my previous posts that little usually means an essay-length post.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So starting from the most recent events, I went to Singapore. Yay! It was a really wonderful trip. Lots of hot guys in Singapore! OH-EM-GEEEEEE!! Shoot me dead, they were all over the place! And there was a wonderful mix of hot Asians guys and sexy Caucasian expats! Yummmmy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anywhos, back to the trip. I went to Singapore to help my parents with the packing as we're selling off our apartment. It was quite nostalgic but I never remembered the place being so... filthy... It was seriously gross. the YMCA had better rooms! We cleaned it up and made it at least &amp;quot;liveable&amp;quot; (just for comparison, my SCDF camp in Jalan Bahar was a lot cleaner!) I've been going around &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Orchard almost every night. I went to Ion and damn, I LOVE THAT PLACE!!! My favourite place in Ion will have to be TWG Tea Salon. The selection of teas were just astonishing and the scones were just AMAZING!!! Shoot-me-dead-and-revive-me-so-I-can-eat-those-scones-again amazing! That's how good they were. I really felt happy just sitting there eating them. The tea jelly that was served with the cream was what made it extraordinary but it was already really wonderful already. The manager at TWG was this really cute guy with the sexiest French accent ever. I like those accents, makes me melt and he had the nicest sit-upons (if you don't know what that means, Google it. It's a Victorian term.) I went to TWG about 5 times through my stay I think. Once when it was just about to close, 2nd time with another friend and that's when I tried the scones, 3rd, 4th and 5th time was with Tommy, the 5th being the morning on the day I was leaving Singapore back to Sydney. I bought 2 canisters of tea and a bottle of tea jelly. I was so happy that I managed to clear it through customs. I bought Silver Moon and Sweet France. I picked Silver Moon but Sweet France and the canisters were based on the cute manager's recommendation. I'm drinking a cup of Sweet France tea now and I can't help but think of him. Ah he's just too hot. I should have taken pics damnit! Missing Singapore already! Well, maybe just missing him already :p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got to meet James in Singapore. Didn’t meet Sukebe because he ran away to Malaysia. Oh well, according to James, Sukebe has slimmed down a lot but should still stay away from those skinny jeans. Congratulations Sukebe-chan if you’re reading this! But from the description James provided me, yea, I do agree, stay far away from those skinny jeans! Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, my hair style has changed already. I'll put some pictures of when it was longer and then after I got my haircut because my mother was nagging me about how long it was. I basically chopped off the back, save for a lock of hair which I braid into what my friend told me is called a dragon's tail. Lol, very asian term. Well, at least it's not anything sad like a tortoise tail. Oh in Singapore, I was asked if I would consider being a model for this agency. I was really caught by surprise as I didn't really feel I was of model-standards. It was flattering though. They gave me a call and asked if I could come in for an interview but I told them that I wasn't living in Singapore anymore so that was the most flattering moment for me the entire trip.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The trip back to Sydney wasn't too bad. I sat next to this somewhat cute (ranging between the ok to cute category) Norwegian guy who was flying to Brisbane to do his masters. We didn't chat at first but then I started talking to him and he was really friendly. I forgot what I said first to break the ice, but it was probably something about Singapore. He was really nice and had a really cute &amp;quot;hmmm&amp;quot;? I thought that was the most adorable &amp;quot;hmmm&amp;quot; I've ever heard. I didn’t get to sleep at all during the flight, nothing suss went on alright so don’t get too excited. Although, his leg was pressed against mine while he was sleeping. Lol, damn those small airplane chairs for making physical contact so much more excusable! ; ) I watched Fame (2009) on the airplane and it was an ok movie but the music was good and Asher Book was quite cute :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, so I’m back in Sydney. I have to go back to Uni next week since I’ve got to be around during orientation week for my club. Oh, I forgot to mention that I became the secretary for the club. :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:4540cce8-f3b6-4ce0-a3c3-aaed9f6290e4" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-ae9e3ec8979998ee.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=AE9E3EC8979998EE!462&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Old HairStyle" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/S3_dARrmZbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/1M4erg1YzHw/InlineRepresentation4ccf6be0-5b6d-4fda-be5e-5ead078fe8fd.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-ae9e3ec8979998ee.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=AE9E3EC8979998EE!462&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:f0c0e1a8-c6e1-4e87-a3c0-b10bc84cb710" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-ae9e3ec8979998ee.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=AE9E3EC8979998EE!466&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Singapore" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/S3_dAwJUYDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RBlJgGdX4Qc/InlineRepresentation0ea455c6-1901-4fe7-a975-995916b097d4.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-ae9e3ec8979998ee.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=AE9E3EC8979998EE!466&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The albums above have pictures of my other friends as well. The first album is of my old hairstyle. It was taken at the darling harbour area. In the second album,there are pictures of Ion at the ground level, a tiger in front of some other shopping centre and the blossom tea from TWG, sadly, didn’t take a picture with the hot manager. Lol!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anywhos, hope you guys had a good Chinese New Year! RAWRRRR!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:ce83a2e9-caf4-4101-bc38-9000ed43aec6" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Uni" rel="tag"&gt;Uni&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/TWG" rel="tag"&gt;TWG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-6858191433563202382?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/6858191433563202382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=6858191433563202382&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6858191433563202382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6858191433563202382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-shiiiiii-how-long-has-it-been.html' title='Oh shiiiiii! How long has it been?'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/S3_dARrmZbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/1M4erg1YzHw/s72-c/InlineRepresentation4ccf6be0-5b6d-4fda-be5e-5ead078fe8fd.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-7597360373523932747</id><published>2009-08-22T16:47:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:05:38.275+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Updated Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Hey Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been a while since I've posted anything. Thought I'd give a visual update.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/So-XgAK9l5I/AAAAAAAAAaw/hb63MHbjSdM/s1600-h/Picture+4481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/So-XgAK9l5I/AAAAAAAAAaw/hb63MHbjSdM/s320/Picture+4481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372679456533878674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pre-Clubbing (most recent one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/So-XhOflsTI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Pql78EycojU/s1600-h/Picture+4241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/So-XhOflsTI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Pql78EycojU/s320/Picture+4241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372679477558358322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/So-XiNC6rRI/AAAAAAAAAbA/X3v5MTbASTY/s1600-h/Picture+4361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/So-XiNC6rRI/AAAAAAAAAbA/X3v5MTbASTY/s320/Picture+4361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372679494349532434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a different eye colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other than that, Uni's been quite interesting this semester but it's really hard. Will have to start studying ... soon... =) Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-7597360373523932747?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/7597360373523932747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=7597360373523932747&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7597360373523932747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7597360373523932747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/08/updated-pictures.html' title='Updated Pictures!'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/So-XgAK9l5I/AAAAAAAAAaw/hb63MHbjSdM/s72-c/Picture+4481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-7460929995241687573</id><published>2009-07-14T23:46:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:02:34.934+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Here It Comes Again...</title><content type='html'>Hi hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are coming to an end. Uni will soon be starting again. What a total bitch... At least I managed to catch up on my sleep deficit but my sleep cycle has been totally fked up as a result of my holiday activities. I sleep when the sun is about to rise and get up when the sun is about to set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my results back a while ago and it hasn't been too bad, except for physiology 1A. I got 2 high distinctions for biochemistry and safety, health &amp;amp; environmental hazards (for toxicology major) and a distinction for maths (yay! I'll never have to take another maths class for the rest of my uni life wooha!) and just a pass for physio - 62/100. What a shitty mark, kinda brought down my average for this semester but this sem has been good in general, it brought up my average so far to a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next semester's classes involve... introductory pharmacology &amp;amp; toxicology, physiology 1B (nuuuuu T_T ),  molecular biology, and Chinese for beginners! Hopefully studying renal functions, endocrine, gastrointestinal systems and reproductive systems (i think i'm pretty good at this section) will be a lot better than excitable cells in physio 1A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get a haircut before uni starts.  I have these few hairstyles in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SlyPT1UCKlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/y68XqI7xfkM/s1600-h/STEVENooooooONE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SlyPT1UCKlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/y68XqI7xfkM/s320/STEVENooooooONE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358315227555441234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SlyPUFX6z_I/AAAAAAAAAag/ul4Tn4vqiF0/s1600-h/JaeJoongHairstyle5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SlyPUFX6z_I/AAAAAAAAAag/ul4Tn4vqiF0/s320/JaeJoongHairstyle5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358315231866703858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SlyPUbeHYmI/AAAAAAAAAao/L3xV6xhmp-I/s1600-h/Jun_MatsumotoHair4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SlyPUbeHYmI/AAAAAAAAAao/L3xV6xhmp-I/s320/Jun_MatsumotoHair4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358315237798273634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like the first one but we'll see if the stylist can pull that one off on me. Yay for asian hairstyles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to update again after the haircut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew all long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-7460929995241687573?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/7460929995241687573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=7460929995241687573&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7460929995241687573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7460929995241687573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-it-comes-again.html' title='Here It Comes Again...'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SlyPT1UCKlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/y68XqI7xfkM/s72-c/STEVENooooooONE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-1053359450155872414</id><published>2009-06-25T15:34:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:31:10.066+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Exams are finally over, tra~la~la~</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are finally over! Woohoo! Time to bring out the Moet &amp;amp; Chandon with lots of shopping and gaming! My sleep cycle is officially fked up! I sleep at 5 am and wake up in time for a late lunch! (usually around 2:30pm) I think soon enough, I'll be sleeping when the sun rises and waking when the sun sets. I guess that's the best way to avoid the sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've got nothing much to add, allow me to introduce the new fragrance from Yves Saint Laurent's L'Homme Series, La Nuit De L'Homme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SkMPstlIgzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/6hAuBG9nxvI/s1600-h/yvessaintlaurentperfume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SkMPstlIgzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/6hAuBG9nxvI/s320/yvessaintlaurentperfume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351138043070284594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this fragrances has similar notes with it's predecessor, L'Homme, which is one of the best "sweet" scents from the bittersweet tonka beans, La Nuit has been getting mixed responses. The top notes of coumarin are very similar to L'Homme but as the middle and base notes starts to appear, the cedarwoods blend with the cardamom creating a woody tone. This fragrance is quite subtle which is why I like it. "Bright, masculine freshness combines with sophistication and nonchalance for a deep, mysterious and sensual fragrance." Overall, a good scent for a night out in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SkMW5CECtqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/VTQ-MxhlPzg/s1600-h/ck_free_ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SkMW5CECtqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/VTQ-MxhlPzg/s320/ck_free_ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351145951308461730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An upcoming scent that I can't wait to get a whiff of is Calvin Klein's CK Free. Created by Givaudan with top notes of thai star anise, jackfruit, juniper berry and absinthe, middle notes of suede, tobacco leaves, coffee and South African buchu the scent dries down to a base of patchouli, oakwood, Texan cedarwood and Costa Rican ironwood. This should be an interesting woody combination. And for all those perving on the model and want to know who he is, it's Jamie Dornan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SkMYAshnReI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4hsawyHTBkI/s1600-h/hugo_element.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SkMYAshnReI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4hsawyHTBkI/s320/hugo_element.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351147182477493730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm thinking of getting Hugo Element but that might just be a spur of the moment thing. If I ever do get it, it'd probably have to be in the smallest size possible since I'm always changing my scent. (Except for my signature scent YSL L'Homme. I will always love that fragrance!) I think the main reason for getting it is because the bottle looks too cute! The last noteworthy scent from Hugo Boss is probably XY in my opinion. Everything after that hasn't done the fragrance house any justice. Oh well, if I'm desperate enough, I'll get it. I still haven't finished using the XY that I bought 2 years ago... I think I'll use it today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all from me after a long hiatus since the previous emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-1053359450155872414?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/1053359450155872414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=1053359450155872414&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1053359450155872414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1053359450155872414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/06/exams-are-finally-over-tralala.html' title='Exams are finally over, tra~la~la~'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SkMPstlIgzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/6hAuBG9nxvI/s72-c/yvessaintlaurentperfume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-5846460615911232904</id><published>2009-06-09T02:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T02:10:44.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless</title><content type='html'>Yin and Yang... Like opposite faces of the same coin, never meeting, nothing can develop from this... Tis only in dreams that love may blossom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-5846460615911232904?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/5846460615911232904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=5846460615911232904&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5846460615911232904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5846460615911232904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/06/pointless.html' title='Pointless'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-2174639325146351048</id><published>2009-05-08T19:39:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:46:15.945+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biochemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physiology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SgQbZoeRl6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/b7lD0Yr06z8/s1600-h/full_moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SgQbZoeRl6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/b7lD0Yr06z8/s320/full_moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333417985888589730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really would have taken a picture but my wonderful camera phone has been locked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bus stop outside my house, on the top of the hill, the night sky brought about an unusual feeling of serenity. Iridescent diamonds speckled the velvet expanse while a continual contest of light and shadow was played out on the clouds. I was embraced by the warm illumination from the full moon as the cool sea breeze caressed the contours of my body. The smell of the sea, under the moonlight made me feel... different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been quite good for me. Despite the serious sleep deficiency from cramming for the Biochemistry exam today, I managed to get up and prepare for Uni without too much difficulty. My motor skills were slightly... delayed at the start but it resumed functioning normally after a while. First lesson for the day was a maths lecture for 2 hours. It ended 10 minutes early so I seized the opportunity to go to the library to study. The 3rd floor of the library had just been renovated. It looks really good now. I would have camwhored a bit but I didn't have the time or the equipment. I studied for the next 2 hours, doing last minute cramming before heading for the exam venue at the Biomedical theatres. The exam went pretty well. I completed the exam within 20 minutes. There were a lot of details in the lecture notes but the exam questions were really easy. There were 12 MCQs, 6 short answers and 1 essay. The essay asked for a discussion of chemiosmosis theory and how it relates to the coupling of ATP synthesis and oxidative phosphorylation. After the exam, I had a physiology tutorial. Some of us decided to ditch our designated tutorial group and join our other friend's. When we got there, I saw this pretty hot guy. (He's a student, does physiology and biochemistry with me. Very good looking but rumoured to be as obtuse as he is good looking. Caucasian, tall, good body, good facial features.) Anyways, the tutor for this tutorial was this daggy old lady. 2 minutes into the lecture, my friend and I decided to leave and go to our old tutorial group. We made it back in time. We had a new tutor as well. She was a doctor that assisted us in some of our physio labs. Quite young, pretty, slim, with skin as clear as Miranda Otto. Today's tutorial was on the cardiovascular system. I didn't revise any of the lectures before the tutorial but I did manage to get some of the questions correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I popped off to the city after tutorial to meet up with my sister. She had gone to get her nails done and when I got there, we just walked around for a bit. We went to Myers to test out their perfume. I like the new Guerlain Homme but I decided not to buy it yet as it would have been on impulse if I did anyways. The top note was a gentle fusion of lime and mint, creating a slightly herbaceous opening. After a few moments, the middle notes surfaced, revealing bergamot, green tea &amp;amp; pelargonium. The middle notes were really refreshing and not stinging. The scent progressed to mellow down with cedar and vetiver while retaining the cool mint through the entire duration which blended well to create a soft, sweet, cool note.  Guerlain Homme is a clean fragrance, well balanced and sophisticated. It's classy and modern. The more I think about it, the more tempted I am to get it.&lt;br /&gt;On the note of perfumes, I was complimented on my signature scent, YSL L'Homme today. It's neither overpoweringly musky nor sickeningly cloying but a perfect balance, like yin and yang (possibly androgynous?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a pretty good day overall but I will endeavour to get some work done this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;br /&gt;(Apologies for the weird paragraph up the top, I was inspired momentarily and started churning out literary nonsense. If my high school english teacher read that, she would probably be spewing blood from the overused clichés.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-2174639325146351048?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/2174639325146351048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=2174639325146351048&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2174639325146351048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2174639325146351048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/05/moonlight.html' title='Moonlight'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SgQbZoeRl6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/b7lD0Yr06z8/s72-c/full_moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-8784513587484730009</id><published>2009-05-06T22:00:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:24:52.731+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tipsy</title><content type='html'>Hiiiiiiiiii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from going out to Westfield Bondi Junction. Was out for some retail therapy but I behaved and didn't buy anything... much... Had some champagne, but it wasn't really champagne, more like sparkling white wine. I think it was Sauvignon Blanc... Overall quite light to the palate, slightly sour, overall verdict, glorified soda water with table wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's biochemistry lab invovled diluting urine samples and checking the levels of Urea, Creatinine and Uric Acid and hence determining the possible diets and problems the patient might have. I was quite content with my results as it was very close to the actual results. We got to use cyanide today. After that lab I had a slight headache from the hydrogen cyanide fumes even though it was done in the fumehoods. Smelled like bitter almonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I have to start studying for my biochemistry exam on friday and get that blasted Maple program online test crap done... What a shitty week... Luckily I have a small vial of cyanide to bail me out if the need arises! (Bet some of you would want me to drink it wouldn't you, evil bastards! Too bad, I didn't get to take any. It would probably be too diluted to do any major damage anyways. Although, the LDLo for humans is only 2.847mg/kg... Mmmmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-8784513587484730009?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/8784513587484730009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=8784513587484730009&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8784513587484730009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8784513587484730009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/05/tipsy.html' title='Tipsy'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-571609540840980811</id><published>2009-05-03T19:30:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:58:15.740+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physiology'/><title type='text'>Why is it week 8 already!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yaho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/Sf2vymQqK7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/VQWiabde7Bg/s1600-h/Picture+3751.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time never flew this fast last semester! Ultimate gheyness ftw!&lt;br /&gt;I think I failed Physiology... The mid-semester exams were just depressing. But the labs have been pretty fun in the recent weeks. In week 7 it was cutting up a sheeps heart and using palpation and auscultation method to determine diastolic and systolic pressures of the heart. In week 6 I got to cut open an anaesthetised toad. I named her Sally (it probably was a male toad since there weren't any eggs but I was in a Sally-dissecting mood). First thing I took out of Sally's tiny incision were his lungs. They look really nice under the microscope. One could see blood flowing through maze of capillaries shimmering from the light of the Nikon microscope. We were supposed to be "ethical" when handling Sally so we weren't allowed to take pictures. I had to stick Sally's lungs back through the small hole and then locate and pull out his bladder. It was pretty full, good thing I didn't pop it otherwise I'd have toad pee all over. It was surprising resilient to my enthusiastic handling. I'm usually a lot more delicate but I was having a ball of a time with Sally since no one else on my bench dared to cut open a living toad. (I was probably having way too much fun than a "normal" person would!) The transparent sac of the bladder had sprial vessels but Sally's was so full they were stretched out so they didn't look as pretty under the microscope. After viewing it and making sure he was still moist with the anaesthetic, i had to tuck Sally's bladder back in but much to my dismay, Sally's bladder seemed to have developed a liking for the outside world and would ever so often pop back out when I was fiddling around looking for the mesentry in the small intestine. The blood vessels were pretty big and we managed to see some leucocytes rolling around in the blood vessels. Sally was a wonderful toad that didn't smell at all, unlike Bob that had an odour pungent enough to penetrate my Bvlgari Aqua Marine barrier! The prac was coming close to the end. We had to notice was the effects of adrenaline application and haemorrhage via severing the femoral artery. I must say, Sally wasn't very good at bleeding at all! But we did get to notice the haemodilution. The last thing we had to do before the end of the practical was to sever Sally's heart. No one else at my bench really wanted to do it but I didn't want to miss out on the opportunity to remove Sally's still beating heart from his body. I didn't do a very good job though, I cut too low, severing the aorta instead so blood just squirted on the bench. Good thing it didn't get into anyone's eye though! It was still beating even after it was removed. I held Sally's tiny heart in my hand. It was such an interesting feeling. That practical was probably the best practical so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, week 8 is about to start, the weather is getting colder so I get to dress up a bit more :D I'll put up some recent pictures in a while if I can remember to get it done! (Added below!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/Sf2vywHu4II/AAAAAAAAAZM/EIp9eDDFXe8/s1600-h/Picture+3672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/Sf2vywHu4II/AAAAAAAAAZM/EIp9eDDFXe8/s320/Picture+3672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331610820322189442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;semi-taitai gaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/Sf2vysAIZ6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/pd_uA_utCU4/s1600-h/Picture+3871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/Sf2vysAIZ6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/pd_uA_utCU4/s320/Picture+3871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331610819216566178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close up&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/Sf2vymQqK7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/VQWiabde7Bg/s1600-h/Picture+3751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/Sf2vymQqK7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/VQWiabde7Bg/s320/Picture+3751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331610817675275186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The infamous duck-pout. As you can probably tell, I don't do this in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry my train of thoughts are quite broken up at the moment so my post might not be as logical as I'd have liked it to be.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-571609540840980811?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/571609540840980811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=571609540840980811&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/571609540840980811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/571609540840980811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-is-it-week-8-already.html' title='Why is it week 8 already!?!?!'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/Sf2vywHu4II/AAAAAAAAAZM/EIp9eDDFXe8/s72-c/Picture+3672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-6530118375899550054</id><published>2009-04-13T14:59:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:54:18.525+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr.H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biochemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physiology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>It's been a while, hasn't it?</title><content type='html'>Hello Possums,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long intervals between my posts. I have indeed grown lazy in blogging even though it's been set as one of my homepages. Well, I shall endeavour to fill in the gaps for you even though everything seems so hazy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with the most recent week...&lt;br /&gt;Week 5&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty hectic since it's just before the Easter/Mid-Semester Break. I've had 3 assessments this week. First up for Tuesday was an online quiz for Physiology. That quiz was really hard. I met up with my other friends at the student lounge (I will try to take pictures of it for you guys one day) to tackle the 10 questions. There is a time limit of 20 minutes. When I got there from my previous class, one of my friends had boldly initiated her quiz. She had given up and requested for my assistance. I did my best to help her with the ones she didn't know as time was running out and we managed to get her a 65%. She was pretty satisfied that she passed in the end and appreciative of my help. I was more grateful to her as it had given me the chance to assess the difficulty of the questions before I attempted it. There were 3 other "martyrs" that didn't care either ways and asked me for my help to get their quiz done for them. I seized the opportunity to ascertain the correct answers through a series of deliberations and eliminations. By the time it came to mine and my other friend's turn, we managed to get 90%. From that I managed to get all the answers. Me being the lovely, charitable person that I am, gave the answers to my other friends. Indeed, they got full marks for it. I was happy to help. (Would have been happier if they were hot guys :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first maths assessment after that. It went on for 45 minutes. 8 minutes before the assessment ended, the evacuation alarm rang! The same thing happened last evening (Monday) during the final segments of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BioChemistry&lt;/span&gt; lecture, which Mr. H didn't attend anyways... So we filed out in the most disorderly array imaginable. It was rather exciting. During the assessment, Mr. H was calling me to find out where I was as we were to have a study session for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BioChem&lt;/span&gt; after my exam. Anyways, the assessment didn't go too badly. I didn't know how to do 2 questions. I scored 25/30. Good thing is that because of the interruption during the exam, everyone will be awarded an extra 3 marks so that makes it 28/30. I was slightly disappointed that I was 2 marks shy from full marks. Oh well, I will strive for better marks next time.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.H ditched me on Tuesday to study at home. That was because I didn't reply to his message which he sent at like 7:00 am. God, as if I'd be awake at such an hour! Anyways, it had been postponed to Wednesday. I had written up some notes already and he stole them from me... Mr. H is quite a bully. But everyone agrees he has the most charming smile ever! Oh well, I'm not at any disadvantage. In fact, by having him depend on me, it has become some form of motivation to make sure I'm on top of things. We studied for about one and a half hours before going home. I met Bee Bee on the way down the campus walk and caught a lift back home from my eldest sister. That was way better than catching the bus any day. I spent most of the day studying for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BioChemistry&lt;/span&gt; mid-semester exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I met up with Mr. H in the hour break I had before the exam to study. I reminded him of certain things like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cofactors&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tricarboxylic&lt;/span&gt; acid cycle and protein structure. Indeed, that appeared in the exam. I was somewhat disappointed that he forgot one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cofactors&lt;/span&gt;. It was a really easy question in the exam. Oh well, he seemed pretty confident that he'd pass anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, my sisters and I went to the theatres to watch "The Boat That Rocked". It was a really good movie. We bought Southern Comfort and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Midori&lt;/span&gt; from the Liqueur Store. I made a cocktail with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Midori&lt;/span&gt; and we had bourbon coke as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we went to church for the Good Friday service and again on Sunday for the Easter Sunday service. All in all, it's been pretty good. I just hope I can stay focused and get my work done this week instead of slacking off too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4&lt;br /&gt;This week went along as per normal, nothing too spectacular happened except for a major disaster on my part during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BioChemistry&lt;/span&gt; lab. I wasn't feeling "normal" that day. I just felt so out of sync with everything. My breathing was heavier than usual, I had palpitations, my hands were quivering more than usual. My screwed up my lab so much today. I screwed up the first time by adding the wrong amounts from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;micro pipettes&lt;/span&gt;. Instead of adding 50 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;micro litres&lt;/span&gt;, I added 500. I felt like an idiot but it was a good thing that was reasonably early in the procedures. Starting over, I made sure I had calibrated the instrument properly but I seemed to have "spaced out" and started to add the wrong reagents. I was feeling really frustrated. I have never made such a huge blunder in my entire academia. To make so many mistakes in a row was just infuriating and it wasn't as if I hadn't read the instructions before the lab. I had done all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-lab readings and I knew what was going on, I just ... can't explain myself. But I felt so low that I had to leave the lab to regain my composure. I was really thankful to have wonderful friends in the lab who sat behind me as they saw me struggling and helped me to set up my experiment for the third time as I went out to drink water. The experiment shouldn't have taken very long but due to my negligence, the entire lab had to wait for me to get my results before they could continue to the next part. I felt so embarrassed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mr. H was totally unfazed he didn't do much this lab, like every other lab. He was pretty much clueless as to what to do but he did try to cheer me up though. He was kind enough to make sure I didn't faint. I ended a bit late as I had to clean up. Mr. H bailed out on me and disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to offend anyone out there but from my deductions, generally, the good-looking guys are usually the not-so-intelligent ones. Well, that was the "big" thing that happened in Week 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember what happened in Week 3 anymore but it should have been as per normal. Back to today, I've recently got my hands on Left 4 dead. It's a pretty fun game. Going on a rampage, making the undead eat lead, getting raped by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;overempowered&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; zombies. Ah, good times. I've also found some very nice artwork by this lady that goes by the alias &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Heise&lt;/span&gt; (黑色). She has pretty provocative themes. Hope you like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeLetyTGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TaReCnNnGms/s1600-h/artbook_cover_by_heise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeLetyTGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TaReCnNnGms/s320/artbook_cover_by_heise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324061998310378594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the winged helmet. Very Valkyrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeMYkYvVI/AAAAAAAAAYs/aDpNvengXT0/s1600-h/Tian_tian_by_heise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeMYkYvVI/AAAAAAAAAYs/aDpNvengXT0/s320/Tian_tian_by_heise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324062013840211282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;OMGWTFBBQPORK&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kinkinessssss&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeMnkuMHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/KPMh0H7K1x0/s1600-h/House_arrest_by_heise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeMnkuMHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/KPMh0H7K1x0/s320/House_arrest_by_heise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324062017868148850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You're mine now, it's pointless to resist" *shocking!* I'd like to be the guy with white hair, thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeMWKagvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/bnad6Bh_fyw/s1600-h/Blue_loneliness__by_heise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeMWKagvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/bnad6Bh_fyw/s320/Blue_loneliness__by_heise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324062013194404594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Bishounen&lt;/span&gt; artwork for the win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm currently listening to Bach's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Chaconne&lt;/span&gt; for Solo Violin while the falling rain outside creates a muffling curtain with a soft resonating percussion complimenting this melancholy piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is well, my hair has grown longer so the hairstyle has changed a little bit :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Anywhos&lt;/span&gt;, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Lurbs&lt;/span&gt; yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-6530118375899550054?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/6530118375899550054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=6530118375899550054&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6530118375899550054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6530118375899550054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-while-hasnt-it.html' title='It&apos;s been a while, hasn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SeLeLetyTGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TaReCnNnGms/s72-c/artbook_cover_by_heise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-82510294461933999</id><published>2009-03-23T11:23:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:40:58.463+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biochemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physiology'/><title type='text'>Second Week is over, here comes the Third!</title><content type='html'>Hi y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone doing? Hopefully a lot better than I am! So the 2nd week of Uni is over... I can safely conclude that Maths and Physiology makes me suicidal. After the lecture on Friday, I felt like paper-cutting my wrist a few times and soaking it in a cocktail of salt, lemon juice and alcohol... Those lecturers were really [insert word here] ... I can't think of a proper word that encapsulates their innate ability to drown students in boredom and bewilderment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I've set out to make friends with the cute guy from my biochemistry class and I'm proud to announce that contact has been made,  and rapport establishment is well underway. I introduce to you, Mr. H. He's 20 this year, tall, Caucasian with one of the most seductive smiles and a playful glint in his eyes. His preference of alcohol is mainly Vodka. Downside is he's rather impatient or lazy, or both. I've deduced this from our first biochemistry lab together. He's my lab partner. The silly yet good looking boy was too impatient to plot points for his graph so he ended up just drawing a straight line and handing it in. Obviously this didn't work, he came back to the table with that mischievous grin of his and just "x"-ed a few points on the graph with 1 or 2 near the graph. I think the lab demonstrator gave in and just let him go. Ahaha, can't believe he pulled it off. Well, on Friday, we met up in the library and I helped him with that lab report. He reminds me a lot of someone I used to like as well. Same character, same physique, just that H. is slightly bit more better looking. I will try to analyse him more but that is all I have to report for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get ready to catch the bus to Uni... I have a 2 hour maths lecture first then a 2 hour break and a 1 hr biochemistry lecture to end the day. Oh well, the only consolation is that H. will be there, at least I think he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-82510294461933999?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/82510294461933999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=82510294461933999&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/82510294461933999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/82510294461933999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-week-is-over-here-comes-third.html' title='Second Week is over, here comes the Third!'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-2741178462264695604</id><published>2009-03-17T00:09:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:41:48.478+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SESC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biochemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNSW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physiology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot guys'/><title type='text'>The First Week Back</title><content type='html'>Hi ya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for such a long intermission, but then again, it's not as if you guys are dying to find out what's going on in my life anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So university has started all over again. I'm now in my 1st year, 2nd Semester but I'm mostly doing my 2nd year subjects. The subjects for this term are: Biochemistry 2181, Physiology 1A, Safety, Health and Environmental Hazards (toxicology module), and Math 1031 (for life science because I'm too stupid to do the harder one :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The university is once again filled with tons of people. From up the walkway, all you can see is a sea of heads (mostly black - asian hair). I shall attempt to take a picture of it one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes have been about the same, I have 6 hours of labs on Wednesday.Everything seems like such a bore. I've lost almost all motivation. With that said, there is a hot guy in my class now. He was in my math tutorial last semester. This semester he's in my Physiology and Biochem lectures. He seems rather lonely. He sits by himself. I think I will try to make friends with him. Just for the record, he's just good eye-candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to go to bed early nowadays otherwise I'll look like crap in the morning so it's to bed by 0100 hours. Sigh, uni life seems quite tiring. 22 hours of lesson per week, 24 units of credit. That's an estimate of 6 - 10 hours per UoC. Oh well, it's not like I do 6 hours per UoC anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that should be enough for now, I need my beauty sleep! Till next time, take care darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-2741178462264695604?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/2741178462264695604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=2741178462264695604&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2741178462264695604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2741178462264695604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-week-back.html' title='The First Week Back'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-4562601316528384312</id><published>2009-02-26T22:49:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:46:14.322+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plushie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNSW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Exploration? This sounds like fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaDzMDUjZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GSsCK7Fs2Xw/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaDzMDUjZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GSsCK7Fs2Xw/s320/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307074126334430610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why didn't I have a book like this when I was a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi ya'll. Sorry for not blogging for so long. I don't really have much to blog about but I've got ltos of pictures, well, kinda. Anyways, objective of this blog is to let you know I'm still alive and kicking, maybe not as furiously as I should but it'd be pretty inelegant for me to be caught kicking at all. Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaFMRVGw7I/AAAAAAAAAW8/rQF2tTZq6Dk/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaFMRVGw7I/AAAAAAAAAW8/rQF2tTZq6Dk/s320/DSC00707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307075656759559090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This was a picture I took down the microscope from my last lab in Biology. I think it's the red blood cells undergoing mitosis. Around the 50 mark you can see the cell getting stretched. That's cytokinesis occuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaGdUznL0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/dcdkxj9CXaU/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaGdUznL0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/dcdkxj9CXaU/s320/DSC00744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307077049262223170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basket of pandas from the Zoo's gift shop. I thought of Tony when I saw this one. Toneeeeeeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaINiSql0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/2hYn0nIGQFU/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaINiSql0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/2hYn0nIGQFU/s320/DSC00756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307078977027479362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought one of the rabbits! They're so adorable! And they fit in my palm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaIMyWer5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/F8-KknCAysg/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaIMyWer5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/F8-KknCAysg/s320/DSC00751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307078964158574482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Polar Bear. Didn't buy him. Yes, it's a him. Because I said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaIMpUIGqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BoAcj1t1zmc/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaIMpUIGqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BoAcj1t1zmc/s320/DSC00750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307078961732786850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dugong. I didn't buy her. Yes, it's a her. Also because I said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaIMMYhxQI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zEEAOPShaSw/s1600-h/DSC00747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaIMMYhxQI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zEEAOPShaSw/s320/DSC00747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307078953966617858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seal. I didn't buy him as well. I didn't want to spend that much money that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaIMNf6PVI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ezGFuoZwG6k/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaIMNf6PVI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ezGFuoZwG6k/s320/DSC00746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307078954266017106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another polar bear (i think) with a happier face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The zoo was pretty fun. There was a fund-raising marathon at the Zoo that particular day. Quite a number of hot guys running the marathon. When they started running, we were at the Orang-Utan area. Some runners stopped to take pictures of the Orang-Utans. I was busy checking out the hot guys to bother too much about the monkeys. Only thing that worried me as if they were going to bombard me with crap from the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaLDOnyRkI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dyf8RLIUYWU/s1600-h/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaLDOnyRkI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dyf8RLIUYWU/s320/DSC00773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307082098483545666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialised Singapore Edition cups from Starbucks. (This pictures is dedicated to David.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaLDartdoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8YtiP8RQmH0/s1600-h/DSC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaLDartdoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8YtiP8RQmH0/s320/DSC00780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307082101721233026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Miga. David sent it to me from Canada. Thanks David for the wonderful gift. I made Miga a male chimera. (Supposed to be a female according to David.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaLDhOPEQI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ZomQTXh03N4/s1600-h/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaLDhOPEQI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ZomQTXh03N4/s320/DSC00781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307082103476654338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miga and Le Lapin. They're on my bed. I've never owned plushies before so these 2 are my first. And at the age of 21 (I know I'll be 22 this year but it's not for another 10 months so bugger off thanks!). Hurray for 2nd childhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm, that's about all. Oh, I almost forgot. This sunday I'll be going to the Victoria Bushfire Benefit Concert at the Sir John Clansey Auditorium at the University of New South Wales featuring performances by the Australia Ensemble @UNSW,   The Song Company with William Barton, Sydney Brass, TaikOz,   Taryn Fiebig, Diana Doherty, Kathryn Selby and more. I'll be going with Marvin. Should be fun if he mellows out a bit. Marvin is a wonderful guy but he's a bit too boisterous. I feel intimidated by him some times. But generally, he's nice. Marvin, behave yourself! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaLDOnyRkI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dyf8RLIUYWU/s1600-h/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-4562601316528384312?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/4562601316528384312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=4562601316528384312&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/4562601316528384312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/4562601316528384312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/02/exploration-this-sounds-like-fun.html' title='Exploration? This sounds like fun!'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SaaDzMDUjZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GSsCK7Fs2Xw/s72-c/DSC00772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-7872371094494550556</id><published>2009-02-12T03:49:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T04:50:17.725+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Escapades de Singapura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SZMGV92s9GI/AAAAAAAAAWs/x61doQV-Ouo/s1600-h/P090209_15.11%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301588160796226658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SZMGV92s9GI/AAAAAAAAAWs/x61doQV-Ouo/s320/P090209_15.11%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Queensway&lt;/span&gt; Shopping centre, opposite Alexandra Fire Station&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absence&lt;/span&gt;. I've been out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. I'll try to summarise things since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;there'd&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of bitch about if i didn't. Continuing with the second day of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kuching&lt;/span&gt; trip, it was raining &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. We went to visit the last one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;remaining&lt;/span&gt; from my grandparent's generation, my grand aunt. She's quite hilarious and in rather excellent condition given her age. We spent quite a while there. Spent a long time searching all over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kuching&lt;/span&gt; for this traditional delicacy called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kueh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jalah&lt;/span&gt; (I think that's how it spelt. That's how it sounds like anyways). Went to a relatively new shopping complex called Spring for dinner. The size wasn't too bad. Went back to my cousin's house and played with their 7 dogs while my niece had to get ready to go to bed for school tomorrow. My aunt brought us back home to rest.&lt;br /&gt;The following day we were scheduled to leave back to Singapore at 16 25 hours. We had lunch with my grandaunt at this restaurant called Heritage. It was pretty good. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; of food. I bought myself diamonds at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;DFS&lt;/span&gt;. Got back to Singapore around 17 30 hrs. The flight was pretty fast. Took a taxi to my uncle's place at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Timah&lt;/span&gt;. Their house is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;reaaalllly&lt;/span&gt; big! Had dinner at their place and caught up with my younger cousins. Went to bed early, had to go to church the next day.&lt;br /&gt;The church hall was renovated and was larger since the last time I was there. My dad had informed the pastor that we'd be in Singapore and going to church so there was no way my sister and I could have skipped church. We left after the service and went to Orchard. Met up with my cousin who's the same age as me. Had tea at Royal Copenhagen. It's my favourite tea place in Singapore. Had Earl Grey Tea with blueberry cheesecake and scones. It was really good. Caught "Bride Wars" before meeting up with my older sister for dinner at Great World City. We went to Crystal Jade for dinner. Picked up some stuff from her place and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we went to town, withdrew our daily allowance of S$200 and went shopping around. In the afternoon, went back to my NS camp with 2 of my camp mates to visit some of our officers. The new guys cold slack off so much, we were rather envious! In the evening, my sister went to meet her friend, and I had dinner with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Sukebe&lt;/span&gt;, Yang, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Sukebe's&lt;/span&gt; friend Gerald. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sukebe&lt;/span&gt; said he was hot. I trusted him. I was disappointed.) We had dinner at Din &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Tai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Fung&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Sukebe&lt;/span&gt; paid for me because he made me wait for him. :p After dinner, Gerald left and we had dessert at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Swensens&lt;/span&gt; with James. I left early because my little sister was waiting for me outside to catch a taxi back home.&lt;br /&gt;The next few days have been pretty much the same, out to the city, withdraw our allowance from our bank accounts, shop till our feet hurt, have dinner, come back home, sleep. Today (11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Feb) was slightly different. I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt; City, this massive shopping mall. I spent about... $140 on clothes today. It was fun. Had dinner with one of my friends, Alvin who works as a marketing executive for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt; City. On the way to Orchard road in the evening, I saw the hottest guy EVER! I kid you not, I have not seen anyone else who could "dethrone" him, no one in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;blogosphere&lt;/span&gt; could be a potential rival. It's as if he's in a totally different league. He was... WOW!! Tall (tallest guy in the train), flawless skin, VERY HOT BODY, well dressed, well groomed, everything just made him so much hotter. My eyes were fixated on him. I was a distance away so it wasn't that obvious. Which my heart was racing and body starting to quiver, there was an obnoxious lady that blocked my view with her head. I had a sudden urge to cut off her head for blocking my view of the Adonis. I was depressed to leave but it was my stop. Went to Zara and put some stuff on reservation. Reserved a long sleeved V neck t-shirt, a scarf and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt; with fur lining. Nothing like wearing a fake dead animal for winter. Had dinner with some friends and went walking around till it was around 2200 before going back home.&lt;br /&gt;So nothing much too interesting has happened except for Adonis. He was ... WOW!! That's all I can say. A true Adonis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Lurbs&lt;/span&gt; yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh and have a happy valentine's day. If you're alone and miserable, you can join my club and we can boycott V-Day together)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-7872371094494550556?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/7872371094494550556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=7872371094494550556&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7872371094494550556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7872371094494550556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/02/le-escapades-de-singapura.html' title='Le Escapades de Singapura'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SZMGV92s9GI/AAAAAAAAAWs/x61doQV-Ouo/s72-c/P090209_15.11%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-1573098678293250570</id><published>2009-02-05T03:02:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T03:02:58.321+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It has been a pretty long day. I got to Singapore on Sunday evening. Warm and humid, not my favourite combination! We had to transit in Darwin. That place is a serious crap hole! The only thing separating the international from domestic is a pathetic glass wall. The didn't have anything good in there at all. Well, their DFS did have Moet &amp;amp; Chandon and Dom Perrignon so I'll give them some credit for carrying it. But other than that, it was pretty sad. Once we landed in Singapore, we headed to the hotel. It was a really small room. But it was acceptable for the price we were paying for it. I would say it's relatively cheap. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The first &amp;quot;official&amp;quot; day we went there began with going to the Australian High Commission to get Bee Bee's expired visa sorted out. Had to pay $246 just for a stupid sticker in the passport. After that it was off to the bank! UOB bank was some ways off so we took the bus. We had our &amp;quot;fun savers&amp;quot; account still in tact there but that was eons ago! We couldn't close the account without our mum's signature but we managed to get a new pass book for the account. Our verification method was still recorded as our thumb print. We attempted to change that into our signature and withdrew $200 while we were at it. It was quite a long wait. I went to deposit some money into my other bank account and then we went shopping! I bought my Yves Saint Laurent L'Homme perfume. It is my signature scent. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SYm8JpgWzQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/p2BvOK7rcXg/s1600-h/Nouvel-Lhomme-YSL%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Nouvel-Lhomme-YSL" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SYm8KJZy19I/AAAAAAAAAWg/SJ5cnqkqBR4/Nouvel-Lhomme-YSL_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SYm8KkcbhhI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7G_P9MtLW3M/s1600-h/nd_734%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="nd_734" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SYm8LUdEdQI/AAAAAAAAAWo/l7RL_rPX8rQ/nd_734_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I've already got the limited edition barometer-dildo looking one so I got the other one with the metal cap instead. Bought Mushroom Swiss burgers from Burger King and went back to our room for lunch. It was heavenly! Haven't had mushroom swiss for ages! We rest for a bit and went to the Heeren for dinner with Kenji and Terren my army mates. The restaurant we wanted to go to, Lemongrass had closed that branch. We were so disappointed. I really missed that place! We went to Paragon to eat Din Tai Fung instead. After dinner we hung around Orchard. Terren sent us back to the hotel.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The next day we went to Bugis to meet up with James and Rachel. He &lt;a href="http://rainbowsjames.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-with-jonathan.html"&gt;blogged&lt;/a&gt; about it with pictures so I wouldn't go into too much details. He's a really nice guy :D I'm glad we got to meet without Sukebe. After that I had to go back to the hotel to freshen up and drop off our stuff. I went back to town to get the cake for Grandpa with some stuff we'd leave with my sister who was also staying there as we'd be leaving for Kuching in Malaysia on the 4th. I went to see a few salespeople I've made friends with while I was staying near Great World City while waiting to meet up with Lydia as she was coming back from work. I went to Kokoro and bought a box of Yubari Melon Chocolates for one of my relatives. Those chocolates are absolutely exquisite. They're not too sweet and have to soft aftertaste of melon. I've loved those chocolates since the first day I've tasted them. I also went to &amp;quot;That CD Shop&amp;quot;. They were having a limited edition release of house music from their own house label called &amp;quot;High Society&amp;quot;. It's music that's exclusively to the franchise. Their music director/compiler is Herri Something. I forgot his last name but I really like all the High Society cds he's released. I reserved one of the limited edition sets. It came in the most elegant box which a gold lock and key. That cost about $100 but I had a membership discount card which got me 5% off. I didn't buy it there and then because my sister would have a fit from me spending $100 on cds. We visited the grandparents. It didn't turn out as nasty as I thought it'd would. We had dinner together and Bee Bee and I headed back for the hotel after that. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We got up early to go to the bank again as we'd heading off to Kuching today. I've been withdrawing $200 per day from the UOB bank. So sad, I'm getting poor. We went to lucky plaza to look at cameras. Bee Bee bought a pretty good camera. I didn't buy anything today. We went to Daisou and I bought 2 japanese folding fans. I can do a proper geisha dance now :p We went back to our hotel to repack our stuff before heading to the airport. Oh, during breakfast at McDonalds, there was this pretty hot chinese guy in a long sleeve shirt and a bow tie with a LV bag (I could tell). We caught the plane to Kuching. It was a pretty short flight 1 Hr 20 mins. Wasn't too bad. We were stuck at the airport for a bit because we had calling difficulties contacting our relatives to pick us up. I called Alex but he still didn't come rescue me. What a mole! Anyways, I made it in piece and we went out for dinner and I just got back.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling really sleepy now, nite all,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yews long time!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-1573098678293250570?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/1573098678293250570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=1573098678293250570&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1573098678293250570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1573098678293250570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy :('/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SYm8KJZy19I/AAAAAAAAAWg/SJ5cnqkqBR4/s72-c/Nouvel-Lhomme-YSL_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-2424210694033861422</id><published>2009-01-24T20:33:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:57:01.828+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese New Year'/><title type='text'>How did it get to this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXrzRTUWN5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pD3t3fjGECw/s1600-h/n741948032_1913364_5472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXrzRTUWN5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pD3t3fjGECw/s320/n741948032_1913364_5472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294811790496380818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXrzRTUWN5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pD3t3fjGECw/s1600-h/n741948032_1913364_5472.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been absolutely devastating... It feels as if the fires of hell itself erupted from a scorching cravace and engulfed us all in what seemed to be an eternal conflagration. I managed to seek refuge from this blazing inferno in the wonderfully sanctuary of the law library with it's central air conditioning! It was absolute bliss! While it was a searing 41 degrees outside, I was nice and cosy in the meticulously regulated 24 degrees study area. I was working on the past paper from 2005. It was meant to be 3 hrs long but I took a long time to actually get it done. I worked till Question 6 and went for lunch with Klement who came to study with me. He lived on campus anyways, so it was pretty convenient for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for lunch at about 12 30 hrs. It was so freaking hot. We dropped off our stuff at his dorm and walked down Kingsford in the blistering heat, deliberating on what to eat. We ended up having Vietnamese for lunch. Both of us ordered the Pho Tai Nam (I think that's what it's called. The raw beef rice noodle soup). The proprietor was kind enough to explain how to "eat" the noodles, at least, she would be kind if she didn't appear so patronizing... Well, she had a problem with the air conditioner because it wasn't cold at all. We finally figured out that she had the silly thing on "heater" mode. We rectified it for her and got on with lunch. We made a quick stop to get bubble tea from Easy Way and made our way back to Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by his dorm to pick up our stuff before heading back to the library. As I was coming back, I thought I saw someone familiar. I wasn't sure if I knew him or not but I checked my phone to see if he had tried calling me but I didn't receive any calls or texts so I just continued walking up the stairs to the library. I tried to study but I had quite a number of toilet breaks. I felt like I was pregnant, having to shuttle to and fro. I kept working on the paper till about 1650 when the library was closing. I was so depressed from the crap-shack of an attempt at the chemistry paper and I dreaded having to leave the comfort of the air condioner. They wouldn't be open till Tuesday. Sigh... My bag was really heavy with my laptop and chemistry folder. I had to wait for about 40 minutes in the heat wave till the bus came. By the time I had alighted near my house, the sweltering heat had started to dissipate. I was starting to feel a bit better but still depressed from the past paper... I don't know if I'll be prepared by Thursday for both Biology and Chemistry... Sigh... I'm so screwed... Oh and Happy Chinese New Year to everyone in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXrzRS4qLxI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FITevbO_yM8/s1600-h/n741948032_1913357_3569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXrzRS4qLxI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FITevbO_yM8/s320/n741948032_1913357_3569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294811790380248850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Once again, Happy CNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-2424210694033861422?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/2424210694033861422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=2424210694033861422&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2424210694033861422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2424210694033861422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-did-it-get-to-this.html' title='How did it get to this...'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXrzRTUWN5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pD3t3fjGECw/s72-c/n741948032_1913364_5472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-3958538195708138855</id><published>2009-01-20T15:25:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:42:08.847+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Tired Again</title><content type='html'>Hello again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a relatively tiring day. I spent a ridculously long time going through a peer-reviewed review article for my essay. "HMGB1 Mediates Endogenous TLR2 Activation and Brain Tumour Regression" from the Public Library of Science. 3 letters pretty much sums up the whole article. W.T.F.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a happy little picture of green chimeric mice for you&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXVTO7H6G-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TgOs2gnhgnw/s1600-h/10.1371_journal.pmed.1000010.g002-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXVTO7H6G-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TgOs2gnhgnw/s320/10.1371_journal.pmed.1000010.g002-M.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293228452898020322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little mice are happy to see you. They've been injected with Brain Tumours, yay! Ever article I read bored me to tears. But I managed to somewhat complete the essay with just 1 referral to a cited article regarding &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Combined Immunostimulation and Conditional Cytotoxic Gene Therapy Provide Long-term Survival in a Large Glioma Model" Yes, these were also injected into the happy little green mice. There was another chart on happy little red chimeric mice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lectures today weren't that bad. It was really about genetic variations and stuff like that. The second lecture was pretty simple as it was more about hereditary traits and a revision of Meiosis I and II. I got my first essay back, I got 6/6! yay! Some of the other people didn't do as well though but it was a good thing no one failed. I confirmed my schedule regarding the Biology exam. I'll have to sit for it after the 3 hr biology lab next Thursday. There is also a revision test before the lab. I'm having a heart attack from the overwhelming joy... So in summary, 1 biology test, 1 biology exam on Thursday, and my Chemistry exam on Friday (most probably). Pardon me dearies if i start becoming incomprehensive and emo in the next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Foreword: The following paragraph might be fairly incomprehensible as it'll just be mindless bitching about the trouble trying to get a form signed between two different faculties)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lectures today, I had to run around lower campus to get the clash of timetable form signed by the respective course authorities. Thankfully, the lecturer in-charge of Biochemistry was one of my lecturers for the Biology course I'm taking now. She's such a nice lady. I'm glad that she'll be teaching me again next semester. The other course is Calculus for Life Science. That one was the one that caused me the most trouble. Had to get to the 3rd floor of the crappy maths building, find the old lady to look at my form, fill in another form (which I didn't have to do for Biochem), only to find out that I'm supposed to have enrolled in Biochem first, so I had to rush down to the Math Computer Labs to get myself enrolled since her lunch break is in 15 mins. I thought that'd be the end of my worries once I got down to the math labs, to my dismay, my user id and password wasn't accepted... I had to rush to the next nearest available computer, I quickly made my way to the law library when I realised that I could have used the computer at the Science Student office just opposite the maths building. I backtracked and got myself officially enrolled online into Biochem at the SSO and got back to the maths building with 5 mins to spare. When I got to the old lady's office, I found myself staring at a locked office. I was like "WTH, she said lunch was at 1 pm, why did she leave at 12:55?!?" Disappointed, I headed out to the reception and I found her hiding behind the computer monitor, trying to figure out a problem for her colleagues. I thought, "Phew! She's still here." After waiting for another 5 minutes, she gave up and we went back to her office to get my enrolment done. I was sadly mistaken, thinking that it was the end. She needed me to print out my timetable to find out the tutorial and lab timings... I was thinking to myself "omg... why didn't you tell me earlier!?!?!" There wasn't enough time for me to get it done as she was going for lunch so I just gave up and told her I'd be back tomorrow during the short breaks I've got in between Chemistry lectures. I felt so fatigued having to shuttle back and forth between buildings and offices in blistering 31 degree Australian heat... I went to Law Library to chill for a bit while I was waiting for papi to reach Kingsford. We were going to the club to have steak for lunch again. There were a few hot guys walking around today. I'm quite satisfied that I managed to turn their heads as I sauntered past with my usual genteel smile and demure facade. Under all that, I was actually swearing in my head from the insufferable heat.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was good as always, Papi and I discussed where I was going to stay in Singapore as Grandpa has become somewhat of an unhappy grouch. I was thinking of staying with my uncle at Bukit Timah which is as inaccessible as it is posh. His mansion is pretty nice! Papi started talking about "the best thing to do" vs "the right thing to do". Basically, he wants me to stay with grumpy grandpa even though there's a chance things could turn very ugly... I will really be needing all my skills in maintaining a porcelain smile while masking my emotions as I get verbally abused... It hurts alot more that he's my grandfather but it'll be a test of the extent of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough of bitching about things which are still some ways off... It's hot, I'm tired, I'm getting naked, I'm taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-3958538195708138855?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/3958538195708138855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=3958538195708138855&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/3958538195708138855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/3958538195708138855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/tired-again.html' title='Tired Again'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXVTO7H6G-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TgOs2gnhgnw/s72-c/10.1371_journal.pmed.1000010.g002-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-6895626622676186575</id><published>2009-01-18T15:13:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:17:49.805+11:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, what happened to my hair?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXKsamgeInI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HdAveDfAV4s/s1600-h/55%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="55" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="55" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXKsbRor2lI/AAAAAAAAAVU/A1E6bek_FlE/55_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="175" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXKscT-W2JI/AAAAAAAAAVY/69Ap8gW8TKw/s1600-h/chacecrawford3%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="chacecrawford3" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="chacecrawford3" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXKsc2TY6-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/hxc7GoJkokQ/chacecrawford3_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I basically narrowed my preferred hairstyle to these 2.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For the cute Asian guy’s hairstyle, sadly, my hair wasn’t long enough yet so I though, alright, it’s Summer now and hot as hell, I’ll save that hairstyle for Winter. It would go well with my Winter wardrobe. So hottie Chase Crawford’s hairstyle it is! I told the hairstylist that I’d like to keep my fringe and sideburns longer because it’s more versatile (for the occasional emo look with the black skinny jeans). The hairstylist just took a glance at the picture and I thought to myself, wow, he must either be very good or I’m in for a hell of a month of horrendous hair… On with the snipping, my lovely locks floated onto the tiled floor like autumn leaves. At the start, things were looking optimistic but alas, the massacre that ensued was utterly … disappointing… Not only had he given me the same hairstyle as the last 3 times I’ve been there, he had chopped off my lustrous fringe. To summarise everything, no Chase Crawford hairstyle, no fringe… When I asked which picture of the 2 pictures I had shown him earlier did this hairstyle he gave me resemble, he seemed relatively lost for words and pulled off a “it’s a bit of an in between. Guy’s hairstyle are almost the same, it’s just the method of styling.” I think that was the conversation that was going on. I was too disillusioned to remember the exact words. I will have to make do with what I’ve got for now. Hopefully by the time it grows longer, I’ll be able to mimic the Chase Crawford style. For the time being, it’s distasteful hair for me… I’ll have to use all my skills to try to create something presentable out of this mess… I don’t hate the haircut per se, it’s just not what I wanted though… :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The date with &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; was cancelled. He did apologise for it and I completely understand his position. It will be highly unlikely for me to meet him again until I return from Singapore. Oh well, c’est la vie… I had a chat with Marvin last night. Avoid him at all cost! He’s so mean to me! ahahaha, just joking Marvz. He’s a pretty interesting fella. He labelled me an East Side Snob. I’m rather hurt from his defamatory dictum! Well, at least I'm not a … I think he put it was West Side Idiots… Can’t remember : )&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The one in black is the first style I tried when I got home last night. The one where I’m in blue is a more toned down style I was trying today. Probably would look better if I had a longer fringe… I was using my Audio Technical Asadazakura wood ear-fit head phones in the picture. I don’t have the heart to bring that out of the house. I’d cry it someone scratched it :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:9aca90e8-a880-4b59-8d70-71960b10375b" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline; float: none;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ;" href="http://cid-ae9e3ec8979998ee.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=AE9E3EC8979998EE%21441&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" alt="View hair cut jan 09" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXKsdup3DEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/uXmBqUqIMtw/InlineRepresentationda405614-69ea-4580-a4d1-39ca7dc4d464.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width: 340px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-ae9e3ec8979998ee.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=AE9E3EC8979998EE%21441&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have to get my crappy essay for Biology done :( This should be the last essay assignment for Summer Term. But I’m going to go take a nap now… Feeling rather sleepy… Colour of contact lenses for the next 2 weeks : Green&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all for now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-6895626622676186575?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/6895626622676186575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=6895626622676186575&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6895626622676186575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6895626622676186575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-what-happened-to-my-hair.html' title='OMG, what happened to my hair?!?!'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXKsbRor2lI/AAAAAAAAAVU/A1E6bek_FlE/s72-c/55_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-611408873623171061</id><published>2009-01-17T15:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:52:35.203+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'>Which to pick?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;With too many choices, things get complicated. It’s such a bitch to pick really… University time table for Semester 1 2009 is really screwed up, I will really need to get that sorted out soon… As for my haircut, I’ve found a few pictures of what I think I might like to try. Will get the hair stylist to give me his best opinion.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:7f35da80-761a-4369-9b9d-6994a7b085b7" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; width: 348px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-ae9e3ec8979998ee.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=AE9E3EC8979998EE!434&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Haircut 17.01" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXFkERXcB7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/ADNcpgDpYYg/InlineRepresentationcdd7ce9d-6bde-4318-86a1-bf558838fbf9%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:340px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-ae9e3ec8979998ee.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=AE9E3EC8979998EE!434&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They’re all medium – long in hair length. So yea, will have to see if my current hair length will be suffice and all those other nitty-gritty factors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tonight’s date with &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; might be cancelled. He has some problems with a $500,000 deal caused by one of the staff members so he has to go do some damage control. I might see him, I might not. As long as I’m still in the city and he’s available. Today is sorta my “last night of freedom” before a massive cramming session for this Summer term’s exams. I will be sitting for my exams prior to the scheduled date so yea… it’s a real bitch. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I’m feeling really tired now. Might go get some rest before I go for my haircut. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-611408873623171061?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/611408873623171061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=611408873623171061&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/611408873623171061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/611408873623171061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/which-to-pick.html' title='Which to pick?'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SXFkERXcB7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/ADNcpgDpYYg/s72-c/InlineRepresentationcdd7ce9d-6bde-4318-86a1-bf558838fbf9%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-3593341272069933775</id><published>2009-01-15T00:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:08:45.954+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><title type='text'>Overdue Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi all,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SW3j2mKwh0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/_-EQND4_inU/s1600-h/Picture%2026011%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Picture 26011" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="320" alt="Picture 26011" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SW3j3I5YmnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/jbxt6yq5DCo/Picture%2026011_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dilemma! To get a haircut or not! This was back when my hair was still somewhat shorter and possible to style. Now it’s … longer…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh and I’ve decided to do this “more about myself” post thing that most of the other bloggers have already done. Yes, I like to be fashionably late :p First, some interesting updates. I’ve got hot guys for lecturers for Biology and Chemistry! Woohoo! Looks like it’s going to be a somewhat interesting series of lectures! The guy doing the organic chemistry lectures is so vocally flamboyant! I luuurve him to bits! He used “analy retentive” and “bitch” and was complaining about the air conditioner not working in the lecture theatre and he actually took actions on that! We were near asphyxiation in the furnace of a lecture theatre this morning but he swapped the venues of the second lecture to the theatre in the Law building. That building rocks my socks! Everything is so… new! Next on the agenda, I will be going out on another date with &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; this Saturday. I don’t know whether it will work out or not but at the moment, my heart is still locked away. We’ll see how things go. Ok, so on to the main feature!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Name: Teo H.B. Jonathan David      &lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Singapore       &lt;br /&gt;Current Location: Sydney, New South Wales, Australia       &lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour: Brown       &lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour: Brown with a bit of lighter brown highlights and dark brown roots (hair regrowth)       &lt;br /&gt;Height: Taller than Sukebe       &lt;br /&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed: Right handed       &lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Chinese, Partially Thai, Partially Peranakan, Partially European from Guan Yin Ma knows where (All these partially bits are rather diluted blood I think. I’m still discovering about more “bits”. Apparently, I’m the product of a massive gene amalgamation.)       &lt;br /&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today: Converse high tops “Explicit Content”       &lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness: Indifference       &lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: Insects :p       &lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: BBQ Meat Lovers~ I looooove my meat ; )       &lt;br /&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Some rich sugar daddy to buy me my penthouse apartment suite at Darling Harbour.       &lt;br /&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: Lol/Lurbs yew long time       &lt;br /&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up:&amp;#160; “I should have slept earlier… WTH was I doing up so late last night…”       &lt;br /&gt;Your Best Physical Feature: I’m a humble little Nonya girl, no best physical features but Willy Mummy says it’s my lips? &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; says it’s my smile and eyes but then again, he says I’m cute all the time. He’s supposed to be using flattery in these sort of situations isn’t he?       &lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime: 0100 – 0200 hrs       &lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: Every memory is precious.       &lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Coke       &lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King~ I love Mushroom Swiss!       &lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Single       &lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton Iced Peach Tea       &lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate       &lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: Cappuccino       &lt;br /&gt;Do you Smoke: I smoke sausages ; ) I’ll leave you to interpret that.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you Swear: I don’t swear that much.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you Sing: When no one is listening       &lt;br /&gt;Do you Shower Daily: Definitely! Probably more than a normal person should. Ever wonder why Australia is having a water shortage? Well, now you know :p       &lt;br /&gt;Have you Been in Love: Crushes, yes. True-pure-selfless-noble-gallant type love? I don’t believe I’ve tried that yet.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to go to College: I’m currently studying at the University of New South Wales.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get Married: Perhaps.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in yourself: Depends on the situation. I’m pretty realistic most of the time.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness: Never experienced it.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are Attractive: I’m a humble little Nonya girl, I blush at such questions. *blush behind a fabric fan*       &lt;br /&gt;Are you a Health Freak: Pretty much although I do indulge in sinful decadence once in a while.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your Parents: I somehow feel distant from them after I got back from NS.       &lt;br /&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms: Yes! I love thunderstorms!!       &lt;br /&gt;Do you play an Instrument: Alto Saxophone, Clarinet. I was thinking of learning the Cello. Such a sexy instrument, fits snugly in between my legs ; )       &lt;br /&gt;Ever been Drunk: Nearly, but never lost myself to the point where I couldn’t remember what I was did.       &lt;br /&gt;Ever been called a Tease: No. I’m brutally honest, well, when the time calls for it =p       &lt;br /&gt;Ever been Beaten up: No one has ever beaten me up.       &lt;br /&gt;Ever Shoplifted: No, a humble little Nonya girl like me comes from a good family. Theft would bring shame upon the family name. *blush behind the fabric fan again*       &lt;br /&gt;How do you want to Die: When I’m 30 years old, painlessly in my sleep.       &lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up:&amp;#160; “When I grow up I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star, I wanna be in movies!       &lt;br /&gt;When I grow up I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have groupies!       &lt;br /&gt;When I grow up, be on TV, people know me, be on magazines!       &lt;br /&gt;When I grow up, Fresh and clean, number one chick when I step out on the scene !”      &lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to Visit: Japan, Milan, Paris, London, Dubai, and a lot more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-3593341272069933775?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/3593341272069933775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=3593341272069933775&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/3593341272069933775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/3593341272069933775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/overdue-post.html' title='Overdue Post'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SW3j3I5YmnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/jbxt6yq5DCo/s72-c/Picture%2026011_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-9074704856963682357</id><published>2009-01-13T18:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:39:15.747+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camwhoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>No more Mahjullah Singapura, Here comes Advance Australia Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have been thinking about this matter for quite some time. My Dad and younger sister have decided to give up their Singapore citizenship for an Australian one. Dad would have to sell the family property in Singapore and would be able to take out his CPF which is a reasonably large sum. The next course of action is to purchase a property here. At the moment, not too much pressure has been exerted for me to follow suit but Mum did suggest that I consider that alternative as University fees would be cheaper (I’ll get 20% discount if I pay upfront or I could opt for H.E.C.S which means I don’t pay for my Uni fees until I get an income over a certain amount.)&amp;#160; As she said, I don’t have anything tying me to Singapore. The pay in Australia is much higher than it would be in Singapore, and even if I was posted back to Singapore to work, it’d be as an expat which means I’d be earning more than a local anyways. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mum’s right, I don’t have any assets tying me to Singapore but I do have sentiments and memories. I grew up in Singapore. Played in the bacteria infested sandy playground. Cried when I was late for Primary school Had the occasional mishaps here and there. Met wonderful people. Met not-so-wonderful people. Went through the hell that is the Singaporean Education System. My first crush was in Singapore. My first breath of air was in Singapore. Just thinking back to my childhood embarrassingly brings tears to my eyes. A flood of snippets from that time period just hit me like a brick wall. I can’t remember too much of the details because I’ve got other things on my mind at the moment but they are all fragments of my past. I am who I am, partially, because of that. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I found some of my baby pictures. They’re quite embarrassing but it’s funny and nostalgic at the same time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxE8Jby53I/AAAAAAAAAT8/QY45rzQ3s5Q/s1600-h/007%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxE8Jby53I/AAAAAAAAAUA/-Smz7zf5ncU/s1600-h/007%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="007" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="187" alt="007" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxE9ifsCoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/V8RS5UwTzg8/007_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; We caught the scent of McDonalds! I’m the one in the middle by the way… &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxE-QWRfCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/U2TI0WmCm10/s1600-h/004%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxE-QWRfCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/buxRqGX27zU/s1600-h/004%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="004" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="004" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxE_j9qVrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eVMKnIzolJk/004_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Trained assassins since we were old enough to walk :p &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFATy_mOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/-QC4EU4Vr_Q/s1600-h/Dscn2128%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFATy_mOI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EGF4HrPFWjw/s1600-h/Dscn2128%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Dscn2128" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="173" alt="Dscn2128" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFBlLwe3I/AAAAAAAAAUc/5ZaBLT78DN0/Dscn2128_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; My giraffe outfit. I had the most mischievous grin ever! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFCVcyAvI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Wjlh4AYwdM0/s1600-h/Dscn2133%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFCVcyAvI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PRdc7nnyYwk/s1600-h/Dscn2133%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Dscn2133" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="Dscn2133" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFDtu2IKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qDUFWclkTLE/Dscn2133_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; My little sister and me! She was still cute back then.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I came to Sydney before I collected my IC. That was ages ago. Since then I’ve made new friends, almost gotten used to the life here, still swear every now and then that the shops close way too early, I have become accustomed to Australia. It was only after I had completed Year 12 of high school that I had to return to Singapore for conscription. I remembered back then I was terrified. I had never been away from my family before. The loneliness was something I was unfamiliar with and not willing to try. My worst fear was about my sexuality. This may sound silly but there are no doors in the army showers. I feared the homophobia that might develop if I was “blacklisted” as “one of them”. (Thankfully I got posted to SCDF! Hurray for showers with doors!) To this day, no one has seen me completely nude since puberty. Not even the doctors during the medical checkups for enlistment. I have been spared the humiliation of having to “cough”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFEi1qh5I/AAAAAAAAAUs/DrQmTcN2zhU/s1600-h/411395088_35df4cbed3%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="411395088_35df4cbed3" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="411395088_35df4cbed3" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFFCSfIHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ueIhnQW4xGU/411395088_35df4cbed3_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; I wouldn’t mind being the doctor in this situation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life in C.D. has been quite an eye opener. No offence to the army guys, C.D. doesn’t train us to kill imaginary enemies, they train us to save real lives. Our basic training involved the same regimentation, the same shitty barber that shaves off your hair against your wishes and you still have to end up paying for it yourself, same hours spent leaning over boots with Kiwi, furiously polishing away for the next days’ foot drill, same stupid route marches, same hours of sweat in the sun (except mine was pretty much either in camp or in the furnace or the Mandai training village). I never got to shoot a rifle during NS though but I’ve got to see amputated limbs, twisted piles of flesh stuck between the wheels of the train and the railway tracks, road traffic accident cases, suicide cases with both good and bad endings.&amp;#160; I’ve made very close friends during the biggest waste of 2 years of my life. It was only when I was posted out together to the Public Affairs Branch to the the pioneer batch of Public Education Instructors with 4 other guys that I realised, I wasn’t alone. Out of the 5 of us, 3 of us were here on our own. One was from Hong Kong/UK and the other was from Japan/KL/Germany and there was me. The other 2 had their families in Singapore with them but we still went through the shit together without too much unpleasantness. We progressed from nearly-bald recruits through the ranks to private, lance corporal and finally corporal. I was meant to get to Sergeant but due to some medical conditions and the changes in directive, unable to despite my head of department’s expression of displeasure to HQ. Oh well, I didn’t really mind all that much. It was almost over anyways. I would have had to go for another course to become Sergeant anyways. =) During that time I got up to a lot of shenanigans. I had my first alcoholic drink in Singapore (I do not like beer!) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFGfK1j-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/807wHgRKau0/s1600-h/jon%20drinking%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="jon drinking" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="jon drinking" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFGx1UyyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/n8WXxdy0tXU/jon%20drinking_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;With a ciggie in hand (it’s not mine! Honest!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFIGahmBI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Zb3HloKNMFE/s1600-h/jon%20drinking%202%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#cccccc" size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="jon drinking 2" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="jon drinking 2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxFIkNTv8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/yKjRXgJ47L0/jon%20drinking%202_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; I couldn’t stop laughing when he tried to get me to take a picture.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Apart from drinking, I went to my first gay club in Singapore, did a strip dance, pole dance and a lot of sliding down poles (thanks to C.D. for that). It was a lot of fun. Treasured memories.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh time for dinner now, I hope this little trip down memory lane has been as entertaining for you as it has been nostalgic for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-9074704856963682357?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/9074704856963682357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=9074704856963682357&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/9074704856963682357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/9074704856963682357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-more-mahjullah-singapura-here-comes.html' title='No more Mahjullah Singapura, Here comes Advance Australia Fair'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWxE9ifsCoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/V8RS5UwTzg8/s72-c/007_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-6017491202553047353</id><published>2009-01-12T03:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T03:23:12.042+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='女形'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Despondency</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi ya’ll,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sorry for not blogging in a while. It’s been pretty hectic for the first week back at Uni’s Summer Term. The holidays are way too short! Absolutely outrageous! Biology has been as fun as always (labs are fun, lectures are fun for sleeping although sleeping during a lecture was never my intention). Chemistry on the other hand has been quite a&amp;#160; depressing wreck. Within 2 days, we covered thermodynamics. Usually this would take about 1 week I’m estimating during the normal semester. What a fool I was to think I could tackle this colossal undertaking which under normal circumstances would already prove to be a challenge, furthermore, with a Biology as another one of my core subjects on top of it! On a more positive note, Summer Term ends on the 30th January. Alluding to the melancholy that comes so lovingly attached to this brief flicker of happiness are the final exams. Chemistry and Biology to be scheduled on the 2nd and 4th of February respectively, I’ve had no choice but to request to sit for the exams on an earlier date due to my flight plans to Singapore on the 1st February. This is entirely THEIR FAULT! It was clearly stated on the University Calendar that Summer Term was to end on the 30th January 2009. With this, it means I’ll need to be packed for Singapore as well as fully prepared for my exams before the 30th. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve spent the whole of this weekend attempting to complete Chemistry tutorial 7. I spent 4 hours mulling over 8e which dealt with equivalence points. That was the most depressing 4 hours in quite a while. Each failed attempt to obtain results that corresponded with the provided answer just brought me ever so much closer to the dark side… After getting distracted from a Skype conversation with David, I decided to concede to failure and move onto the 8f which was so much more easier. I decided to revisit my old friend, 8e. The next 10 minutes were … magical! I felt like screaming “Eureka”! I finally cracked the devious bastard! Victory is mine! I adjourned to the kitchen for some victory ice-cream as the weather was unfathomably sweltering! To think it was only 21 degrees yesterday! Bliss is indeed short-lived… My celebrated triumph over the Machiavellian 8e was reminiscent of the weather when up from the ashes of vanquished 8e arose question 9! Oh My Guan Yin Ma! Somebody save me! Along with my victory ice-cream, my happiness melted away… After attempting the confounded question about 10 times in 2 hours, I’ve decided to acquiesce to defeat. Failure seems to have taken a liking to me and we’re becoming more than just acquaintances. I feel a love-love-Daren-Kevin type relationship with Failure coming along… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow/today/Monday, I’ll have to prepare for my Biology test on enzymes on Tuesday. God, I have no idea what to study for. This freaking sucks… And on top of that, I still have tutorial 8 to get done, and get a proper education in Thermodynamics. What the heck is E°red?!?!&amp;#160; This week will be organic chemistry. I am royally screwed… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Digressing from my epic tale of the love-hate relationship I have with Chemistry, I did managed to chat with &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; today. We webcammed for a bit while I was raptured into Chemistry heaven! He makes me smile with his entertaining attempts at flirtation. Well, I’m not going to say too much about what “stuff” went on in our conversation but I might most probably see him again this Friday after lectures or on Saturday. Confirmations have yet to be made but the prospects seems in favour of this decision. Oh, and I bought a new Logitech keyboard online. It’s sleek and has illuminated laser etched keys! Now I can type in the dark! Typing in the middle of the night has never been more fun! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I found some camwhoring pictures I took a while back when I was bored and it was hot. And a gay skanky pose I pulled while camming with David.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWocmXMZwHI/AAAAAAAAATc/8Xs7_DRi65U/s1600-h/DSC005951%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC005951" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="DSC005951" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWocoFjx82I/AAAAAAAAATg/YD-D7gHpeEo/DSC005951_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Depressed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWocp9Ew5GI/AAAAAAAAATk/HbSDL71-VJ0/s1600-h/DSC006061%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC006061" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="DSC006061" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWocx5gejPI/AAAAAAAAATo/jUcyWUcpbpg/DSC006061_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; I don’t usually dress this slutty, it was just really hot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWoc1fcWBCI/AAAAAAAAATs/ZLew3-1vob4/s1600-h/DSC006351%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC006351" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="320" alt="DSC006351" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWoc40Go6iI/AAAAAAAAATw/uQTRjsstk_0/DSC006351_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Come closer and I shall whisper sweet nothings in your ear, beware, for it may be the last thing you’d ever hear.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWoc6Khn2_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/PP_sskMOTcE/s1600-h/DSC006431%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC006431" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="320" alt="DSC006431" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWoc7TQNtoI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bAeHtpTmBAw/DSC006431_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; The façade that hides the turmoil within&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;That’s all for today. I’ll try to take more interesting pictures. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-6017491202553047353?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/6017491202553047353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=6017491202553047353&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6017491202553047353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6017491202553047353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/despondency.html' title='Despondency'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWocoFjx82I/AAAAAAAAATg/YD-D7gHpeEo/s72-c/DSC005951_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-8954010955231419290</id><published>2009-01-08T02:04:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T02:04:09.484+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know it’s not exactly accurate to the hour, but I’d like to wish my two online mothers a wonderful Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday Mummy Willy and Mummy Daren! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some have dedicated moving poems, others have magnificent works of art, yet I have none for you, except my heart as a friend. These past few months that I have known you have been absolutely delightful. I’ve never laughed so hard or looked forward to seeing a bunch of people online to talk crap with so much in my life.&amp;#160; I wish you lasting satisfaction and happiness in your life and undying love. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is no birthday song, but I thought it was pretty nice so this is for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:1069a8eb-4e83-4795-96ae-6dbaa562a869" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="a0fb058c-510f-486c-9cad-cbf1993cc125" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08NzDB_i3bw&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWTEYVaqyVI/AAAAAAAAATY/XQncDMii8_I/video26bf2aac3371%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('a0fb058c-510f-486c-9cad-cbf1993cc125'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/08NzDB_i3bw&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/08NzDB_i3bw&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Once again, Happy Birthday! Lurbs yew long long time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Best Wishes and Best Regards and Lotsa Lurbs,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-8954010955231419290?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/8954010955231419290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=8954010955231419290&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8954010955231419290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8954010955231419290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWTEYVaqyVI/AAAAAAAAATY/XQncDMii8_I/s72-c/video26bf2aac3371%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-7269235786678514291</id><published>2009-01-07T09:11:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T09:32:56.785+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Lack of Sleep</title><content type='html'>ZzZzZzZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I really feel like doing at the moment. I only managed to get 5 hours of sleep. Sleep cycle was interrupted, feeling rather dead at the moment... Abs hurt from excessive exercising... Waiting for lectures to start at 10 00 hrs... Now 09 12 hrs... Table too dirty to sleep... Incoherent thoughts... Somebody Save Me playing on the IPod now... Need something to do till lectures start... Reading blogs... &lt;a href="http://willylamtw-diary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Willy's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://keeferealization.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daren's&lt;/a&gt; blogs makes me smile...Chasing Cars now playing on IPod... Going to try to find somewhere to take a snooze... Might try Dalton Computer Lab... Sadly no Internet access there... This keyboard feels icky... Need to go wash my hands soon... Sleepy... Nothing else to bitch about... Chatting with Willy on eBuddy in the law library... Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-7269235786678514291?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/7269235786678514291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=7269235786678514291&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7269235786678514291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7269235786678514291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/lack-of-sleep.html' title='Lack of Sleep'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-1186581512255030238</id><published>2009-01-07T01:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:47:41.316+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='女形'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='早乙女太一'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kabuki'/><title type='text'>Hellish Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello all,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve been relatively lazy in updating my blog. Nothing substantial to bitch about anyways. I figured, I might as well bitch about the thing that’s most annoying at the moment. The votes are in, a landslide victory goes to this confounded heat! Today’s temperature was about 31 degrees Celsius.&amp;#160; To some people, this may not seem like much, to me, I feel like I’m in a conflagration. This sweltering inferno has induced slothfulness and stupor in everyone here. Unlike in Singapore where everywhere one can find relief from the heat in just a few steps into a shopping mall, Sydney does not have the luxury to such amenities. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today in biology lecture, I fell asleep, in both lectures. I didn’t sleep throughout the lectures, thankfully. I was sitting up the front as well. But I wasn’t the only one who had trouble staying awake. The air conditioner exuded a soothing flow of cool air which lulled everyone in the room to a light slumber. We awoke occasionally but always at the critical moment where notes from the screen were required to be taken down as they were omitted from the lecture handouts. To summarise the lectures in a nutshell, first lecture was about metabolism – catabolism &amp;amp; anabolism. The second lecture was about the protozoan &lt;em&gt;Giardia. &lt;/em&gt;We saw video clips and pictures of the parasite. It was most fascinating! It had 4 pairs of flagella and 2 nuclei! Sadly, we still succumbed to the&amp;#160; pacifying effect of the air conditioner. Lectures ended at 12 00 hrs today. Uni was quite packed today as it was Info day for all the new students that would be starting this coming semester. Everyone looked so young, freshly popped out from high school. Oh well… Good luck to them!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went off to the city and got to JB Hi-fi at the Strand. Bought my IPod Nano 4th Gen case. It was quite a deliberation to decide which colour to pick. Both were pretty matched but in the end, I picked Silver as it had the most contrast with the carbon black colour of my IPod. At the bus stop on the way home, I met Dad. I was caught red-handed gallivanting after Uni. Crap! But he wasn’t too mad. He was just slightly irked that I didn’t tell him beforehand as he had a $30 gift card for JB Hi-fi and I could have used it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, we got to Kingsford and we went to pick up the car and drove to the club for lunch. We had medium-rare sirloin steak which vegetables and chips. It was really good. I love the steak there. It was succulent and the gravy was&amp;#160; most palatable. Kudos to the chefs! It has been a while since we went to the club for lunch. Dad seized the opportunity to renew his membership anyways. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We headed to East Gardens to go pick up Bee Bee from work. Did some window shopping before coming back home. Spent most of the time uploading stuff into my IPod. It seems like I’m the only anomalous person that is into traditional Japanese theatre. I was desperately trying to convert 早乙女太一 妖艶絵巻 Scene of Heaven into a compatible format for the IPod.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:21f293e6-8fec-4ef8-b894-aef37a9b4093" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="560aa8cb-a8ca-4996-9c25-22b877241fb5" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FUtDr-_sKhY&amp;amp;feature=channel_page" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWNvCTCvmkI/AAAAAAAAATU/-LtzKpEm9uQ/video6adb01862956%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('560aa8cb-a8ca-4996-9c25-22b877241fb5'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/FUtDr-_sKhY&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/FUtDr-_sKhY&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know how many of you will actually like this performance but I am in rapture every time I watch 早乙女太一 perform. Exquisite skills for a 16/17 year old. Oh, and this is a 女形 (female role specialist) type kabuki performance with a slightly modern twist, as can be felt in the music and the speed of the movements. Nonetheless, the movements are still fluid and graceful. This really doesn’t do justice to 早乙女太一 so I might do a proper blog entry about this marvellous performer. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, time to sleep now. Chemistry day tomorrow…. Feeling sick already. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-1186581512255030238?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/1186581512255030238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=1186581512255030238&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1186581512255030238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1186581512255030238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/hellish-heat.html' title='Hellish Heat'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SWNvCTCvmkI/AAAAAAAAATU/-LtzKpEm9uQ/s72-c/video6adb01862956%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-5007932736781556441</id><published>2009-01-04T04:56:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:56:57.414+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had my first date today with this scrumptious Aussie guy, let’s just call him &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; for now. Anyways, I got up at 0830 hr today with only 4 hours of sleep because I was worried about a friend last night. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I had to leave the house to catch the 0930 bus to the city. It was pretty crowded today. I think there’s some footy match going on at Moore Park. Oh well, I felt so tired. Got off at David Jones at 1045. My appointment was at 11 00 but I went earlier anyways and had was out by 11 30. Sarah C did a very thorough job today. Maybe it’s because I was the first customer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I went off to QVB after that to pick up my stuff from L’Occitane. After that I went hunting for diamonds as a gift for &lt;em&gt;A. &lt;/em&gt;Finally found a place which sold them in the size I wanted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SV-m42AarCI/AAAAAAAAATM/cx2NV6J1RUE/s1600-h/emporio-armani-diamonds-cologne-men%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="emporio-armani-diamonds-cologne-men" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="172" alt="emporio-armani-diamonds-cologne-men" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SV-m6Eb5R0I/AAAAAAAAATQ/dmgkkuaDemk/emporio-armani-diamonds-cologne-men_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font size="1"&gt;Emporio Armani Diamonds for Men&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I waited for him for some time because he was quite smashed for a party last night. I waited outside Myers and watched the buskers performed. There were quite a few hot guys that walked by. Some of them were carrying their gym bags. Yummilicious! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I met him outside Hilton Hotel which was a 2 minute walk away from where I was standing previously. He couldn’t drive into that lane anyways. &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; has quite a charming smile, manly voice and beautifully mysterious eyes. He drove us around as we were pretty indecisive about what to have for lunch, I ended up deciding on steak. We had gone from the city, down to Bondi Beach and back to the city to Darling Harbour and had steak at Oscars. He paid for it since he didn’t get me anything. =) He’s adorable. We had a good chat and the sent me home afterwards. He stopped outside my house and we hugged and kissed. (It was nothing erotic but he said my lips tasted like candy *blushes*)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was quite a good first date I would say. I hope there’ll be a second one but considering that Uni starts again on Monday, I don’t really know. Gosh…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anywhos, that’s all for now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-5007932736781556441?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/5007932736781556441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=5007932736781556441&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5007932736781556441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5007932736781556441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-date.html' title='The First Date'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SV-m6Eb5R0I/AAAAAAAAATQ/dmgkkuaDemk/s72-c/emporio-armani-diamonds-cologne-men_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-2301701574384877490</id><published>2009-01-01T00:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:08:57.800+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yanny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ekkonen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Willy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot guys'/><title type='text'>Hello 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hope you're all looking forward to the new year. Sadly, I'm not feeling that enthusiastic about it. According to the economic forecast, the only thing worth looking forward to is the increase in the Aussie dollar. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today, my eldest sister went back to London. I was planning to go to the city early in the morning to buy some stuff from L'Occitane since they're having a sale but I wanted to sleep more. I ended up getting up at 11 45 hrs. I took my time to get ready but it was really hot today. We left for the airport at 1400 hrs. I gave Prissy a hug. That would be the last I'd see of her for a while. Dad and Mum dropped me off at Kingsford and I caught the bus to the city. It was pretty crowded in the city but damn there were hotties all over the place! Really! WOW! I went to L'Occitane only to be rudely surprised that they didn't get word from head office about the sale. I pretty much went there for nothing then. They ran out of the shampoo and conditioner I wanted to get anyways. The hair products from L'Occitane is really good! Made my hair feel... orgasmic! :D I walked around the city for a while and met up with Susan at the Body Shop. She was the manager today at the George St branch. It was good to see her again after a long while. We chatted for quite a bit. I went home at 1630.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I basically bummed around at home and chatted on MSN with all the other lovely bloggers. You guys are wonderful~ Lurbs yew all long long long time. I got to know David today through Kevin. Thanks for expanding my circle of friends : ) I convinced the lovely bloggers to send me new year smses. Thanks Willy, Yanny, David and Kevin! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the moment, it's 4 mins till 2009. I'm on my laptop in front of the television outside. It's so warm. I really wish I was at Darling Harbour watching the fireworks. They had something called the &amp;quot;Creation Thunder&amp;quot; which was prelude fireworks till the big 5 million dollar BOOM at the stroke of midnight. They basically recreated a lightning storm using fireworks. It looks spectacular even on tv, how much more would that be live! They had a recap of the events that happened in 2008. International, Political, Entertainment and all that. The most memoriable of which is the apology given by Prime Minister Kevin Rudd to the Australian Stolen Generation. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;0&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew guys lots and lots. May you find lasting happiness in this coming year and with all your endeavours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/home?pli=1"&gt;Blogger: Dashboard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-2301701574384877490?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/2301701574384877490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=2301701574384877490&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2301701574384877490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2301701574384877490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-2009.html' title='Hello 2009!'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-8851840909326179818</id><published>2008-12-29T21:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:33:09.349+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot guys'/><title type='text'>I’m Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sorry for the long absence. I got back from Gold Coast on Saturday and have been basically been bumming around and playing heaps of Age of Mythology. I’ll try my best to remember what happened during the trip to Gold Coast. I’ll probably try to make it concise this time since as many of you know, I have an issue with excessive blogging in a single post. Alright, so here we go…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - 20th December 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had to get up at 0400 to get ready to leave at 0530. The sun was about to rise when we left. I spent most of the day sleeping in the car. The drive there took about 12 hours. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimlbZoznI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RF1US2uP0jE/s1600-h/DSC00403%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00403" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="DSC00403" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimmKNddRI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qNgFGvQlkeE/DSC00403_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;The purple sky at 0500&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;We made a pit stop every 2 hours or so. “Rest, Revive, Survive”. We stopped at Macadamia Castle to get… macadamia nuts…&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimn8_lyLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HyX3xT02eug/s1600-h/DSC00415%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00415" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00415" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimoqz-KXI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ZuHIg3JbsM8/DSC00415_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;The castle entrance, we didn’t use it though. Got in through the side entrance.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimqxorrpI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Q-BqLSwDVNg/s1600-h/DSC00416%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00416" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="64" alt="DSC00416" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimrpzQG_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/VqFHYIllw9k/DSC00416_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt; I’m so proud of this landscape shot. I really managed to capture it quite nicely, except for the annoying woman that intruded into my picture!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There were a few fruit loops dancing in the car park at the Macadamia Castle. They were funny. I think they were high on something, definitely. By the time we got to Coolangatta, my ass was pretty sore. Our resort room was quite depressing. Only 2 rooms with a kitchen and living room. There was 1 en suite bathroom in the master bedroom and another laundry/bathroom. I got to sleep in the living room on a sofa bed. The only perk to that was there I was sleeping in front of the massive flat screen TV and air conditioner. Had a late dinner as some relatives who were living in the gold coast came over. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday – 21st December 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Yay! I turn 21! Had church in the morning. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimsdIl4JI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dAiFFRkBja0/s1600-h/DSC004371%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC004371" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC004371" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimtKzBcBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VDemYfT-bSg/DSC004371_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Boo! 21st has arrived!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We were almost lost trying to find the church we were recommended to go. The church service was pretty long but it was alright overall. We went to harbourtown after that for a short reconnaissance of the place before our actual shopping onslaught tomorrow. Met up with the relatives again and went to their house for tea. The place they were living at was really nice. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimuJDQHOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KqKS26sxC70/s1600-h/DSC00442%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00442" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00442" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimu2G8MJI/AAAAAAAAAQk/rGU8p8yBJpU/DSC00442_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimv-QF6fI/AAAAAAAAAQo/oNskV99dRvw/s1600-h/DSC00445%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00445" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00445" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimwp1YjpI/AAAAAAAAAQs/b4Iwze1go40/DSC00445_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimxji8XFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MoOdvjV5JUg/s1600-h/DSC00447%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00447" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00447" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVimy-4-3tI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7QWZra9uY6A/DSC00447_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim0DMlaTI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/qu1Pj5BBDGM/s1600-h/DSC00452%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00452" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00452" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim0wzdDmI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gnSP3OKE9vk/DSC00452_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim1y5CirI/AAAAAAAAARA/fAAvvHaEfzQ/s1600-h/DSC00454%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00454" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00454" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim2YR-LAI/AAAAAAAAARE/K6Y9dkEehjY/DSC00454_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At 1700 hrs ish, we went to the relatives church for a carol singing session. It was quite nice. Their church congregation was pretty big. There were quite a few hotties. There was 1 particularly yummy guy sitting in front of me. :D By the time we finished it was pretty late so we went home for dinner. Overall, a pretty quiet and lifeless 21st birthday, no cake, no nothing. I can’t help but feel a bit disappointed since my other friends had big birthday bashes for their 21sts. Some had their at hotels, some hired string quartets and had massive parties at clubs etc. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim3duZoHI/AAAAAAAAARI/M4NV8OqgT8k/s1600-h/DSC004901%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC004901" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC004901" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim4VYpmcI/AAAAAAAAARM/uNeyAviUaOk/DSC004901_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim5EL1qUI/AAAAAAAAARQ/A_GdVNNaAlQ/s1600-h/DSC005151%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC005151" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC005151" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim50pgaGI/AAAAAAAAARU/CCVz9u6RfGQ/DSC005151_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Happy 21st to me…&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday – 22nd December 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CHAARRGEEEEEE!! We got up early to go to Harbourtown. From yesterday’s expedition, we’ve formulated our attack plans. We would maximise the time spent in each shop and minimise time spent covering the distance from 1 shop to the other. I bought myself a nice studded belt from Politix. The sales assistant was so obviously gay but he said he had a Taiwanese girlfriend. Well, whatever it is, I managed to get a discount on my belt and that’s all that mattered. :D I bought Bee Bee Gucci’s Envy Me perfume for Christmas. She got me a pair of converse shoes and my eldest sister, Priscilla got me a pair of black skinny jeans. We were walking around nonstop for a long time. I bought a really nice jacket from Roger David. My sister paid half of it for me :D I wanted to buy a bag from fossil too but i decided not to. By the time we were satisfied from shopping, it was already 1600 hrs. Bought lunch from McDonalds and went to the relative’s place for a late lunch. Had a long socialising session. We talked about the dark family secrets and our long family history. It was all very fascinating stuff. We went out for dinner together after that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim681od9I/AAAAAAAAARY/DM-_P9fmmy0/s1600-h/DSC00474%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00474" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00474" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim7i3ObQI/AAAAAAAAARc/0u5fWM_iu6Y/DSC00474_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; the sky at their place today&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim8iw0jOI/AAAAAAAAARg/blC6IbQ07Qo/s1600-h/DSC00475%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00475" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00475" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim9TKfXbI/AAAAAAAAARk/F4NksmYN63w/DSC00475_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;“hope” obscured by darkness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim-ozvUBI/AAAAAAAAARo/_03LWnEpB5U/s1600-h/DSC00477%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00477" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00477" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVim_txPZgI/AAAAAAAAARs/IHANI7tcx1M/DSC00477_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; the clear blue sky after the passing of the dark clouds&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinAb1FPyI/AAAAAAAAARw/E6SOaveNdi4/s1600-h/DSC004791%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC004791" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC004791" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinBYq9zVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Fk5M9IeGBR0/DSC004791_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting outside the restaurant&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinCBA2jsI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZQiaPCdXERM/s1600-h/DSC011321%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC011321" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC011321" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinDAf9p3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/Vx_Zr52K2HQ/DSC011321_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3 siblings, all looking rather yellow&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinESbXw8I/AAAAAAAAASA/qJtGRt1UET0/s1600-h/DSC00483%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00483" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00483" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinFciOe5I/AAAAAAAAASE/DakSohNlqPA/DSC00483_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ginormous crabs in the tank!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We went home after that. That would be the last time we’d see them for this trip.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday – 23rd December 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t really remember what happened on the 23rd. I think we just bummed around at home. I went to the sauna. I was the only one there, no hot guys came in to join me, disappointing. Ahaha! We watched Mama Mia after dinner. It was really nice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday – 24th December 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Christmas eve!! We had our celebration dinner tonight so the afternoon was basically just spent cooking the Christmas ham. After dinner we opened presents! Yay! I wasn’t really expecting much for Christmas but this is what I got.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinGVhd_oI/AAAAAAAAASI/jEBq4d_B1ZQ/s1600-h/DSC00532%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00532" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00532" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinHAWjjSI/AAAAAAAAASM/l78M2ycpUm0/DSC00532_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Converse shoes, CK One, Skinny Jeans, IPod Nano 4th Gen 8 gb. Sorry about the mess. You can still see my chemical SI data book there. I did some studying while I was on holiday =)&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinIRDRiEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/GylIz90VD6w/s1600-h/DSC00527%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00527" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00527" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinJrkugnI/AAAAAAAAASU/42ztnbzzQq8/DSC00527_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Multi coloured Christmas Jelly!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday – 25th December 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt; Christmas! Tra la la~ Merry Christmas! Well, we went to church for Christmas service today. There were 2 hot guys there. I couldn’t help myself but I kept looking at the hot guy on the other side of the room and he looked back at me quite a lot too. Ahaha, so awkward. Came home after that for a simple lunch with the leftovers. We went to the beach for a stroll since it was&amp;#160; just across the road and we walked further down to the border of New South Wales and Queensland. On the way back, I saw a half naked hottie in a Lexus. He stopped right next to me and looked at me. He got out of his car and walked into the resort opposite mine. He was probably driving his dad’s car. But hot though! He goes under the category of “bronze god”. He had tanned skin. Sooo sexy! Ooo la la~ In the evening, I started to pack up my stuff since we’re leaving the next day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinKqgB1_I/AAAAAAAAASY/TB5sHfAxwwM/s1600-h/DSC00535%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00535" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00535" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinLV32I_I/AAAAAAAAASc/RIMzredhCSI/DSC00535_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Silhouette of the city in the distance &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinMM-b3TI/AAAAAAAAASg/OlXmYgNgjZU/s1600-h/DSC00536%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00536" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00536" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinMyKSnMI/AAAAAAAAASk/UZQ3WwOCOus/DSC00536_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; the large expanse of sand and sea&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinSfjlK2I/AAAAAAAAASo/ETUVT1a60vw/s1600-h/DSC00541%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00541" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00541" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinTDwQxiI/AAAAAAAAASw/zcrzOxV5EEs/DSC00541_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; the black dots are the birds&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinUbRiMDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0xIun7FEJk4/s1600-h/DSC00551%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00551" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00551" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinVEs-d7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/ggKOUNIqJqQ/DSC00551_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;”Welcome to New South Wales” &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinWMt9uJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hZXj-ogK3Lo/s1600-h/DSC00547%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00547" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00547" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinWw9XDXI/AAAAAAAAATA/r11s2G--3OU/DSC00547_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Great Divide &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinYKZfnBI/AAAAAAAAATE/MPSltXuZWjk/s1600-h/DSC00548%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00548" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00548" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVinY-ezaDI/AAAAAAAAATI/OoMvT9SIvh8/DSC00548_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She couldn’t decide which side she liked better&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday – 26th December 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Time to leave to go back to Sydney. We left at 0800 ish. My ass was totally sore again from the car ride. Got back to Sydney at 2200 hrs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’ve just been bumming around the last few days so yea, nothing new to update on. That’s all for my trip. Hope I didn’t bore you guys too much. I know it’s quite a long post again, sorry!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Merry Christmas &amp;amp; Happy New Year!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Lurbs yew long time, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-8851840909326179818?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/8851840909326179818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=8851840909326179818&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8851840909326179818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVY0cMyfDUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YSeU_9Psmfc/s1600-h/image-upload-2-788464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SVY0cMyfDUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YSeU_9Psmfc/s320/image-upload-2-788464.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My birthday present from my eldest sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-6552157554417214284?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/6552157554417214284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=6552157554417214284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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I’ll be leaving for Gold Coast in 4 hours time and it’s currently 0100 hrs. I’m suffering from a serious lack of sleep and back pains. This will be a very uncomfortable trip…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I don’t have much time to ramble on about much but today I had chemistry. Met Yoshi again (duh, he takes the same course). But anywhos, met him at the Quad lounge and invited him to eat with us. He was quite quiet. I hope we didn’t scare him too much. Evelyn was so funny :D She knows I’m “happy”. We had a really good time doing the lab report during/after the final lecture today. I sat next to Yoshi during the lecture. Talked to him on msn as well :D I’m such a slut! lol!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Thursday night, I went emo mode. I won’t elaborate too much about it. Here’s Emo-Jo for&amp;#160; you. Maybe it’s because I'll become an old fart tomorrow…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwuOlO67I/AAAAAAAAAN8/7KmP2tUy9kE/s1600-h/DSC004011%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC004011" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC004011" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwu2j5j7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Q4utsU0k1ic/DSC004011_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwvn3DqSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nsxKOEf0iFM/s1600-h/DSC003581%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC003581" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC003581" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwwO2me8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/ezEDSmQ4qzs/DSC003581_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwwlnWMJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ovg9QvHmdSI/s1600-h/DSC003721%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC003721" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC003721" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwxSNdysI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KtC_Wta1_A8/DSC003721_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwyU5NpZI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BvngwbZ_DyM/s1600-h/Picture%202971%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Picture 2971" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="Picture 2971" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwzG0pziI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9ABe8ujRpAA/Picture%202971_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; I look too yellow with my phone :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, I went to Westfield EastGardens looking emo with the family for grocery shopping. On the way back home, we went to look at the Christmas decorations put up by the neighbours. It’s really very pretty.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw0nJvycI/AAAAAAAAAOc/cqOa7eZCrHc/s1600-h/DSC00374%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00374" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00374" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw1BvObzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DdMrF8h75ec/DSC00374_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw2TIT_eI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9S9HvxUs5Dg/s1600-h/DSC00376%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00376" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00376" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw3DlFI2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/pPLC1OCWnfA/DSC00376_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw427K2dI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Bb1khoVf9x8/s1600-h/DSC00377%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00377" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="64" alt="DSC00377" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw5hj6O_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/_7drgrA2-d0/DSC00377_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw6c_LeHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CQqjyhm6fe4/s1600-h/DSC00383%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00383" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00383" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw7fAuA7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/2SZ7xGwqOoU/DSC00383_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw83JyMWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5ID_FUVHVtE/s1600-h/DSC00384%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00384" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00384" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw9hx4nKI/AAAAAAAAAPA/I9d5cuodMEE/DSC00384_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw-nc566I/AAAAAAAAAPE/6ptCLv87NkI/s1600-h/DSC00385%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00385" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00385" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuw_LWdTzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lfQYOHt1Gno/DSC00385_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuxAtozFfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6Iy9cHPJuZM/s1600-h/DSC00386%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00386" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00386" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuxBYNNnyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/9JNfzxcIuNo/DSC00386_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuxCwJsaAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5yIVX-jxeu0/s1600-h/DSC00387%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00387" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00387" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuxD-DcTUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Niz0xXPVUsw/DSC00387_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuxFazoGlI/AAAAAAAAAPc/k-w-68MI4FA/s1600-h/DSC00388%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00388" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00388" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuxGE-KFnI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pjeHxQgBHiQ/DSC00388_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuxG5xv74I/AAAAAAAAAPk/4Qq6nx-MtBY/s1600-h/DSC00389%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00389" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00389" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuxHv8JvwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Qxz1aDGJInU/DSC00389_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sorry for putting up so many pictures. I wish you guys were there with me to look at the lights :D Anyways, I really should go try to get some shut eye. I hope all of you have a wonderful Christmas! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew all long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-6847607401441462220?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/6847607401441462220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=6847607401441462220&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6847607401441462220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6847607401441462220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUuwu2j5j7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Q4utsU0k1ic/s72-c/DSC004011_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-1005840389427844314</id><published>2008-12-18T18:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:43:58.172+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Searing Heat of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi ya’ll,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m feeling crap again today. Don’t know why I’m reacting this way. Maybe it’s the heat. My whole body feels like it’s burning up. I have no air conditioning… That’s even more fked up…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I haven’t blogged in a while and Panda reminded me today so I thought, meh, what the hell, I’ll just bitch about what’s been happening the past few days if I can remember it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tuesday - 16/12/2008 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was biology again today. I had 4 hours of sleep because there was an essay due today. It was about peer-reviewing article crap. It seemed easy but hitting the word quota was surprisingly challenging. The day started off with a lecture. I was really tired, dozed off for a minute or two every 10 minutes. My friend and I took turns to wake each other up to copy down the important notes. It was so bad that I had actually fallen asleep in the middle of taking down notes. My words went from neat to scribbles which trailed off into a line, marking where I had unintentionally dozed off, scarring the page. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lab today dealt with osmotic pressure. This surprisingly tied in with chemistry. We made sheep erythrocytes lyse and &lt;em&gt;Rhodeo&lt;/em&gt; leaf cells undergo plasmolysis. It was quite a fun lab. All of us were pretty involved in it. Might be because of the whole Christmas cheer crap. Anyways, I managed to take a picture of the&amp;#160; plasmolysed &lt;em&gt;Rhodeo&lt;/em&gt; cells with my phone. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUn_L4Z73gI/AAAAAAAAANs/R3STKtF8a2o/s1600-h/DSC00352%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00352" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00352" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUn_MjwCN5I/AAAAAAAAANw/cXVJSO_znZY/DSC00352_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Cytoplasmic shrinkage&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUn_NxdAI7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Ar-RsrGY6xo/s1600-h/DSC00353%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00353" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00353" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUn_Oi4eHLI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JQVGajmygdU/DSC00353_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;This was a candid shot. I thought the guy was looking at the picture of the cells, but he took a picture instead. Check out the ancient computer in the back!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wednesday – 17/12/2008&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had more sleep so I felt better. Lecture was the same as usual, starting at 0900 hrs till 1000 hrs. We had a short break before going for tutorial. Carol is hilarious! She’s a Lebanese girl but we all think she’s an Asian in disguise. She speaks Mandarin and Cantonese. We were full laughing our heads off. We got out test marks back today at the tutorial. I scored 24.5 out of 30. I could get about 0.5 – 1 mark more because she didn’t award me marks for my formula. Anna said she didn’t mark that section so she’d take it to find out who marked it so I could get my extra marks. Yay! We had another lecture after tutorial and a break before chem lab. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today’s chem lab was also relatively interesting but if you phase out halfway, you could get seriously confuddled. We were dealing with classes of cation today. It was quite a pretty experiment. Lots of colour change etc. I made friends with 2 hot guys today. 1 was a Caucasian guy called Nim (he smelled reaaaaallly good, could have kissed his neck right there) and the other was a Japanese guy called Yoshi (he probably has a longer name I think it’s Yoshitaka or something). They’re both nice guys in my lab. Diagonally infront and behind of me. I’m surrounded by hot guys! Double yay for today because I’m so gay! (Excuse the lame rhyme. I couldn’t resist) Anyways, I ended up getting confuddled by the experiment. Tried to copy results off someone but his didn’t seem reliable at all. Seized the opportunity to check results with Nim and Yoshi. Hahaha, I’m such a slut. but not as bad as Sukebe-chan! He’s just… sukebe :p Anyways, the last part of the practical involved using the data/results we’ve got from the prac to identify which cations were present in the solution. Mine was a bluish solution so I was quite happy because Cu2+ would be in it. The problem is, there were more than 1 cations in the solution and my results were messed up so I had to go through all the steps to figure out what was inside. I have a hunch it was Pb2+ and Cu2+. There wasn’t enough time for me to reconfirm because I messed up the steps. Ah bugger… Will need to check results again with hmmm Nim or Yoshi again maybe :p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, that’s all for now. Feeling hot and depressed… But remembering what happened the past few days has cheered me up slightly. Sadly, the buzz didn’t last as long as I’d have liked it to.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-1005840389427844314?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/1005840389427844314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=1005840389427844314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1005840389427844314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1005840389427844314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/searing-heat-of-summer.html' title='Searing Heat of Summer'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUn_MjwCN5I/AAAAAAAAANw/cXVJSO_znZY/s72-c/DSC00352_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-37881588080876558</id><published>2008-12-16T00:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:21:47.315+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camwhoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugo Boss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miranda Otto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Din Tai Fung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbecue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>The Snowie Files</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yaho lovelies!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sorry I haven’t been blogging for a bit. It’s been pretty hectic. My wonderful oldest sister from England came over for a visit. I haven’t seen her for 4 years. It’s really good to see her again. She arrived on Thursday. By the time I had ended classes for the day, my parents had already picked her up and came to pick me up as well. The car was pretty full with my parents and my sisters. I was dressed like a “fashionista” according to my sister. I had a long sleeve white round neck T-shirt from Esprit and my fur jacket with my sexy hand stitched black leather shoes. (Sorry for being so shameless, actually, I'm not that sorry, tough bickies, eat that you fashion perpetrators!) It was great to see her again. She got my Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana’s “The One”. It smells pretty good. I’ll be alternating between that and my signature scent Yves Saint Laurent’s “L’Homme”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Friday – 12/12/2008, I had classes as usual. it was chemistry which ended at 1300 hrs. I bought my sister 2 UNSW hoodie sweatshirts since she wanted them. Merry X’mas dearest sister! They had very nice signet rings there. Looks similar to the family’s coat of arms. Anyways, we had family friends from Singapore coming over to stay for a bit. The dad was actually from Civil Defence as well (that was where I was posted to for National Service). He was head of 4th Division’s Public Affairs Branch (P.A.B.). I was sent to 1st Division’s P.A.B. which was alot better since their’s was located in some secluded region of Singapore. Mine was the closest to town. Orchard Road and all the fun places came under our jurisdiction. Anyways, they were here on Friday. They had 3 kids – Grace, Joy and John. They were all still kids but seemed quite old for their age. I remember Grace and Joy from when I was younger. I used to take care of them. It was really fun. The two of them have blossomed from feisty little munchkins to genteel young girls. John on the other hand was quite an overtly energetic, outspoken brat. He was “bugging” me in my room (I tried to escape to my room but he barged in) but I had my geisha smile on to hide my exasperation. And after a while he said I was very gay. I was shocked that this little kid knew what gay meant but it was the PG version of it. According to him, gays are boys that dress like girls. I had my ear stud on that time. It took all my patience to keep a smile on and continue to be somewhat “sociable”. After a while, he said I turned my head like a girl. I was like… what the &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$"&gt;!@#$&lt;/a&gt;… (in my head, I didn’t say it out loud) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“How does a guy turn his head then?” I asked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He replied “They don’t turn their head that fast.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I tried to turn my head very slowly now. In my head I envisaged myself as one of those psychotic serial killers. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Without a smile” he added.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My mask just dissolved and I gave him one of my toned down death stares. That managed to shut him up for a bit. But OMG, I was almost ready to slice open the little imp with a butter knife and sacrifice his entrails to the gods of old. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He went to my sister’s room and announced that I was “very gay” to them. I could hear my sisters cracking up in the other room and Grace and Joy telling John off for being so rude. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Saturday – 13/12/2008, I went to to church for a short meeting and then to the city to meet up with Klement and Derrick. They were going to get their hair cut at this Korean hair salon. I sat on the sofa facing the shopfront so I could see the people walking past. There were sooooo many hotties out today. I mean, WOW! Met up with Jeff and the 4 of us went to Din Tai Fung at World Square for lunch. I love that place!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZIZVrhvI/AAAAAAAAALc/MgRpiQTLkwE/s1600-h/DSC00314%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00314" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="DSC00314" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZJLJjhBI/AAAAAAAAALg/uu_3Ed4PJoE/DSC00314_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Love the Deco!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZLDKHauI/AAAAAAAAALk/t04bQLK4WVo/s1600-h/DSC00316%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00316" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00316" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZMMcU1vI/AAAAAAAAALo/J2H_bDiC85U/DSC00316_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;The lights were swaying in the pseudo wind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZNxETEPI/AAAAAAAAALs/sMruU6keFhs/s1600-h/DSC00310%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00310" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00310" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZPO8n53I/AAAAAAAAALw/e3BvSfC50B4/DSC00310_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; More bowls on the wall!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZRPBe8OI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CV4EuNc86N0/s1600-h/DSC00320%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00320" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00320" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZRxQlAtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/mnUCbtkuU-8/DSC00320_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Sauce bowls now :O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZT9Ej8WI/AAAAAAAAAL8/a_jVm7zXbWs/s1600-h/DSC00319%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00319" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00319" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZVIOTZlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HWyW-Jwn6q0/DSC00319_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Now to the soup spoons!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img title="DSC00321" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="DSC00321" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZVgE6znI/AAAAAAAAAME/gIxZLeYhshg/DSC00321_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Close up of the soup spoons&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;The wind outside was pretty strong. I felt like I was going to be blown away. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZZ51GSoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/MRXXGp6XXl8/s1600-h/DSC00325%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00325" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="DSC00325" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZa_OsjmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/0gHd9Si8nac/DSC00325_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Dragon Scales at World Square&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We went around the city after lunch. Derrick wanted to buy some perfume so we went to David Jones and Myers to go have a sniff at the good ones. I recommended quite a few good ones to him. He ended up buying the Hugo Boss #6 Limited Edition and Giorgio Armani Code. All 4 of us were thoroughly doused with a plethora of perfume by the time we were done. I did most of the spraying on people. There are usually exhibitions and buskers at the broad walk outside Myers. I managed to take a picture of some dude painting a pretty nice picture.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZcS4vUAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_omvwcwyiDc/s1600-h/DSC00327%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00327" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00327" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZdYvMKHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/JR6j881SZUQ/DSC00327_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; It looks really good!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I came home after that. I was pretty tired but I managed to do some camwhoring during lunch and when I got home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZe34NdOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Wbvv4WwllnU/s1600-h/DSC003172%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC003172" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC003172" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZfSkSUmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7YXU1m9c_-o/DSC003172_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;At Din Tai Fung with Jeff&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZgONAA1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/e3MPf56JrLA/s1600-h/DSC003031a%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC003031a" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC003031a" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZghQrQ2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QMIG8qJICQI/DSC003031a_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;It was hot but windy today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;John was a quite a terror. He traumatised poor Snowie really badly. He used my Dad’s remote control Sherman Tank to chase Snowie around the house. Usually when Dad does it, Snowie barks his furry little head off but this time Snowie was absolutely silent. He just sat in between Mum’s feet with his tail in between his legs. I could tell he was absolutely terrified. After a while the parents told him off. He proceeded to come bug me with the tank instead. I was trying to work on my assignment. Gosh, I’m somewhat happy I won’t be able to have kids. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;On Sunday – 14/12/2008, we went to church as usual. Came back home and we had a barbecue. It was really warm outside. Our guests would be leaving today. We had a pretty good lunch and wonderful dessert to wrap up lunch. There was a long chat session while the girls went to take a nap. John took a “pretend” nap. He was back within 5 mins. After much begging and annoying his Dad, John was allowed to take Snowie for a walk around the neighbourhood. My Dad went with John since he was the official “dog walker”. That was the only reason why John’s dad allowed him to go anyways. They left for their hotel at 1730 hrs and at 1845, I had to go for the evening service with Dad and Mum because we were going to pick up Angeline after that. She’s a friend from Uni that had to find a temporary place to put up till February when her new place will be done. If she didn’t come stay with us, she’d be sharing a room with 5 other people – 3 guys and 2 girls. It worked out pretty well also as we’d be going away to the Gold Coast next week and couldn’t find anyone to take care of Snowie. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Snowie was absolutely wasted from John the Terrible. He was under my sister’s duvet. He didn’t bother moving at all. Poor Snowie! Perfect opportunity to photograph Snowie! &amp;gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZhmwOSxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NeK0qxpzA8A/s1600-h/DSC00332%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00332" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00332" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZisIdLEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/PV0KfpHoMnU/DSC00332_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Sleepy Snow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZjvxaHQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/p6fnTqB-gTA/s1600-h/DSC00336%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00336" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00336" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZkcCzpLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/syFDOUUacw8/DSC00336_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;No energy to escape the evil wraps of the duvet!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZlfuxEnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uKR9HVgKo0Q/s1600-h/DSC003391%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC003391" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC003391" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZmFGEyDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Qpu6VuER_M8/DSC003391_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;He didn’t even bother licking me when I tried to kiss him! :( Where’s the loovveeee gone!?!?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Usually when I attempt to kiss him, he’d try to eat/lick my lips. This time he just laid there doing nothing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Sorry for the rather long post, now we come to the last section…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Monday – 15/12/2008&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Had to get up early because Priscilla (my oldest sister) had to go to the Department of Immigration to get her Australian PR status back. It wasn’t possible to get it done on the spot because she didn’t fulfil the requirement which is to be in Australia for 2 years out of the past 5 years. She did get some forms to fill in and the lady that served us was really helpful. She tried her best to provide us with all the information we’d need, etc. So we were done by 0930 hrs. We walked from Railway Square towards the central city. First stop was Starbucks for a nice pick-me-up drink. We continued walking towards QVB and The Galleries Victoria. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZpZWPdgI/AAAAAAAAANA/VfG9m3hMYZk/s1600-h/DSC00341%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00341" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00341" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZqbvRaEI/AAAAAAAAANE/gYgGs9756dg/DSC00341_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Town Hall&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZtPcAD8I/AAAAAAAAANI/YDL2JNMdp8s/s1600-h/DSC00342%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00342" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00342" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZt5IfGYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/N6gtwoqLDc8/DSC00342_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; The Queen Victoria Building (QVB) and some bald dude&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We fluttered from store to store till 1130 hrs when I had an appointment at Stairway to Beauty at Skygardens. The girls went to get their nails done. We were finished by 1245 hrs and went to do more shopping. We headed for David Jones. Pris wanted to go look at the Giorgio Armani makeup so I brought her to the woman’s section. After a while of looking around their range of makeup, there was a really fair lady that took a seat in front of the makeup mirror and was attended to by this makeup artist with a heavy French accent. She looked really familiar and I couldn’t help but stare for a bit. She smiled slightly at me as I tried to recall where I remembered seeing her. It suddenly hit me like a brick wall. That was Miranda Otto! She was the actress that played Eowyn from Lord of the Rings and one of the characters from Cashmere Mafia. OMG OMG OMG!~! Celebrity alert!! Of course I didn’t go hound her but I tried to steal glances at her whenever I could. Oh and there were hot guys there too, sadly, shopping with their girlfriends. Pris ended up buying a really good concealer and lipstick. We met up with Angeline and went for lunch at Sky Phoenix. We had yum cha there. It was pretty cheap for the 4 of us. I burnt the top of my mouth from a searing hot siew mai. It’s not good to “fi di” when you’re eating dim sums straight out of the steamer. It was pretty bad. Almost cried from it. Anyways, we walked around a bit more and then went to SDS. The girls were shopping for swim wear and havainas while I just looked around for hot guys. The guys in there weren’t really my type. We caught the bus home after that. I fell asleep on the bus. Quite tired today. When I got home I had to finish up my essay which is due tomorrow. Total gheyness…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZuuDmFJI/AAAAAAAAANU/yZAgUm032Ek/s1600-h/DSC003451%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC003451" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC003451" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZvQDHrqI/AAAAAAAAANY/sGYR-8jaVlA/DSC003451_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;My phone always makes me yellow :(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZxcSDE9I/AAAAAAAAANc/HNiC53VUAXo/s1600-h/Picture%202841%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Picture 2841" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="Picture 2841" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZyYhD-kI/AAAAAAAAANg/v8F2pP4BxYY/Picture%202841_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Hmmm why am I yellow from the phone?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZ3-7YDCI/AAAAAAAAANk/Yl8ZNKytmHM/s1600-h/Picture%202861%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Picture 2861" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="Picture 2861" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZ5uZ9kyI/AAAAAAAAANo/yL7X9oBmRT4/Picture%202861_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Speechless…&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Miranda Otto had really clear fair skin!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, that’s all for today. Sorry for making the post so long. Please remind me to update my blog regularly so I don’t have to torture myself with such a long post :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-37881588080876558?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/37881588080876558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=37881588080876558&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/37881588080876558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/37881588080876558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowie-files.html' title='The Snowie Files'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SUZZJLJjhBI/AAAAAAAAALg/uu_3Ed4PJoE/s72-c/DSC00314_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-5338700014087358076</id><published>2008-12-11T00:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:44:19.781+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bally'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugo Boss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean BBQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Manbag</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi dearies,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sorry I haven’t been updating my blog.I shall attempt to bring you up to date on the trivial events which comprise of my life. Right now, I’m typing with one hand while eating gummy bears and smelling like Korean BBQ coz that’s what I had for dinner tonight. Current song playing is Jason Miraz – I’m Yours.&amp;#160; Anyways, with all the minor details aside, let’s jump back to &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tuesday – 09/12/2008&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had a biology test today! Ommmggggg!! I was freaking out, trying to memories the cell cycle stuff, functions of cell parts, cell structures, macromolecules, etc etc etc. We had a lecture first in the morning. It was pretty good because the lecture was a more detailed version of the introductory stuff covered in the first few lectures which happened to be covered in the test. We covered DNA in this lecture. It was really quite interesting. The 3 components of DNA – pentose sugars, phosphate group and nitrogenous base. We got to see how the DNA forms and ends up as a chromosome. It’s really quite fun. After the 1 hr lecture, we had the test before we started the bio lab proper. We had to do some staining first though because that would roughly take an hour to wait for the stain to set in.The bio test wasn’t too bad really. There was the theory of endosymbiosis and scientific evidence to support it as a question. I’m pretty confident about that one. Altogether, this test is worth 5.5% of my course mark. We did some really nice staining today. I managed to get a nice picture of 1. It’s a negative staining of &lt;em&gt;Rhodospirillium&lt;/em&gt; with 4% nigrosine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HM7Rj3LI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_5Og2sgGzR0/s1600-h/DSC00284%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00284" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="DSC00284" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HOrsL27I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EBQFjmFVYM0/DSC00284_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Rhodospirillium&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really this that it’ll make an excellent wallpaper for me room. Oh well, I’m not about to coat the walls of my room with bacteria and nigrosine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After lab, we had an hour break before the final lecture. It was about DNA replication in both eukaryotic and prokaryotic cells. We also covered the Polymerase Chain Reaction (PCR). It sounds like a really fun procedure. We’ll eventually be doing that in the lab. Yaaaay!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I got back home and had to start cracking on my tutorial for Chemistry. But I got distracted by Snowie. He wanted to play. I ended up trying to camwhore with the blur pup.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HP7bTJZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/XiEnQ-2e5UE/s1600-h/DSC00285%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00285" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00285" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HQ4uIISI/AAAAAAAAAKE/JRsmmTMdHw0/DSC00285_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Walkie please?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HTIcLr1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/djZMibVz4Rw/s1600-h/DSC002741%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC002741" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC002741" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HT2X1weI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cY9acKTErqI/DSC002741_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Walkie after this picture?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HVFSmT8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/I0cPH5kowTs/s1600-h/DSC002771%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC002771" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC002771" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HWLV3COI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1vbABj5uNJM/DSC002771_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Now can we go walkie?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the end, we didn’t go walkie. I had to start on the crappy chem tutorial. It was&amp;#160; sooooo long. I finally gave up at Question 5 at 0125 hrs. It really didn’t help that I was constantly distracted by looking for bags online. I looked at the wonderful bags at Louis Vuitton and then at a website advertising for replicas and played “spot the difference.” It was really quite fun. I’m way better at this than chemistry sadly. I saw this really nice Hugo Boss Bag on eBay. It was in pretty good condition and selling for $400 opposed to the supposed $600 they said it costs in the store. I think it would costs more. Can’t remember but I’ve seen that bag at the Hugo Boss stores.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HWvb8dDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/C43i1ZJGd7k/s1600-h/boss01%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="boss01" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="boss01" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HXQODlnI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qYChvCH-N9c/boss01_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HYOOBEDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DfWACD8Uu0c/s1600-h/65920-1001%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="65920-1001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="227" alt="65920-1001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HZFIVfXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/t9DroMmeFvE/65920-1001_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even though it’s really nice, I still love the bags from Bally. Let me introduce to you Osar. He’s hot as hell. Too bad he’s last last season’s bag and can’t be found here anymore :( I really should have bought him when he was going for $1500 here. He used to cost $2100!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HaIzUYJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nXIXPLmMYZU/s1600-h/oland-141%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="oland-141" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="276" alt="oland-141" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HbBjWqeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WmeLp_4u2Ls/oland-141_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img title="img10584535376" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="320" alt="img10584535376" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_Hb2mcWcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rrVtppVhB4I/img10584535376_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Calf leather and fabric. Love this to bits! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So that was it for Tuesday. Had to go to sleep because I was starting to look like a crap-panda.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wednesday – 10/12/2008&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got up slightly later than usual but it wasn’t that bad. I thought class started at 0900 but it started at 1000 hrs so I ended up getting to university earlier than required. I went to the Dalton lab to get my pre-lab stuff done for the entire semester. Yay! That’s a huge burden gone. First chemistry lecture for today was so depressing. I tried my hardest to keep awake but I ended up falling asleep half way. I woke up close to the end and was wide awake for that but my mind had wandered miles away by the time lecture ended. First to bags, then to hot guys. I’m such a slut I think it’s going to cause me to fail. We had a 30 min break before a 2 hr tutorial and lecture. Klement and I went down to the Quad. I had sandwiches. They were yum. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The stuff covered in today’s tutorial was totally unexpected. I thought we’d be rushing as if hell’s hounds were snapping wildly at our ankles. We just went through resonance structures from the previous tutorial and some very minor question from tutorial 5. After tutorial, the lecture pretty much followed suit with the previous lecture except I skipped the falling asleep part and went straight to spacing out. We ended lectures early today but we had a 3 hr chemistry lab at 1400 hrs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Evelyn forgot to bring closed shoes today but thankfully Klement stays on campus and lent her a pair of his size 8 runners. Haha, she was so relieved. We were all kinda late because of that. My lab demonstrator, Norma, had already marked me absent but she amended it because she was a nice but seriously naggy granny. The cute guy diagonally beside me was pretty fast with his work today. I asked him some work-related questions but he seemed to be quite … distant… Oh well… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I finally finished up the lab work at 1730 hrs. We were supposed to meet for dinner at Tabitha’s place across the university at 1830 so I spent that time doing the lab report in the deserted Dalton computer labs. It started raining and was really windy. I was rather skimpily clad, with respect to such weather conditions of course. My petite Esprit camo-umbrella put up an excellent fight against the raging elements. Go little brolly, fight on! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got to their place rather damp. We hopped into Derrick’s car and drove to the city for dinner. The 5 of us were in this little car. It was quite exhilarating though, to drive through the city. The traffic was absolutely revolting. I kept egging Derrick to run over the fat old people that attempted to cross the road callously. The obviously had a death wish, might as well grant it since tis the season of giving. I’m rather vicious today. Maybe it’s because I got back my chemistry test marks and it was horrible. Ugh… So disappointing. 15/30. A few careless mistakes here and there but it was the last question which I didn’t have time to complete that really pulled down everything. Gheyness… I want the computer assignments back! Thankfully, only the best 5 out of the 6 tests scores will be used. But heck, this is #1 and it’s already so shitty. This is a rather precarious situation! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So we got to the Korean BBQ place after stumbling onto an empty parking lot. It wasn’t drizzling, but more of misting. It felt kinda nice. We ordered 1&amp;#160; meat platter and 1 meat-seafood combination platter. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_Hd6iFgMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EEmESvm1Fy0/s1600-h/DSC00287%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00287" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00287" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HemxFT6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/UrVWqHLpbGU/DSC00287_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;My cutlery and stuff&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HhdnYpLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pxTn575x3s0/s1600-h/DSC00288%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#cccccc" size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00288" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00288" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HiL7OpWI/AAAAAAAAALA/lfB77gxntBo/DSC00288_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; The food just arrived! Nobody moves until I’ve taken a picture!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HlUWaVrI/AAAAAAAAALE/7BdNXoNaEAE/s1600-h/DSC00289%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#cccccc" size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00289" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00289" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HmM9CkXI/AAAAAAAAALI/NiyphUdOxXs/DSC00289_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; The meat-seafood combination platter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HoU_pBTI/AAAAAAAAALM/6irnW43GoOY/s1600-h/DSC00292%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#cccccc" size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00292" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00292" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HpaYa6QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GzcxBsPK4so/DSC00292_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Large strip of beef sizzling on the BBQ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_Hrw-3kGI/AAAAAAAAALU/wA4mWtwINN0/s1600-h/DSC00290%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#cccccc" size="1"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00290" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00290" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HscQpT6I/AAAAAAAAALY/24PcVaAuYDQ/DSC00290_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;#160; Leather bound menu :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was really good dinner. I’m happy with it, but I wasn’t full. It’s Tabitha’s farewell dinner tonight as she’d be leaving for Singapore on Friday. We ended dinner at 2100 hrs. The rest of the group went to KTV but I decided to come home instead as I was really quite pooped out from the day’s disappointments and the hectic work. There were quite a number of hot guys out in the city tonight. There were one or two at the restaurant :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I can’t think of anything else to write about so that’s all for today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(PS: Oh, if anyone sees Osar, please let me know A.S.A.P! Thankies muchly!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-5338700014087358076?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/5338700014087358076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=5338700014087358076&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5338700014087358076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5338700014087358076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-manbag.html' title='The Perfect Manbag'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST_HOrsL27I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EBQFjmFVYM0/s72-c/DSC00284_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-5539886839464792750</id><published>2008-12-09T00:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:27:13.424+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lineage 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>I Hate This Part Right Here…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi hi,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know why, but I feel so irritable today. Possibly a really bad mood swing? It’s been worse, but it’s depressing how I'm PMS-ing like a biatch. Everyone seems to be facing problems now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve got up at 1000 hrs and finished up chemistry tutorial 4 at 1200 hrs. Went to make some lunch and came back to take a look at tutorial 5. It was utterly disheartening. The amount of questions in that tutorial was equivalent to 2 and a half tutorials put together. I was totally put off by it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I gave up on chemistry for today and went to study for Biology. It was really hard to concentrate. I was distracted by the slightest thing. It took a really long time to finish a set of lecture notes and I had 4 in total to cover. I tried making notes but I don’t feel like I’ve retained anything from all that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I went to the Lineage 2 website and had a look at the screenshots. It brought back so many wonderful memories.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST0fwXQf-cI/AAAAAAAAAJg/S4QIbvP-CNw/s1600-h/Shot00148%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Shot00148" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="Shot00148" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST0f0A75QoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YBuPOZ0q2oQ/Shot00148_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; In a warm embrace - Kamael Male and Female&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST0f4PlhUfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cKyXTlKNSr4/s1600-h/Shot00021%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Shot00021" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="Shot00021" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST0f7AwbJLI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5uTSXu29dDI/Shot00021_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This was a fun transformation. It sucks if you’re a mage class though.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST0gAVP65VI/AAAAAAAAAJw/JvQHqzFwaJU/s1600-h/Shot00138%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Shot00138" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="Shot00138" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST0gB5J1xeI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Upu4T1EBNVg/Shot00138_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;I’m a pretty unicorn now! =D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really feel like playing L2 again. Anyone wants to join? =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-5539886839464792750?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/5539886839464792750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=5539886839464792750&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5539886839464792750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5539886839464792750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-this-part-right-here.html' title='I Hate This Part Right Here…'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/ST0f0A75QoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YBuPOZ0q2oQ/s72-c/Shot00148_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-7078092120439697882</id><published>2008-12-07T02:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T02:53:31.450+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamy guy in my dream coat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi&amp;#160; ya’ll!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s been a pretty slow day today. Got to wake up late. It was reeeeaaalllllyyyy hot today. I was dressed to the bare minimum. Mostly walking around in my skin. Nothing seemed to be able to cool me down. I did some chemistry today. Stuff from molecular structure and bonding. I’m not even sure if my understanding of the hybridization of orbitals is correct. The crappy tutorial didn’t come with any solutions. I hope I get it correct though. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I was working through from lunch till the early evening. Got ready to go out with the family to a friend’s place for dinner. The journey there took ages. It was like an hour’s drive from my place to theirs. Thankfully, it had gotten cooler in the evening. Dinner was really good. We had a barbeque. I ate alot. I think I’m getting fat. If things progresses too far, I might have to join Panda at the gym. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dad ended up talking for a looonnngggg time. I sat there and watch Lord of the Rings with the other “kids”. It was just my sister and their son, both 18 years old. The kid and I shared the same name. He’s taller than me :( So depressing. He’s like a giant… Meh… He’s a nice guy but seems a bit slow though and somewhat random. Ahaha. I’m such a horrible person. Anyways, we finally left at 2257 hrs and got home at 0010 hrs. We went through Anzac Bridge. I love going on that bridge. The night skyline against the glassy harbour water just felt so calming. We had to go through the city though. Seems like everyone was out clubbing tonight. On the way through the city, I saw a pretty yummy guy on the overhead bridge. I couldn’t make him out that clearly but overall, he’s do-able. ; ) We also went through Oxford St. That’s where all the gay people hang out and go clubbing. There were pretty long queues outside the clubs.&amp;#160; I felt like going out clubbing tonight but I can’t since there’s church tomorrow morning. Oh well…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Panda wasn’t on by the time I got home but I got the chance to talk to Yan. Oh and this is the picture of the $8000 coat from Bally. It’s absolutely orgasmic. I’d take the model along with the coat if I could :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STqfbaVkTWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DDVhH0Gd9i8/s1600-h/shearling%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="shearling" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="137" alt="shearling" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STqfeNUpCFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ul0gbPZslpE/shearling_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;I lurbs this long time! BUY ME PLEASE!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all for tonight,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-7078092120439697882?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/7078092120439697882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=7078092120439697882&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7078092120439697882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7078092120439697882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/dreamy-guy-in-my-dream-coat.html' title='Dreamy guy in my dream coat'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STqfeNUpCFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ul0gbPZslpE/s72-c/shearling_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-7989097473187577224</id><published>2008-12-05T15:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:41:11.643+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Time’s Running Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today’s been another depressing day. Before I start whining about what happened, I’ll just fill you in on what happened yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;04/12/2008 – Biology Session&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Lectures were conducted by Associate Professor Mike Edwards. He talked about the structures &amp;amp; functions of macromolecules. Basically covered carbohydrates, lipids, proteins, nucleic acids and enzymes. It was just a 1 hr lecture from 0900 hrs – 1000 hrs. We had a 3 hr lecture immediately after. Today’s lab wasn’t that strenuous. We looked at &lt;em&gt;Spirogyra&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Bacillus megaterium. &lt;/em&gt;It was quite pretty. We had stain the bacteria with Toludine blue so we get to see it. Had to do alot of crappy drawings with scales after that. What a pain in all the wrong places. On my second sample of &lt;em&gt;Spirogyra&lt;/em&gt; cells, I discovered something fascinating.&amp;#160; It looked like a squashed embryo. No one knew what that was. I named itTed-illy. I tried taking a picture of it with my camera phone. It’s not that good but I guess you get to see what I saw looking at.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STiwwlsMXII/AAAAAAAAAIk/dHFgKzjuOik/s1600-h/DSC00263%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00263" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00263" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STiwyR4hyPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/O7W8F9DUyrI/DSC00263_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;This picture was centred very nicely! Too bad it turned out blurry =(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img title="DSC00261" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00261" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STiwy-7s-HI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jzjtrVMJGMY/DSC00261_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The green stuff is &lt;em&gt;Spirogyra. &lt;/em&gt;The chloroplast spirals are quite pretty.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This lab too longer than usual, but somewhat happy that I got to go home early. I was pretty tired by the time I got back home. Took a nap and started studying for chemistry test tomorrow. That would be my first test for this session. It is worth 4% of my final mark :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;05/12/2008 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today was not a happy day as I mentioned above. The test began at 0900 hrs. I was desperately short of time. The most miserable thing was that these questions were relatively easy. I know I can do it, in fact, I’ve done them before. It’s just that I didn’t have enough time to get to them. Really, WTF. 25 mins for three 10 mark questions. I only managed to get till part of question 3(b) there was still question 3(c) and 3(d).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, there was a lecture after that for 1 hr 30 mins and then tutorial straight after that. Had a short 25 mins break between the tutorial and the next lecture. Made 4 new friends today. One of them had to borrow my tutorial answers. She was nice, well, I guess she’d have to since she was asking for a favour. Oh well, maybe I should collect royalties from my work. That might help me get closer to my $8000 Espresso Lamb Shearling Coat from Bally. You guys should go check it out. &lt;a href="http://www.bally.com"&gt;www.bally.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STiw0czIxQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uBkp3JJIeZ8/s1600-h/DSC00264%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00264" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="DSC00264" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STiw1nJS2vI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sUcqf_cKTg0/DSC00264_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;One of the slides from the lecture. I didn’t have the time or mood to copy all the questions and answers.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STiw3ycn6dI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KClZXUW9K90/s1600-h/DSC00270%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00270" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00270" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STiw5asCn8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/knvrwjBCv-o/DSC00270_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;The staircase leading from the old chemical science building to the new one. Our lecture theatre was in the old one. It looks like crap. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nothing else interesting happened today. No cute guys, no nothing. That might be why I’m so miserable… Bah…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-7989097473187577224?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/7989097473187577224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=7989097473187577224&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7989097473187577224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7989097473187577224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/times-running-out.html' title='Time’s Running Out'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STiwyR4hyPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/O7W8F9DUyrI/s72-c/DSC00263_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-7599374101415810122</id><published>2008-12-04T01:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:34:13.375+11:00</updated><title type='text'>15 M Ammonia anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What a shit day today was… It’s a full day of chemistry. 1000 hrs lecture. This went on for 1 hr. As usual, the lecturer was ranting his head off. 60% of the class was asleep when I looked around. It wasn’t long before I joined them. By the time I woke up, it was about time to go for a break. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had 30 mins to cram down an omelette&amp;#160; and sausage sandwich Mummy made me. By the time we walked to the Quad, there was like 20 mins left. I ate 1 out of my 2 sandwiches. Saved the other one for the next break. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At 1130 hrs, I had Chemistry tutorial. It was pretty alright. I did all the tutorial questions so it wasn’t that much of a problem following Anna. We weren’t on the same frequency today though. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1230 hrs – 2nd lecture for the day. It wasn’t that bad. I managed to stay awake alot longer but I succumbed to the droning of my lecturer. I did, however, wake up just in time to watch him draw a demented flower looking Allene molecule on the board. He was trying to show the orbital hybridization bonding or something like that. I wouldn’t know, I was sleeping. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thankfully, we had another 30 mins break for lunch. We had to do some pre-lab stuff for the lab session after lunch. I had actually completed it, but I didn’t realise that we’ll be doing 2 normal uni weeks worth of lab in this lab session. It’s horrible but still managed to get it done with some time to spare to get the SI Chemical data book from the book store and finish my other sandwich.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1400 hrs – We made our way up to the lab. There was one of the cute guys that did chemistry as well last semester. I found out later that he was Japanese. We had to wait by the large flat screens on the wall to find out what was our workspace number. It took ages. I ended up with K6. I was K2 last semester. The cute Jap guy’s work bench is diagonally across from me. There were a few other cute guys working around me but I was seriously too busy to perv on them. I got an old hag for my lab demonstrator. She’s a nice old lady but quite picky. Anna Choy was the lab demonstrator for the other side. Damn it! Other than damaging my hands (they felt too manly after lab. I wouldn’t be able to recognise my hands anymore). Lab was supposed to end at 1630 hrs but sadly, I didn’t finish until 1730 hrs. The most horrible thing is that we were dealing with 15 M ammonia today. The moment I removed the glass stopper from the bottle, it hit me like a brick wall. God, I felt like I just got raped by the ammonia. I’ve got the stench of ammonia all over me. In my hair, on my skin, in my nose, even in my mouth. My YSL L’Homme couldn’t save me this time. Usually I have a nice protective scent barrier of perfume. Ammonia neutralised it completely! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Damn, I can still smell the ammonia. I feel sick now :( &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Panda was helping me find a hot guy in Australia. Thanks for taking care of me! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hope everyone else that has a blog will not let the flame die out. One by one, all the lights are going out. The darkness is slowly creeping back. All that was once precious now grows dull and fades into the abyss. Will you not stay and drive back the impending shadows with me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-7599374101415810122?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/7599374101415810122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=7599374101415810122&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7599374101415810122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/7599374101415810122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/15-m-ammonia-anyone.html' title='15 M Ammonia anyone?'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-1846370826174797369</id><published>2008-12-03T00:42:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:50:26.975+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s going on?!!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi Hi,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I skipped on a post yesterday So I shall make up for it with more pictures of what mischief I’ve been up to. Ok, actually, it’s no mischief at all. I’m a good boy alright? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let me try to remember what happened on Monday… Ah yes, I went to the city. Went there to meet Susan. She went to the gym to do her usual exercise. She’s a feisty&amp;#160; little Asian girl, I swear. She runs on the treadmill at 11 – 12 speed for 40 mins. I’d be dead after 5 mins I think. Well, while she was trying to lose weight so she can look sexy in her bikini for summer (yuck, totally not interested), I went to do some cardio around the shopping centres in the city. I walked around the Strand and found this really nice chocolate shop called &lt;em&gt;Haighs&lt;/em&gt;. I bought a small set of milk chocolate thins. And this tea shop to buy some tea leaves which came in little 50g packets. I wanted to try their “Silver Needles” and “Jasmine Pearls”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6E-laE0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CzXxNpjW4S4/s1600-h/DSC002286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00228" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="240" alt="DSC00228" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6GMcNSoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sXQWgGdkWsk/DSC00228_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6KlVcZ8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZNkG1PjdYhQ/s1600-h/DSC002346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00234" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="240" alt="DSC00234" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU9IMX2ELI/AAAAAAAAAIg/xwZm5Ta3AvQ/DSC00234_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6PmmGOLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ddoTLAmkoXw/s1600-h/DSC00235%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00235" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00235" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6RrIj2ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WameAGKdvsE/DSC00235_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Anywhos, I went to Bally just for the fun of it. I saw this absolutely gorgeous coat on their international website. I wasn’t really expecting to see anything there since it’s summer in Australia and we don’t usually get the Autumn-Winter collections till a season after Europe when it’s actually applicable here. But lo and behold! There on the rack was the most orgasmic coat I’ve ever perchance to lay my mortal eyes upon. It’s an espresso lamb shearling coat. It was quite heavy and completely lined with lamb shearling, even the hood. The sale assistant was really friendly. She helped me to try it on. The shoulders fit perfectly! That’s really rare for me to find anything that can fit my shoulders that nicely. The sleeves however, were too long. This fantastic epitome of fashion cost $8000. It was the only piece in Australia. The sales assistant rang up her manager and told her that the sleeves didn’t fit that well. The manager was willing to give me a 15% discount because that’s the only size they’ve got in Australia, being the only piece. That brought the price to $6800. Alterations would cost about $300. That would still be $7200, cheaper than getting it without alterations! I’m having serious fantasies about this coat. I need to find a rich suitor to get me that coat! I’m willing to sell my virginity for it! lol!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;After Susan was done, we met at the tea centre. I had Ti Kuan Yin tea. It was quite mellow with a slightly sweet aftertaste. But the weather was absolutely blistering hot! We went for our appointment and then ran some errands. Well, they were her errands but I was being chivalrous and accompanied her. I left the city at 1600 hrs. Got home and studied! I manage to get updated till the where we stopped at in the chemistry lectures. It was really challenging to stay focused. Kept talking with Panda and すけべ ちゃん. I read everyone’s blog. It seems like a sad period for most of us. I hope this won’t last too long. We’re gay, so be happy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s it for Monday. Now onto today! (Tuesday)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today wasn’t all that interesting. It was my first lab session for Biology though. It was really simple stuff. Just learning how to use the microscopes and the scales crap. It ended pretty fast. There were 2 lectures today. First one was at 0900 hrs. It was about scientific literature, mainly primary intelligence like peer-reviewed scientific journals. It was a pretty dry lecture. The second lecture was at 1400 hrs. It was alot more interesting. We learnt about major cellular components of Eukaryotes, e.g. Cytoplasm, Ribosomes, endoplasmic reticulum, Golgi, Lysosomes, Mitochondria, etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;In between the lab session and 2nd lecture, I went up and down campus. I thought I’d take a few pictures for you guys. It’s quite crappy but this is what the University of New South Wales is like. &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6UhST6HI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/37FURrnOKEI/s1600-h/DSC00246%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00246" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00246" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6XY58e9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/-zaWLiCYRxM/DSC00246_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Introducing, the UNSW Library Lawn&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6dGFJ1GI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dhIcwoZZwSM/s1600-h/DSC00247%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00247" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00247" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6fzEMBaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PAB3p5SzMyg/DSC00247_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Radial shades of grass&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6i-tTyRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lxOSKWO9n5k/s1600-h/DSC00248%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00248" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00248" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6mb3-bkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hesBnYSjRLo/DSC00248_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T&lt;font size="1"&gt;his is our ugly library…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6sECe2rI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UHFGgSqNlEI/s1600-h/DSC00249%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00249" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00249" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6tSBe_mI/AAAAAAAAAHs/OQHTHVvfPHk/DSC00249_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; The Main Walk&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6yaTvB6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/E0sDPj22eqw/s1600-h/DSC00255%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00255" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00255" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU60Nc_L5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/_zPVElx56kU/DSC00255_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Going along the main walk. On the left in the Red Centre (Mathsy place) and to the right is the Webber Building (Artsy Fartsy place)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU61lSnKkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CIBDPDxCVTk/s1600-h/DSC00250%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00250" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00250" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU64j37boI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_sC4akau0rw/DSC00250_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Welcome to the Scientia, only Engineering people get to use it…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU69Nv1vkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Z1c83IPwEHU/s1600-h/DSC00254%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00254" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00254" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6_uquEOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/d-jL_GO0P8M/DSC00254_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;The graduation ball. I gave it that name because all the graduates will take a picture with it with all their pretty outfits.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU7F7Rj6vI/AAAAAAAAAII/PFksfy0zBVc/s1600-h/DSC00256%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00256" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00256" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU7JQwIWHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/16XIcctN9A4/DSC00256_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Dalton Computer Labs. It’s where I come to do the crappy pre-lab stuff for Chemistry. So quiet during the “holidays” Everyone else is on holiday except me… Ultimate gheyness!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all for today dearies! Hope you liked the pictures!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-1846370826174797369?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/1846370826174797369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=1846370826174797369&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1846370826174797369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1846370826174797369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-going-on.html' title='What’s going on?!!?'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STU6GMcNSoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sXQWgGdkWsk/s72-c/DSC00228_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-1323001982794107350</id><published>2008-12-01T04:03:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T04:03:59.089+11:00</updated><title type='text'>T’was A Good Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had the most peculiar dream this morning. I’ve never had anything like it before. Everything is quite fragmented but this is what I can remember and have pieced together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I saw myself in a living room. White walls, white carpet and a long white sofa. There were two pretty hot Asian guys on that sofa with me. 1 of them was reclining at the other end of the sofa while the other was sitting closer towards me, hugging a red pillow. In my hands, I was holding a petrified Mata Mata &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STLHeboHvwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-HqBdlhMT4E/s1600-h/800px-matamata-turtle-2048x1536-tm%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="800px-matamata-turtle-2048x1536-tm" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="800px-matamata-turtle-2048x1536-tm" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STLHfQV0ItI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eZ8W1JulmHU/800px-matamata-turtle-2048x1536-tm_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;“&lt;font size="1"&gt;why am I made suddenly made of stone?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We talked for a bit, I forgot the dialogue we had but I somehow ended up joking that if he was already attached, I was going to hit him with my petrified mata mata. He laughed and apologetically said that he was already taken. He slid off the couch and sat on the floor, hugging the red cushion. I tossed the mata mata at him and crawl towards the other hot Asian guy lying down on the couch. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Soon I was in between his legs and looking face-to-face with him from above. I asked him if he had a boyfriend and he smiled and said no. He proceeded to gently put his warm hand behind the nape of my neck and slowly pulled me in. My heart started to palpitate as the distance between our lips diminished. He confidently had his eyes closed and I proceeded to do the same. Despite being shrouded in a world of darkness, I could still clearly picture his soft pink lips meeting with mine. They were warm like the radiance from the Spring sun, yet burning with passion. I was exhilarated and&amp;#160; anxious at the same time. I could feel my bottom lip quivering slightly but he reassuringly positioned his free hand on the small of my back. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Swelling with more confidence, I gently bit his lower lip and he let out an almost inaudible moan and where the slight partition of his lips were, I focused the attention of my lips. We had kissed again, this time it was riddled with desire. His tongue seductively slipped through the narrow gap between my lips and teased my tongue. I mimicked his tongue’s every twist, flick,&amp;#160; stroke until we were entwined, convoluted like a pair of vivacious serpents in the damp lair created by the convergence of our mouths.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;So engrossed in our debauchery that we almost didn’t realize someone else was coming into the room. I quickly slid off him, onto the floor with one arm draped over his torso and with the other hand, made a “V” pose to create the pretence that we were posing for a picture as the other Asian hottie with the red cushion and stone mata mata had his phone out and was playing with it. The one of the sofa deduced what I was planning and made a “V” sign with his fingers as well. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, that’s the end of the dream. I felt quite confused about the whole thing as I never had anything like this. Above anything else, it felt more romantic than erotic. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;After deliberating it with Panda, I guess that I want the romance more than sex. To be able to lie in his snug embrace, feeling like nothing in this world could harm me as long as he was there to protect me, to feel him gentle caressing me, to share a kiss exuding passion and love, to feel his heartbeat resonating to mine, to love and be loved in return. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jo(n)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-1323001982794107350?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/1323001982794107350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=1323001982794107350&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1323001982794107350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/1323001982794107350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/12/twas-good-dream.html' title='T’was A Good Dream'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STLHfQV0ItI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eZ8W1JulmHU/s72-c/800px-matamata-turtle-2048x1536-tm_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-2389680757154389197</id><published>2008-11-30T03:24:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T03:28:22.667+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Intermezzo Sinfonico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STFtE4LmBLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ScZxMLT7_wo/s1600-h/Intermezzo+Sinfonico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STFtE4LmBLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ScZxMLT7_wo/s320/Intermezzo+Sinfonico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274116569195480242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cavalleria Rusticana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another attempt at making some art. I just happened to be listening to intermezzo sinfonico at that time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-2389680757154389197?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/2389680757154389197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=2389680757154389197&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2389680757154389197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/2389680757154389197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/intermezzo-sinfonico.html' title='Intermezzo Sinfonico'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/STFtE4LmBLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ScZxMLT7_wo/s72-c/Intermezzo+Sinfonico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-8671321092469373511</id><published>2008-11-29T22:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T02:10:37.559+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea bag'/><title type='text'>Tea Bagging: The Unknown Dangers</title><content type='html'>Recent studies and surveys have shown that a large percentage of today's youths and elderly are unaware of the potential dangers of tea bagging. This form of tea-bagging is not to be confused with that of windsurfing or other watersports where an individual is "teabagged" when they fall beneath the water of a choppy wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After constant pressure from numerous international organisations such as the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Catholic Union&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nominal Tea-bagging&lt;/span&gt;" and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Confederation Of Concerned Kins"&lt;/span&gt;, the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;International Directive&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insignificant Offensive Transitory Statistics&lt;/span&gt;" was repealed to allow disclosure of the highly confidential statistics for public awareness. Over the past 10 years, awareness of the dangers of tea-bagging as well as the act of tea-bagging has diminished to a state where even the offenders themselves are unaware of what they are doing, much less the dire consequences which may ensue. In 1998, 87.85% of youths (14 - 21) and 93.73% of the elderly (50 - 80) were conscious of the proper approach to tea-bagging, in fact, many of the elderly accredited their health and longevity to daily administration of thorough tea-bagging. Sadly, this level of understanding regarding the therapeutic and holistic benefits of appropriate tea-bagging has not been adequately communicated to the irresponsible youths and cavalier elderly of today's modern society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much speculation of the reason behind this alarming trend points to the failing education system. Since it's removal from the primary and secondary syllabus all over the world by their country's respective Board of Studies, the sharp incline in accidents caused by negligent tea-bagging has resulted in an influx of patients to Emergency Rooms or A&amp;amp;Es. In turn, this has led to an insufficient supply of staff to attend to more critical admissions such as those suffering from Influenza which to this day still has no cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of this situation, a campaign to create awareness of the hazards of reckless tea-bagging has been spearheaded by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Confederacy for Re-education to the Adolescent Public"&lt;/span&gt;. Dr. Ben Dover, the chairperson of the organisation has provided a summary of the important details an enthusiastic tea-bagger should always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The internationally approved method of tea-bagging - the Alaskan snow cone tea bagging which involves putting ice cream or ice on your ball bag before hand. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tea-bagging should be done in a safe environment. Sharp objects such as needles, knives and mechanical pencils should be kept away from the tea bag.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tea bags come in a variety of sizes. Some may sag more than other. This is natural, no reconstructive procedures are necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Refrain from pulling too hard while tea-bagging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid squeezing the tea bag too hard once the desireable effects of tea-bagging have been obtained as the tea bag may rupture, spilling out it's contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The optimal temperature for tea-bagging is 36.8 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Celsius" title="Celsius"&gt;°C&lt;/a&gt; (98.2 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fahrenheit" title="Fahrenheit"&gt;°F&lt;/a&gt;). Tea bagging is paramount in moist environments. Do not expose to extreme temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cream may be added while tea-bagging to enhance taste and allow for smoother tea-bagging due to a reduction in friction.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid sharing or putting unfamiliar tea bags into one's mouth as infectious diseases such as oral herpes may be transmitted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Further information may be found at your local tea-bagging information centre or on the internet via numerous search engines such as Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do feel free to leave constructive comments regarding the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This report is dedicated to Ici and his alternate personality, Ren.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-8671321092469373511?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/8671321092469373511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=8671321092469373511&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8671321092469373511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8671321092469373511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/tea-bagging-unknown-dangers.html' title='Tea Bagging: The Unknown Dangers'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-5037101764048417776</id><published>2008-11-29T00:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:24:46.399+11:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Week 1</title><content type='html'>Hi ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a relatively boring day. Chemistry session today. I thought lectures were starting at 1000 hrs today but it was actually 0930 hrs. Good thing I actually left early to reach uni by 0930 anyways. The lecturer went really fast as well. It was raining alot today. The first lecture slightly earlier at 1015 hrs. We had a short break before tutorial at 1030 hrs. One of my friends, Langer  had to go to the Law Library to check his marks. My other friend, Klement and I sat at the Foyer. He bought a giant cookie from the vending machine and I nibbled on my peanut butter sandwich (specially requested peanut butter today). I decided to ditch Dr Kakali's tutorial and went to Anna Choy's one instead. According to my friends, she seemed relatively happy to see me. It seemed like I was the only one participating in her tutorial, exactly the same as Dr Kakali's. There were less hot guys though. Would that be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us were discussing some problem in the tutorial even after it had ended. That ate into our 30 mins break time before the next lecture. Anna Choy and I had a chat while the other 2 were still figuring out how to solve the question. My method was different from theirs so I couldn't really help them understand it. I told her that Organic Chemistry was my worst nemesis and she gave me some tips on rote learning the reactions. There are really alot of reaction to memorise.  Before we knew it, it was almost time for the next lecture to start. Good thing it paused raining and the lecture theatre wasn't that far from the Australian School of Business (ASB). (ASB used to belong to the science faculty until they renovated it and the business school came in and stole our property! It's serious really nice inside! I should have taken a few pictures before it started. Will do that next week :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lecture would be the last one for the day. It was soooo warm. The freaking air conditioners weren't working. Everyone was practically inhaling each other's "exhaust". Quite a relief that no one let one rip. That would have been disastrous! We were all restless from the heat and the sheer complication of the lecture. He was still going really fast. He was asking questions and no one was bothering to reply. I think no one could. We just gave him blank stares of death. He ended up answering his own questions. He is a nice guy though. Just that no one was in the mood to be accommodating. We ended early since we were pretty much brain dead. The lecture had lasted for 1 hr 15 mins. It had started to rain pretty heavily once we left the lecture theatre. I did talk to one of the hot guys in Dr Kakali's tutorial class. His name is Mark. He's really nice and quite hot, that is, until he says something. He's a total drama queen! Don't get me wrong, I don't despise him or anything, on the contrary, I find them exceedingly amusing with all their exaggerated movements and expressions. Always cracks me up. Well, I left without saying goodbye which was pretty rude of me but he was talking to his other group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klement and I went to McDonald's McCafe. I had a standard chocolate frappé. It was really yum. Dad sent me an sms asking me if I was done for the day. I was quite surprised that he finished that early on Fridays. He came and picked me up and we went for steak at the club. It was pretty nice. Medium-rare sirloin steak with steamed veggies and chips. I wasn't really hungry when we ate but I was pretty stuffed after that steak. We came home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a rather fascinating speculation that I discussed with Kevin. Despite the possibility that everything up to now has been nothing but utter lies, do I really want to shatter this illusion and confront the truth? Would I be happier going along with the lie? Or will dire consequences ensue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be or not to be, that is the question;&lt;br /&gt;Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer&lt;br /&gt;The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,&lt;br /&gt;Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,&lt;br /&gt;And by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep;&lt;br /&gt;No more; and by a sleep to say we end&lt;br /&gt;The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks&lt;br /&gt;That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation&lt;br /&gt;Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;&lt;br /&gt;To sleep, perchance to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh well, I guess now's not the time to be worrying about such trivial things. I've got exams to prepare for! 7 more weeks left... This is truly unnerving! I had a super long nap after I got back home and have not done any revision at all... Instead, I made a new blog header, which I'm sure all your lovely people would have noticed right from the start, right? RIGHT? I made it myself :( I hope you like. I'm feeling like an emo crackpot at the moment, so I shan't infect you any further with my mindless blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-5037101764048417776?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/5037101764048417776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=5037101764048417776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5037101764048417776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5037101764048417776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-week-1.html' title='End of Week 1'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-6518128718189018535</id><published>2008-11-27T22:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:56:35.495+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for results!?!? Oh no... =(</title><content type='html'>How-dilly-do-dally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't as cold as yesterday. It was about 27 degrees Celsius. It's was a biology session today. According to the timetable, I had lectures from 0900 hrs - 1000 hrs and 1400 hrs - 1500 hrs. Thankfully, the later lecture was rescheduled to 1100 hrs - 1200 hrs. That was quite a relief. On a more miserable note, I had realised that I had forgotten to bring my wallet with me. It was quite a disaster. Good thing one of my mates had a spare travel pass. I'd have to walk home otherwise. Today's lecture covered cell structures. We mostly did bacteria and archaea cell structures and a bit about viruses. The first lecture was slightly dry but it got pretty exciting for the second one. (And I mean it in all honesty.) We had a small debate/discussion whether or not viruses were considered to be alive. It didn't exactly come under the scientific definition of "life" but when a virion enters a host cell and uses it to replicate, does it not show how very much "alive" it is? We also discussed about the endo-symbiosis of chloroplast by plant cells as it "consumes" cyanobacteria. Fascinating stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got home at 1330 hrs and had lunch. Mummy packed lunch for me again :D But I didn't have the chance to eat it at Uni since I spent the break doing chemistry tutorial questions for tomorrow. After lunch, I left to go to the city for a short break to meet Derrick. He works at Qantas (such a crappy airlines) and is leaving for Frankfurt tomorrow so we went to the tea centre since he's quite a tea enthusiast as well. He tried the Buddha Tears and I had the Gunpowder Temple of Heaven. This one had a much harsher taste than the rest that I've tried. It's a green tea with an "explosive" taste. It had a dry-slightly bitter aftertaste. A rather strong brew compared to the other teas. I enjoyed the experience nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan came to join us and I introduced her to Derrick. Susan being a very direct self just went on about getting everything waxed on Monday (I'm going with her to get some parts done as well ;p) and about some other not so appropriate dinning conversation topics.  She was hilarious. Derrick was shocked! He commented that he has never met anyone like her before. Oh and Derrick bats for the same team as well. He's attached already though but I don't have any feelings for him so it's all good anyways. He's cute and all but we're too much of friends for me to be turned on by him. We met at 1500 hrs and stayed around the city until 1730 hrs. He went for a haircut after that and I went home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was quiet as usual. Was watching the current affairs program about the insurgency strike in India. Derrick mentioned about it earlier on. Qantas had pulled out MOST of their staff from India. Some poor buggers were stranded there. Currently, no flights to and from India are permissible in Austrlia. After dinner I continued to work on my chemistry tutorial which is due tomorrow. I feel bad if I ditched Dr Kakali's class though since no one else probably does any work there. Oh well, will see how things go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I received my total marks for the previous semester via e-mail. It isn't anything too fantastic. I was slightly disappointed with my marks but I guess I got what I deserved. I had switched to holiday mode even before the biology paper. Meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNSW Assessment Results for Semester 2 2008&lt;br /&gt;Issued at Thu Nov 27 16:50:02  2008&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;br /&gt;Session  Course    Title                            Result&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;br /&gt;  T2     BIOS1101  Evolutionary &amp;amp; Functional Biol...69 CR&lt;br /&gt;  T2    CHEM1011   Fundamentals of Chem 1A..........75 DN&lt;br /&gt;  T2    GENC6002  Marketing and the  Consumer.......69 CR&lt;br /&gt;  T2    GENS6013  Plants&amp;amp;People:Murder Magic  Med...82 DN&lt;br /&gt;  T2    MATH1041  Stats for Life &amp;amp; Soc Sciences....78  DN&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term WAM:   74.375  Overall WAM:  74.375  Undergraduate&lt;br /&gt;Provisional Academic Standing :  Good Standing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 0.625 marks away from a WAM distinction... Gheyness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, will try harder next time. I don't think I will even be able to do as well this summer term. I hope I will be able to remain focused on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the updates for today. This is Jo(n) reporting from Sydney. Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-6518128718189018535?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/6518128718189018535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=6518128718189018535&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6518128718189018535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/6518128718189018535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-for-results-oh-no.html' title='Time for results!?!? Oh no... =('/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-8938771435027233561</id><published>2008-11-26T16:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:52:48.804+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of Chemistry Session</title><content type='html'>Yaho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today began with me rolling out of bed, shivering in the cold. It's supposed to be summer so I don't usually wear excessive clothing to bed...  (note to self: find a hot lover before winter comes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 5 hours of sleep, I felt like crap. Had to quickly get ready to go to Uni. Today's schedule is chemistry, chemistry and more chemistry... yay...&lt;br /&gt;0930 hrs was some administrative stuff. I was somewhat awake as I had friends around. The course coordinator's beard has grown longer over the short break since the exams. Must be for Christmas coming up.&lt;br /&gt;1000 hrs was the first lecture for chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;"Atomic structure, yay, i know this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait hang on... why is physics getting involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGG!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much how the first lecture went. Hurrah for quantum mechanics of electron configuration... I was so tired I fell asleep after 30 mins. Good thing I was sitting at the side of the lecture hall. It was pretty bad. I woke up after 5 mins and tried to remain awake. It was a gruelling battle which I had ultimately won. We had a 30 min break so my mates and I went down to the cafe beside the Uni Bar to get something to eat and drink. My mummy packed me lunch. Lurbs yew mummsie! It was pork floss with bread! My favourite! yay! I was feeling happy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1030 hrs, went to the Law Building for chemistry tutorial. I wanted Anna Choy, my previous tutor for this session as she's really good but I had Dr Kakali Chowdhury. I got my friends who were in Anna's tutorial to ask if I could join in next session and she seemed quite happy! Yay! Dr Kakali is a friendly little Indian lady with a mutated British accent. She had wonderful phonetics but there was that underlying Indian-English accent that made me giggle to myself. The classroom was somewhat packed. There are 3 hot guys in my class. 2 Asian, 1 Caucasian. The Caucasian guy sat next to me. He smelled of cigarettes. I'm hesitant to change tutorial classes now ;p The tutorial went very much slower than I had liked it to go. Dr Kakali talks with such speed that tectonic plates could have collided enough to make a mountain even before she finished a sentence. Goooo Dr Kakali! I had two questions I needed help with. She only managed to do one before the 1 hr tutorial lesson ended. And it seemed like I was the only one who did the tutorial questions beforehand. She was constantly looking at me for answers. I feel bad about ditching her and hopping over to Anna Choy's class now. Oooo, dilemma dilemma... What to do now? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after tutorial, I had to rush back to the lecture theatre for the second chemistry lecture. More quantum-chemistry... So depressing that I'm so lost... Ground state configuration, configuration of ions all the way up to atomic properties and more electron configuration... I managed to stay awake although I was very restless in my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite relieved that the day was over after this class. Next week, I'd have a 3 hour lab session after this lecture... Normally, a semester would be 14 weeks long. Recently, they shortened a normal session to 12 weeks and for summer session, the entire course is being crammed into 8 weeks. The final exams of both BABS and Chem clashes with my flight plans to Singapore. If the faculties do agree to allow me to sit for the exam, it means that I'd be sitting for each exam on the day of the last lecture. I don't know how I'm going to study at this rate... Maybe I'll just have to forfeit those questions pertaining to that lecture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 1630 hrs. I was cheered up by my package arriving from Global Gear. I had placed an order for a new sword cleaning kit, a tanto stand and a necklace almost 3 months ago. (it was only supposed to take 2 weeks... but I'm still happy anyways :D) I decided to camwhore a bit with it. Here are the results. Let me know what you think of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSz3G7RbRSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sS2FuLnubTY/s1600-h/Picture+2671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSz3G7RbRSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sS2FuLnubTY/s320/Picture+2671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272860962106066210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Phoenix chasing the Crane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSz3HbVIF5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/3DD3Elzk27U/s1600-h/Picture+2681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSz3HbVIF5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/3DD3Elzk27U/s320/Picture+2681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272860970711521170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sterling Silver&lt;br /&gt;This pendant is the mini version of the original tsuba (sword hand guard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSz3HhIMb_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/vCDLkSP3qzU/s1600-h/Picture+2711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSz3HhIMb_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/vCDLkSP3qzU/s320/Picture+2711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272860972267892722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Argh me mateys! (Insert pirate noises here)&lt;br /&gt;My eyes actually felt a bit tired while posing and it turned out like this. Should I apply to be their model? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-8938771435027233561?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/8938771435027233561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=8938771435027233561&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8938771435027233561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8938771435027233561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-day-of-chemistry-session.html' title='1st day of Chemistry Session'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSz3G7RbRSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sS2FuLnubTY/s72-c/Picture+2671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-237369932529264370</id><published>2008-11-25T12:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:05:18.036+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biology'/><title type='text'>First Day of Summer Term</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;G'd&lt;/span&gt; day mates,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using the computers at the Law Library at Uni to type this blog. So far, I've had my first biology lab for BABS 1201. It was absolutely gay, even by my standards, which says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;! I got to Uni at around 0900 hrs. Class didn't start until 1000 hrs so I escaped to the main library to use the computers. I couldn't access &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt; from the main library which was really crappy. The "1" key doesn't work on the stupid keyboard either. But I did manage to get onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ebuddy&lt;/span&gt; and went on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;. I saw Kevin online and bitched about how miserable life is. It was good. Haven't had the chance to chat with him for a few days so it was pretty good. That cheered me up a bit. I was also chatting with Elsie while waiting for time to trickle by. There was a hot guy that came in and sat diagonally opposite me. I could perv on him without looking too awkward. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;, I'm such a slut it's unbelievable. He had nice legs. I think he plays soccer by the look of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the library for class at 0950 hrs just as hot guy was leaving as well. Today's lab was so pathetic! We just covered the safety procedures, seating plan and a short quiz (on the first lesson). After that, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;adjourned&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;car park&lt;/span&gt; to be enlightened by the "this is the evacuation assembly area" speech. We had ended class at 1050 hrs. I had nothing to do until 1400 hrs when I had the Biology lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Langer&lt;/span&gt; was doing the same class as me. We went to the bookstore to pick up his lab manual for chemistry and then to the ARC store to get a file. Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Maccas&lt;/span&gt; to get a Chocolate Frappe. It's so decadent! I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to get fat soon but then I've had to walk up and down the bastard steps I think I lost more weight than i had actually gained. Came back to Uni to use the computers at Law Library. So here I am, with 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; left till i get logged out from the computers. =) How exciting... I have a chemistry tutorial tomorrow and I didn't think to bring my chem tutorial questions. So I'm basically stoning in front of the computer, watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; and blog hopping until 1400 hrs when I have to trek all the way to upper campus biomedical theatre for this afternoon's lecture. Sigh... Oh, on a more positive note, there's a slightly-above average hot guy in the other lab. I'll probably get to see him again during lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lurbs&lt;/span&gt; yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-237369932529264370?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/237369932529264370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=237369932529264370&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/237369932529264370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/237369932529264370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-day-of-summer-term.html' title='First Day of Summer Term'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-8311754923033641267</id><published>2008-11-24T22:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:06:58.260+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wakizashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='almond pudding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rust'/><title type='text'>Summer Cleaning Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqL3bUTvmI/AAAAAAAAADA/_PyNS6pJIBo/s1600-h/blobfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqL3bUTvmI/AAAAAAAAADA/_PyNS6pJIBo/s320/blobfish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272180098132590178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have feelings too you know! *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi dearies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a tiring day. I tried to revert back to my sleep routine of 6 hours since Uni starts again tomorrow but I ended up waking at 1215 hrs. I wasn't sure what to do today. My friend Elsie was back in Sydney but she wasn't available to go to the city today. I stoned for a bit and decided to go to Uni to pick up my course manual for Chem 1021. I had to rush a bit because Bee Bee was driving Mum's car to work and I could catch a lift from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left home at 1310 hrs and I reached the university bookshop at about 1335 hrs. The queue was pretty long. I met Jeffrey in the queue. He was ahead of me. There was a somewhat hot guy standing a few places behind me but I wasn't in the mood to start fantasizing whilst in the queue. Had to climb up the bastard steps (i think it's actually called Baster steps but everyone calls them bastard steps because it's a serious work out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gett&lt;/span&gt;ing up the 100 odd steps! That's like a good workout on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stairmaster&lt;/span&gt; in the gym) to get to the other bookshop. Bought a gray file to put in the course manual. Cheapskate chemistry faculty didn't bother putting it in a file for us. At least the Biology people did. Met Jeffrey at the second bookshop. He was supposed to have a tutorial on but it got cancelled. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maccas&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;) for lunch. I had a double quarter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pounder&lt;/span&gt; meal. Got it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;upsized&lt;/span&gt; for free with my student card. This was my first time using my student card. I never knew it was that useful. The bus took ages to arrive but I got home eventually. I spotted 2 more hot guys on the bus today. 1 of them was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt;. Even though he wore glasses he wasn't geeky or anything. Maybe it was that fitting white G-Star Raw shirt he was wearing. The other was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Caucasian&lt;/span&gt; bloke in a suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqTbZOH7aI/AAAAAAAAADI/oCq14XyHmNg/s1600-h/phpuwEr2yAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqTbZOH7aI/AAAAAAAAADI/oCq14XyHmNg/s320/phpuwEr2yAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272188412626464162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Snowie&lt;/span&gt; was waiting for me when I got home. Poor pup was lonely by himself. He was jumping all over me. I went to the kitchen to check on my almond pudding. It was done! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqUF7b5amI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wc0vCbx7CoY/s1600-h/php3gkd6uAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqUF7b5amI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wc0vCbx7CoY/s320/php3gkd6uAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272189143365544546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my not so 1334 cutting skills! Just as white as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Snowie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqUfWbeTlI/AAAAAAAAADY/W46OjUaMuV0/s1600-h/phpYHQRuYAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqUfWbeTlI/AAAAAAAAADY/W46OjUaMuV0/s320/phpYHQRuYAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272189580108254802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finishing touches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After slicing them into cubes and adding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;longans&lt;/span&gt; in, I popped it back into the fridge and got ready to clean my babies. I was feeling rather pooped out so I decided to just do the 5 major ones today. Took them out of my room and brought them into the living room since that was larger area. My room is tiny! And yes, I sleep with knives all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqV4lphkjI/AAAAAAAAADg/fc-VMZbXsVk/s1600-h/phpwIlEfQAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqV4lphkjI/AAAAAAAAADg/fc-VMZbXsVk/s320/phpwIlEfQAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272191113202078258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The piano really comes in handy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqXN4rgROI/AAAAAAAAADo/YpA9G1sCpYg/s1600-h/phpVlT8RHAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqXN4rgROI/AAAAAAAAADo/YpA9G1sCpYg/s320/phpVlT8RHAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192578599535842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The sword cleaning kit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqXf7k72rI/AAAAAAAAADw/7s9k26hGI0E/s1600-h/phppC0rhTAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqXf7k72rI/AAAAAAAAADw/7s9k26hGI0E/s320/phppC0rhTAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192888614935218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The tools inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It took me a long time to work on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;katana&lt;/span&gt; set today. The condition has deteriorated by quite a bit was I wasn't around to clean them for the past 2 years. My heart bled for them. These are some of my most prized possessions. I don't really know how else to describe emotions I'm feeling besides the disappointment and ignominy.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;katana&lt;/span&gt; (long one) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wakizashi&lt;/span&gt; (medium one) took me about an hour to clean in total but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tanto&lt;/span&gt; (small one) took the longest as it had rust spots all over. I felt so distraught over it's condition. It took me 2 hours of non-stop polishing with steel wool and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;choji&lt;/span&gt;. I had gone into a semi-trance like state from the monotonous "wanking" movements and memories of my childhood started flooding back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered back to when I was in primary school in Singapore and the nanny/house-help that took care of me for 13 years since I was 3 years old. She was a really nice elderly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Lankan&lt;/span&gt; lady that took great care of my family. I remember this once when I was about 13 years old and I was really sick in the middle of the night. Everyone was still asleep and I woke up to throw up. I threw up in the sink, it didn't occur to me that I should have done it in the toilet bowl instead. I woke up my mum and she was slightly annoyed that I had thrown up in the sink. I don't blame her since it was probably like 4 am in the morning and she had to get up early to go to work the next day. I was feeling feverish so I couldn't sleep in the air-conditioned room with my parents. I went out to the living room and curled into a ball on the sofa. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kusuma&lt;/span&gt;, that was her name, woke up and felt my forehead. She made some lemon water and brought a bin just in case I needed to throw up again. She was a Christian lady, along with my family, so she knelt beside me and prayed for me. She kept me company for most of the night. I am truly grateful that I had someone there when I was feeling so sick. But then I remembered the times when I was nasty and rude to her. I felt so guilty. I never got to tell her that I was sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was about it. I gave up on rust removal. I did however, manage to remove most of it. All that remains was the gray blemishes which were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;unnoticeable&lt;/span&gt;. I finished up cleaning the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;shirasaya&lt;/span&gt; (wooden one) and the Lord of the Rings High Elven Blade. I was really worn out after that. But I still managed to pull off some minor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;camwhoring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqf03EJy-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/9YPfNkAcWCk/s1600-h/phpsfk5HpAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqf03EJy-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/9YPfNkAcWCk/s320/phpsfk5HpAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272202044273970146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;quite tired, but enough energy to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqf0GexUgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gC4b0N80I5M/s1600-h/phpNf9zWoAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqf0GexUgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gC4b0N80I5M/s320/phpNf9zWoAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272202031232274946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Epic fail with the "duck" smile. I don't know how some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt; guys can pull it off really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had dinner, and then desert. That cheered me up a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got back to my room with a bowl of Almond pudding with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Longan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqhggWOb7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2g3F4ssnf2g/s1600-h/phplVkbr7AM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqhggWOb7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2g3F4ssnf2g/s320/phplVkbr7AM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272203893601628082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;home made desert! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I looked through the Chem course manual I had bought today. I almost choked on my pudding. It was horrible! The only word that came to mind was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;" and that isn't even a word! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, that's it for today. I really don't know what else I can share with you. Sorry for the &lt;/span&gt;onslaught of pictures today. I'll leave you guys with some pictures of the minor details with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;katana&lt;/span&gt; set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Lurbs&lt;/span&gt; yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo(n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Willy pointed out that Jon sounds more manly so I shall go with that ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk-KiaWSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/W2ZychVgElc/s1600-h/phpu5y09EAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk-KiaWSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/W2ZychVgElc/s320/phpu5y09EAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272207701678119202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;flower &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;motif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk9i87MyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gVFT5VfNss8/s1600-h/phpedbuH1AM.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk9i87MyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gVFT5VfNss8/s320/phpedbuH1AM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272207691051905826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;More flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk9cCQO_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1C3sUTZQA8o/s1600-h/php23ztfyAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk9cCQO_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1C3sUTZQA8o/s320/php23ztfyAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272207689195207666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Katana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Wakizashi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Tanto&lt;/span&gt; set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk9s_EfuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/CYZ62UTM91g/s1600-h/phpFXuUUKAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk9s_EfuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/CYZ62UTM91g/s320/phpFXuUUKAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272207693745258210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;twin lions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk9Cv7bCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UJMLrxcbHew/s1600-h/php6i0GCwAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqk9Cv7bCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UJMLrxcbHew/s320/php6i0GCwAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272207682407459874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; got twin lions everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-8311754923033641267?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/8311754923033641267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=8311754923033641267&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8311754923033641267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8311754923033641267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/summer-cleaning-session.html' title='Summer Cleaning Session'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSqL3bUTvmI/AAAAAAAAADA/_PyNS6pJIBo/s72-c/blobfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-4364672739022152514</id><published>2008-11-23T23:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:30:42.682+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSlYs0umzAI/AAAAAAAAACo/poI5c46sMKQ/s1600-h/bin_laden_achmed_dead_terrorist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSlYs0umzAI/AAAAAAAAACo/poI5c46sMKQ/s320/bin_laden_achmed_dead_terrorist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271842365905488898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Silence! I keeeel you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today out of the ordinary. It was friggin' cold when I went to church in the morning (serious lack of sleep), came back home for lunch. Today's lunch was different. The parents invited some church friends over for lunch. It was pretty good. Snowie was locked in the sun room because one of the little girls were scared of dogs. Snowie's a big whinger. Could hear him whinging from the dining room. After lunch was done, Bee Bee carried him out. We convinced little Joy to pat him. Snowie's such an attention whore. Probably rubbed off on me :p Drank alot of tea today. We made Genmaicha (玄米茶). It had a more grassy-herbaceous flavour to it. It went well with the pie Steven bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time everyone had left, it was already 1600 hrs. Despite knocking back many cups of tea, I hopped into bed. Woke up at 1900 hrs and went for the evening service with the parents. After that we headed for East Gardens to do some grocery shopping. Came back home for dinner. Dinner ended at around 2200 hrs. I was bored and miserable from reality (elaborated last blog entry) so I decided to make almond pudding. After stirring frantically for 10 mins over a hot stove, I was quite pleased with the consistency but then I realised I had shot myself in the leg as there was a thick layer of froth at the top. I tried to remove as much of it as possible. It was painstakingly long. Well, I popped it into the fridge to harder. Hopefully by tomorrow, I'll feel better when it's done. I've got canned longans ready as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's currently 0003 hrs and I'm looking around my room, thinking of what to do while listening to Viva La Vida by Coldplay. I went to check on the new blog posts by all the hot guys. All of them were really interesting. Their lives are alot more fascinating than mine, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will have to called the school of Biological Sciences and ask them if the exam date for the Summer Term has been confirmed on the 4th Feb. I swear, that is the biggest hoax ever! On the academic calender it stated that the Summer Term starts from the 24th Nov '08 to the 30th Jan '09. Trusting that the academic calendar wouldn't lie to me, I had already booked my flight back to Singapore on the 1st Feb. The worst case scenario is that I drop BABS 1201 - Molecules, Cells &amp;amp; Genes... Wee... Massive fun ensues... I hope Chemistry for the Summer Term wouldn't be as much of a pain as BABS. I will have to do some summer-cleaning tomorrow as well. I have been neglecting my sword maintenance for a long time. I really hope they haven't developed rust otherwise, I'd be spending the next few days trying to remove the rust without scratching the blade. I'll have to re-moisturise my whip for ici too. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, I've got nothing else to whinge/bitch/whine/talk about. So I'll take some emo pictures of myself with my webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSlaSZdhCRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QQDNfJ1Lr3U/s1600-h/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSlaSZdhCRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QQDNfJ1Lr3U/s320/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271844110932707602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Silence! I keeeel you! Bah, I will need to clean alot of these tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSlaSCAZCqI/AAAAAAAAACw/GWyIJ2gVnXo/s1600-h/phpAICRcbAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSlaSCAZCqI/AAAAAAAAACw/GWyIJ2gVnXo/s320/phpAICRcbAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271844104636533410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;emo-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-4364672739022152514?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/4364672739022152514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=4364672739022152514&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/4364672739022152514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/4364672739022152514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/gloomy-sunday.html' title='Gloomy Sunday'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSlYs0umzAI/AAAAAAAAACo/poI5c46sMKQ/s72-c/bin_laden_achmed_dead_terrorist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-8345666697387534790</id><published>2008-11-23T02:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:59:21.274+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Melancholy of Jo</title><content type='html'>Today has been pretty miserable. No job, no boyfriend, no money. All my job applications have been unsuccessful. For every single one of them, I have had to call them up personally to find out that I've been rejected. So much for their customer service. To recap where I've applied for... Bally, Body Shop, Guess, Perfume Connection, Myers, David Jones and Molton Brown. It's going to be a sad Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had about 6 hours of sleep, which is pretty good considering I had more than 10 hours the previous day. I felt ugly today. Everyone was busy with their own little thing and I felt bad about going out since I just got back home from a two day trip and that going out equates to more expenditure. When I got up, the house was deserted, save for Snowie who just sat the front door, wagging his tail and looking at me with his big almond-shaped eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, I managed to check my provisional marks for my Statistics finals. I got a distinction. I was a few marks shy of a high distinction though. My elation dwindled into despondence pretty fast as I returned to reality - no job, no boyfriend, no money. Bah, humbug! It's not like I'm desperate for a boyfriend or anything, I'm contented with being single but there will always be this void that can only be filled by that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take my mind off things, I escaped into the magical world of Valkyrie Profile 2: Silmeria. Yes, I know it's an old game but I haven't had the chance to complete it. I'm at Chapter 2, monotonously attempting to level up Leona and Arrgngrim (I'm pretty sure I spelt his name wrong) to level 40 as they will leave my party at the end of Chapter 3 and if I manage to get them to that level, I'll be awarded with uber h4x0rz weapons! Yaaaaay! It's like an investment for an easier future. I know I'm a nerd, don't have to rub it in... yes, that means you Kevin! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone on my MSN list seems busy so I didn't have anyone to chat to the whole day. It wasn't till the evening that one of my girlfriends from Singapore needed help with putting together a snazzy ensemble for a "glitz and glamour" event. I spent the next hour or so helping her work through hair style, dress and accessories through a crappy webcam while watching Gladiator on TV. Go Maximus! RAWR! It was pretty late by the time I was satisfied with her outfit and the movie had ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blog hopping and reading comments (thank you lovely people for leaving comments. I'm somewhat happy and horrified that there are people actually reading my blog!) All the hot guys out there seem to have found someone they can snuggle up to when it's raining and cold outside. I felt depressed that I've been single since... forever... Don't get me wrong, I'm not exactly in any hurry to get a boyfriend. I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I'm just craving the novelty of a relationship? Whatever it is, I don't want to make any hurried decisions and end up regretting in the future. I'm happy for those who have found a partner and I sincerely do wish them all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, no job, no boyfriend, no money. Oh and university is starting again next week... Sad Christmas in chemistry and bio lab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-8345666697387534790?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/8345666697387534790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=8345666697387534790&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8345666697387534790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8345666697387534790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/melancholy-of-jo.html' title='The Melancholy of Jo'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-4224864027398360233</id><published>2008-11-21T18:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:46:23.030+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From the Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 2 days since I've left for the country side of New South Wales from the bustling city life. It was an excruciating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trip&lt;/span&gt; but the view was absolutely breathtaking. This trip began at 0800 hrs on the 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; November 2008 at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kingsford&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;. I had to wake up at 0600 to make it there on time. Lack of beauty sleep = PMS like a bitch. I felt a bit sick but after a sausage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McMuffin&lt;/span&gt; and hot tea, I felt better. We didn't meet up until 0830 hrs. 5 of us were shoved into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Volkswagen&lt;/span&gt; golf. Such a petite car. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;seized&lt;/span&gt; the opportunity to catch up on my sleep deficit so I passed out cold for the next 4 hours. By the time I had awoken up, we were about to enter a small town. I was back to my jovial self again. We had a deliberation about what we were going to have for lunch. The massive billboards advertising for the various fast food outlets made the decision harder. It wasn't until we saw the Hungry Jacks (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aussie&lt;/span&gt; version of Burger King) billboard that we had a unanimous vote. Lunch never felt so good! I had a Whopper meal. The other 2 guys ordered the Aussie Burger and a huge meat-stuffed burger while the girls didn't eat. I was given the largest amount of fries and we were hypothesizing why that was so. I concluded that it was because of my charming smile and a lovely personality. It must have convinced the young male manager to give me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way after that to Orange. The plan was to go Cherry picking but when we reached Orange's Visitor Information Centre, we found out that Cherries weren't ready for picking for another 3 weeks. We were given a map of the local attractions to give it a shot anyways. We decided to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hurstberry&lt;/span&gt; Farm to pick strawberries instead since Angeline gave them a call in the morning and they did say they were opened for picking but after driving in circles and finally locating the place, we discovered that they were closed. We tried calling them again but this time, no one picked up. We were seriously peeved off by it and swore to boycott their products. It was quite a funny experience now that I think about it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Unphased&lt;/span&gt;, we went on to look at the other attractions around. We went to visit a few vineyards but sadly out of the 3 we were trying to get to, only the last one was open. The owner of the vineyard gave us a personal wine tasting session of his products. The view from the top of the vineyard where the wine tasting was held was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt;. We saw roaming fields of green with neatly arranged grape vines on one side and cherry trees with unripe green fruit on the other. The distant hills were shrouded in clouds as we were sprinkled in light rain. Out of all the wine I tasted at the vineyard, I was most taken by the Cherry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Liqueur&lt;/span&gt; and the Cherry Port. The cherry port lacked maturity but in a few years it'd be wonderful. All of us placed our order together to buy a case. It totalled to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;AUD&lt;/span&gt; $100 for 5 Cherry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Liqueurs&lt;/span&gt; and 1 Cherry Port. It was quite a bargain. I was the first one to go red from the wine tasting. I would acclaim this embarrassing phenomenon to my fair complexion and good circulation. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting late and we headed for the town of Oberon as that was where our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;accommodation&lt;/span&gt; would be. We had to settle dinner soon as it was almost 1700 hrs. We went to the local tavern to get dinner. I had a sirloin steak which costs $10. It was ... alright for $10. We went to the motor inn which wasn't as far as we thought it'd be. It looked pretty crummy on the outside but when we went in, it was a really cozy little cottage. Everything looked new. The parquet floors were spotless. I did have a strong inkling however that this entire "shack" was bought from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; and just tied to the ground. It was cheap and cozy which was perfect as it was raining rather heavily outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up to leave at 0900 hrs if we were to reach the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jenolan&lt;/span&gt; Caves and the Blue Mountains on time. We had cake for breakfast. Angeline had made it before we left Sydney. I fell asleep in the car on the way to the caves again. The usual cycle was to wake up, laugh a bit and then go back to sleep. We reached the caves at 1000 hrs. We made it just in time for the tour to the Temple of Baal at 1015 hrs. It was quite a nice tour of the caves. We saw the angel's wing which was rather magnificent. Even though it looks flimsy, it is actually solid rock. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271050606718173778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSaImX6LQlI/AAAAAAAAACg/f2WmHbPTEec/s320/n519811197_1462488_5037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The cave was spectacular but we couldn't leave the caves from 1145 hrs to 1315 hrs so we just sat at the cafe eating the overpriced food. I bought a souvenir coin for $2 with the imprint of the Lucas cave on it. We finally got to leave and headed for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Katoomba&lt;/span&gt;. We stopped along the way to look at the view. It was pretty nice. We got to see a waterfall but it was a bit disappointing as it was somewhat pathetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271049522203418386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSaHnPxtXxI/AAAAAAAAACI/QpPwfnGS134/s320/n519811197_1462556_2161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Katoomba&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. We went to a very quaint cafe. I had a kangaroo rump steak with mushroom sauce. It was absolutely wonderful. It took quite a while to prepare though. By the time we were done with lunch, it was 1600 hrs. We made a move towards the Blue Mountains. We arrived at 1650 hrs. We had less than 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to leave before we'd have to pay for parking. We got to see the 3 sister peaks and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; there for a bit. It was full of tourists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271049520702724834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 80px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSaHnKL6muI/AAAAAAAAACY/nqrY1KdvH7Q/s320/n519811197_1462571_5799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left and went to Gordon Falls. It was already raining and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; more disappointing than the previous one. It was like a piss stream. As a consolation, we spotted a huge rainbow over the hills. We immediately took out our cameras and tried to capture it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271049519685086178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSaHnGZSq-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/v7CwKLQ1w24/s320/n519811197_1462567_4969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the Blue Mountains and headed back for Sydney. Stopped by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Paramatta&lt;/span&gt; for dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Temasek&lt;/span&gt; Restaurant which served Singaporean and Malaysian cuisine. It was really good. By the time we got back to Sydney it was already late. We had a long tour of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Westfield&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;carpark&lt;/span&gt;. It took us half an hour of going round the 6 floors of parking lots to finally secure a spot. We exuded an aura of victory as we strolled around the shopping centre while waiting for time to pass as our dinner reservation was at 2015 hrs. We went to look at the clothing shops. Went to Glue to look at their G-Star Raw jeans. That brand is nice. Dinner was good, got back home around 2300 hrs. Was pooped out and had an early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; up on the blog entries by Kevin. I was quite surprised by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;changes&lt;/span&gt; that have happened in the 2 days I haven't been around. Had a pretty bad headache so I didn't really do much. Went into hibernation for a long time. Really wasn't much to do. University will be starting again next week. Such a bummer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I hope my blog post has been coherent since I've been typing this while watching Harry Potter, The Goblet of Fire. Cedric &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Diggory&lt;/span&gt; is quite hot :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Lurbs&lt;/span&gt; yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-4224864027398360233?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/4224864027398360233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=4224864027398360233&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/4224864027398360233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/4224864027398360233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-from-country.html' title='Back From the Country'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSaImX6LQlI/AAAAAAAAACg/f2WmHbPTEec/s72-c/n519811197_1462488_5037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-8524610595216347737</id><published>2008-11-18T21:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:16:54.693+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camwhoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contact Lenses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbecue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Formal'/><title type='text'>The Misery</title><content type='html'>Hello possums,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me try to recap what excitement have been going on since my last post... There was the trip to the beach with the Singaporean people, well, most of them anyways. Georgina, Tabitha, Clyde, Sean, Derrick, Jeffrey and myself went to Long Bay Beach near my place. It was pretty fun. Starting from Clyde and Sean, one by one they were dragged off into the watery depths of the bay. I was fortunately spared because I was holding the camera. Even though it's widely known that I'm a camwhore, I didn't take "self-portrait" pictures. I was taking alot of pictures of everyone frolicking in the sun. I took caution to remain in the shade most of the time since I'm not particularly interested in developing melanoma. Kudos to the Aussie sun! After a major sun-burning session for the guys frolicking in the water, we adjorned to my place to finish up the food. It was good to have everyone over but they left a bit of a mess. Dear Snowie was over-excited by the sudden onslaught of attention and did not hesitate to wee on Sean. I was pleased that Snowie had developed excellent intuition on which person to wee on. Despite the gratuitous golden shower Sean receive, he was undeterred and continued to exude annoyance to everyone's displeasure.  Well, they left before 1700 and I cleaned up after them. That's it for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a barbecue at my place the other day, on Saturday I think it was. It was good. Dad invited his ex-students over and I invited my Uni mates which comprised mainly of the Singapore group anyways. Georgina, Angelina, Natalie, Priscilla, Derrick 1, Derrick 2, Jeffrey, Roy, Sean, Syafiq and Wayne came. We had a pretty good time. After dinner, most of them played cards while Georgina was getting abused in Soul Calibur 3 on my PS2. She makes the most hilarious expressions and noises when she plays. Her body bends to the side as she frantically mashes on the buttons, occasionally squealing "you idiot!" and "die die die!". Much to our entertainment, we all took turns wiping the floor with her. The climax of the battle royale was when she used Sopithia against Seung-Mina controlled by Natalie (this was Natalie's first go) and was owned by Natalie. We were all cheering for Natalie to the rhythm of her horizontal attack blitz from which Georgina was disastrously caught in. It was spectacular! They soon left after that eventful battle. If only we had a video of Georgina playing, we could relive the moment in our dullest moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday after church, I went to Kingsford to meet at Sean's place as he was flying off to Singapore for a holiday as well as to celebrate Jeffrey's birthday. Even though I had missed out of the main celebrations which was Georgina's initial brithday prank backfiring on herself, there was video footage kindly provided by Angeline. Georgina had planned to have a pail of water projected from the 3rd floor balcony onto the unsuspecting blindfolded Jeffrey who was waiting below. It was by chance, or divine intervention or retribution if you will, that Georgina was thoroughly soaked whilst Jeffrey, still blindfolded and none the wiser, escaped unscathed. After a few rounds of Soul Calibur 4 on Sean's PS3 and HD wide screen plasma TV, all of us walked down to the main road with his Prada bag almost splitting at the seams due to an overload of Gucci shoes and his ginormous clam shell Samsonite suitcase with contents that costs a king's ransom. We were at the hotel en route to the main road when Sean realised that he had left his iphone at home and rushed back to get it. Meanwhile, his suitcase was about to precariously roll off the sidewalk and into oncoming traffic if not for my slut-trained lightning reflexes. A taxi had pulled into the hotel, dropping off some elderly ladies and we managed to persuade the driver to wait while Sean swaggered down the street. It took 4 strong army-trained guys to load his suitcase into the boot. We all wondered how he'd be able to extricate his coffin of a suitcase from the boot one he reached the airport. Anyways, it was a bitter-sweet farewell since he was my only bitching buddy. We proceeded for Jeffrey's birthday lunch at a pretty good Indonesian restaurant. Despite it's dodgy architecture, it served pretty good food. We were all pretty pooped out after today's escapades and dispersed to return home. That's it for Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stuck at home on Monday. It was rather miserable. The most entertaining event of the day was the emoticon war with Kevin. I don't remember how it started but it just went on and on for quite a while. Couldn't really decide who won since there weren't any rules of engagement established. Ah, dear Kevin, what would I ever do on those boredom ranked days without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwh7Sd9CI/AAAAAAAAABg/wEokaz1UkmA/s1600-h/DSC000611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwh7Sd9CI/AAAAAAAAABg/wEokaz1UkmA/s320/DSC000611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269968610874225698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before Haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwiU8uVkI/AAAAAAAAABw/vcYg9NBvS_0/s1600-h/DSC000811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwiU8uVkI/AAAAAAAAABw/vcYg9NBvS_0/s320/DSC000811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269968617762346562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After Haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwiLABaHI/AAAAAAAAABo/WHG0oKVnlyI/s1600-h/DSC000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwiLABaHI/AAAAAAAAABo/WHG0oKVnlyI/s320/DSC000781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269968615091824754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After Haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwilePLyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gq4IXd0fPK4/s1600-h/DSC000721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwilePLyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gq4IXd0fPK4/s320/DSC000721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269968622197878562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With Bee Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwi0-yMDI/AAAAAAAAACA/mHt07bWkWY4/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwi0-yMDI/AAAAAAAAACA/mHt07bWkWY4/s320/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269968626360922162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Snowie wants to join in the fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went for a haircut on Tuesday. It's pretty much the same style. I was wearing my green contacts again today. I met up with Gary who was an artographer (freelance photographer) for coffee after my haircut. He's a nice guy, showed me around his studio and his cats. He has taken some really nice pictures of Sydney and stuff. He taught me a bit about photography as well. We walked by the Greater Union movie theatres on the way to his studio. The streets were prepared to be cordoned off and the workers were busy setting up tents and planning to unroll the prestigious red carpets for tonight's opening of "Australia" starring the ever beautiful Nicole Kidman and the beef cake Hugh Jackman and directed by Baz Luhrmann.  It looks spectacular and fully embodies the Australian spirit. I left for home at around 1430 hrs. The bus ride home was tiring and stuffy. I think the air-conditioning wasn't working at the back end of the bus. There was a particularly hunky guy on the bus that was sitting behind me. I managed to take a peek at him when I abruptly awoke from my nap when I had unglamourously rammed my head into the window when the bus jerked. I hoped I didn't snore because that would have been appalling.  When I got back home, Bee Bee was all dressed up for her formal tonight. She had caked on the eyeshadow till she looked like a panda that got punched in the eyes. I helped her remove some of it till it was a proper pair of "smokey eyes". We ended up camwhoring for a bit. Snowie came in to join the fun. That's basically all the interesting bits that have happened so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-8524610595216347737?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/8524610595216347737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=8524610595216347737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8524610595216347737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/8524610595216347737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/misery.html' title='The Misery'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SSKwh7Sd9CI/AAAAAAAAABg/wEokaz1UkmA/s72-c/DSC000611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-4195415420098196863</id><published>2008-11-10T23:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:27:52.117+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea Centre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ekkonen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Final Exam for Semester 1</title><content type='html'>Hmm, what's been happening since my last post? Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday evening, went out to Roy and Sean's place to celebrate Klement's birthday and Wayne's belated birthday. Yes, killing 2 birds with 1 stone is the efficiency that everyone wants... It was good. We had pizza for dinner, Georgina is officially evil incarnate! She comes up with the most diabolical birthday "surprises" ever. I'm quite relieved that she won't be around during my birthday. I hope she doesn't have a successor to continue her diabolic legacy. Tabitha baked a pretty good oreo cheesecake for Klement and I think it was Georgina that made ice-cream balls for Wayne. Poor Wayne. Lol. He was ordered to finished up 7 balls I think. By the time we were done camwhoring at the event and discussing the coming week's plan, it was almost close to 2310. The last bus to my place from Kingsford is at 2354. By the time we got to the bus stop, it was already 2320 and I had missed my 2310 bus. I gave up on waiting and took the bus with Jeffrey. I had to walk alone in the dark inside the bowels of Malabar to reach my house. Oh, there is a high security prison on the way to my place. It was rather intimidating but I had the accoustic excellence of Shure earphones blasting music from Within Temptation to bolster up my courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the same as always. Church, grocery shopping, back home for lunch, long nap, dinner, and substituted activities to pass the time. I had a good chat with Kevin about ... i forgot what it was we were talking about. It seems like our conversations since Sunday has progressed to derogatory banter which is highly entertaining. It just debases our intellect by 85%. I'm his slut specimen and he's my chinky-eyed ecologist. This was established on Monday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was pretty fun. I went to the city with Bee Bee to get waxed. Our appointment was at 1300 and 1315 but the bus was being a biatch as always and took ages to move. Somewhere en route to the city, there seemed to have been competition between 399 (which was the bus we were on) and L94 (which is another bus that takes the same route, except it's an express bus). We were hoping to catch the L94 as it would have been faster. Sadly, we missed our golden opportunity as there was only one instance when our bus overtook the L94. Anywho, we made it there about 5 mins late which wasn't that bad. I didn't get Christina who had waxed me the previous two times but I did get Sarah C which Susan acclaimed to have been an expertise at eyebrow waxing. Indeed her style was different to Christina's and I prefer Christina's thoroughness. Oh, when Sarah waxed my lips and chin which had painstakingly took a month and a half to grow, I started bleeding everywhere. It was pretty painful. After the waxing, brought Bee Bee to the tea centre. She wasn't much of a tea connoisseur so I order Yin Zhen (Silver Needles) tea for myself. I got my new phone second-hand today too! So I was trying to capture the silver needles on camera but it's pretty hard.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SRgxpMLfxtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WkRxAS7ts7E/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SRgxpMLfxtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WkRxAS7ts7E/s320/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267014347923637970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SRgxowk6ItI/AAAAAAAAABI/dbz2wl5_6Mg/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SRgxowk6ItI/AAAAAAAAABI/dbz2wl5_6Mg/s320/DSC00016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267014340514030290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SRg1_JfJ_bI/AAAAAAAAABY/M-WJs1j7QVQ/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SRg1_JfJ_bI/AAAAAAAAABY/M-WJs1j7QVQ/s320/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267019123204423090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the white flulffy looking things inside the cup is actually alot of these silver needles inside. This picture doesn't really do it justice but that's the best I've got. We left the city at 1400 and headed for Kingsford because Bee Bee needed to consult the optometrist regarding the prescription of her new pair of specs. She got a transcript from him and we went to Eastgardens to hand over the pair of specs along with the transcript so that the lenses can be changed. Had McDonalds for lunch. It's so unhealthy but it's mighty tasty! I had a double quater pounder burger. It was really good. We got home at 1630 ish and I just bummed at home, pontificating nonsense with Kevin on MSN, preparing my notes for tomorrow's exam... yea, that's about it. Apart from killing the big mother spider in my room after a series of deliberation with Kevin (actually, it was more like Kevin: Don't kill the spider. Me: I'm squishing it anyways. That basically what went on.) I do not like insects, period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, exam tomorrow. I need to sleep early so I can look pretty in the morning and stun the examiner and copy off someone while he's distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SRgxowk6ItI/AAAAAAAAABI/dbz2wl5_6Mg/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-4195415420098196863?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/4195415420098196863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=4195415420098196863&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/4195415420098196863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/4195415420098196863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-exam-for-semester-1.html' title='Final Exam for Semester 1'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SRgxpMLfxtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WkRxAS7ts7E/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-5584529289217405052</id><published>2008-11-06T12:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:55:26.371+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea Centre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ekkonen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Din Tai Fung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>So exams are over, what's next?</title><content type='html'>This one is specially for Ekkonen because I really wouldn't have remembered to update my blog if it wasn't for him. But who the heck reads it anyways. I guess he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams haven't officially ended yet. I still have a tiny one on the 11th Nov for Plant chemistry - Plants &amp;amp; People : Murder, Magic, Medicine. It's a pretty interesting course. We did plants and fungi that were used for poisons, and had psychoactive or medicinal purposes. Went to the Royal Botanic Gardens for a field trip. (20% of the course mark just for attendance! I love this course!) Oh and the finals for this is an open book exam so I've gone into the holiday mood straight after Biology on the 4th Nov. Actually, I think I was already holiday-ing before that, hence the denial +  bewilderment + flummox. It was awesome, I should have been panicking like a little girl but yea, it was as if I was high on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, moving on, yesterday (05/11/08), I went to the City to hang with a dear friend, S. Oh, there was this HOOOOOT guy on the bus! Good thing i was wearing my sunnies otherwise it'd be so obvious I was checking him out. But then again, he was sitting diagonally in front of me so he'd have to turn around to notice me. We met at Max Brenner at David Jones and headed for lunch at Din Tai Fung. It's a really good place. I miss the one in Singapore though. I had the braised beef noodles and 9 pieces of the 小笼包. S just ate entrées because she was afraid of getting fat. But she did like it as well though. I swear, she eats like a rabbit. Everything on her plate were just plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we walked around World Square window shopping for jeans. G-Star Raw had some nice ones but i felt they were too high up. Went to Marketcity and found that their G-Star jeans were about $30 - $40 cheaper. Didn't buy it though. Tempting, but this was a reconnaissance mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way up to Skygardens, to the Tea Centre. Another one of my favourite places. They have an exquisite range of teas from English to New Guinean, black, white, green, etc, etc. So far, I've tried their Silver Needles and Snow Dragon tea so I tried their Buddha Tears this time. Silver Needles was particularly delightful. The taste was light and delicate and left a sweet aftertaste. It would have cost $100/50g for the Silver needles tea as it is only picked on two days in the entire year. The good thing about the tea centre is that they allow you to try their teas regardless of the price when you buy it as a pot. They were out of the premium silver needles so i tried the second best one which would have cost $35/100g. When you look at the tea in the light, you can really see silver needles dancing in your cup! As for the snow dragon, "Spiral white tips dance around the pot for a beautiful mild tea experience". It was a nice tea but I would have preferred to see the spiralling white tips in a glass pot instead of the enclosed metal one they served the tea in. Buddha tears were also called Jasmine Downy Pearls. I really liked this one as well. They are hand-rolled balls which unfurl to present a full, exquisite flavour. I didn't get to see any unfurling at all since it was again, in the metal pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to David Jones after a good hour of talking and tea indulging. S went to get her standard fruit salad and we walked around more looking at bags. I have a thing for Bally bags. I will buy one someday! We headed home after that. The bus took ages to arrive. When I got home, I went on trevvy and fridae and saw Ekkonen's kiss on trevvy. Very nice of you to return the kisses. I have a tendency of sending those daily to certain people :P Oh, it's nice to see you on fridae as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the interesting stuff that happened so far. Hope it has entertained whoever is reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbs yew long time,&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-5584529289217405052?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/5584529289217405052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=5584529289217405052&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5584529289217405052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5584529289217405052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-exams-are-over-whats-next.html' title='So exams are over, what&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-3050225735970588043</id><published>2008-06-05T01:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:45:33.438+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving lesson'/><title type='text'>First Driving Lesson</title><content type='html'>Hmm well it's been a long time since I've blogged anything... Not that anyone reads it anyways. This is purely for my own warped entertainment. Let's see, what have I done that's blog worthy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First Driving Lesson on the 3rd June 2008, Tuesday 1200 hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructor who took me has been taking my other family members so it's finally my turn to go for lessons. I've heard stories from my sister that totally put me off. Anyways, he arrived at 1200 sharp. We went through some theory first. Which car goes first at this particular crossroad situation, etc etc. I was bewildered at first but I got the hang of it soon enough. Somewhere along the line, the discussion of housing properties came along. My dad who was hanging around because he didn't have to give any lectures today asked him about it so yea. Anyways, theory took an hour. After that, we went to see the car I was going to be driving in. It was quite ok I guess. He briefed me on certain things, car parts etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that, it was the practical lesson. It was really.... omg omg omg... Yea, I think that sums it up. We started off from my house which is on a downhill slope and yea, I had no perception of speed or distance whatsoever. I thought I was going pretty fast but actually it was only like... at 20kmph... That was my initial speed along the neighbourhood roads. We went around the block many times to familiarise me with turning etc. So the big OMG comes when I'm turning the corner. I'm travelling at 40kmph but I'm supposed to enter the turn at 10kmph. I started to brake harder but omg, i had totally stopped the car. I paniced and stepped on the accelerator and we just went VOOOOM! I almost had a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also told off quite a few times for gripping the wheel too tightly. I mean, cut me some slack, this is my first time driving and i was totally freaking out with my outrageous driving skills! Jeez!  He made me use a pen to turn the wheel! It was surprisingly easy but that did not help at all! My steering technique was initially wrong. Supposedly, I had put my arms into a dead lock position and i wasn't letting go of the steering wheel. I didn't realise it but i got it corrected after... 2 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we drove from my place towards the airport. The driving conditions for my first attempt was absolutely wonderful! It was raining so heavily i couldn't really see what was ahead of me! And on the roads towards the airport, there were heaps of these humongous trucks! And my sense of direction is really really crap! I felt like I was in some sort of trance. Going with the flow. If he tells me to turn, I'd try my best to turn. That sort of situation, very robotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, we went through tunnels and all that and he pointed out that the dents in the metal road dividers etc were because the drivers were gripping their steering wheel too tightly and lost control resulting in the crash. He was very vocal about it so every time he spotted on, he'd go "See! BANG!" What was more hilarious was that as we went through the tunnel, there were heaps of cover up on the walls from previous accidents so he was basically going "BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!" while I was trying my very best to drive straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is the roundabouts. My steering technique was still wrong then so I had to go around the same bloody roundabout like... 5 times? He gave up and told me to pull over and watch how he did it. That finally got me to get it right. Should have done that from the start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at that time, I guess I really had no idea what I was doing but thinking back, I kinda understand what I was supposed to be doing. It's really scary but also quite fun. It's a good thing I didn't run down any kids along the way too! I really had a hunch I was going to kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was driving on the road for 2 hours. 48 hours left! Tomorrow, or later today rather, 5th June 2008, 1400 hrs, it'll be my 2nd driving lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-3050225735970588043?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/3050225735970588043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=3050225735970588043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/3050225735970588043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/3050225735970588043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-driving-lesson.html' title='First Driving Lesson'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071077990743313627.post-5931549792861638764</id><published>2007-12-14T03:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T04:23:33.456+11:00</updated><title type='text'>14/12/2007</title><content type='html'>Sorry for such a lame title for my first post. I really couldn't think of a better title to use. Let's start right from the beginning of the day when I woke up... that would be... 1200 hrs. Yes, that is when my day started, not much of the day is left huh. First person I talked to on MSN after I spruced myself up was... Darren. Lovely fella he is. Always nice to talk to him if I do get a reply. Lately, no one replies to my messages on MSN. Can't help but feel lonely and unwanted! ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast-lunch (i guess it's called brunch) and made plans with Terren for a movie. We were going to watch Warlords at Great World City, GV Grand, at 1830 hrs. I bought the tickets at 1500 hrs and the guy serving me was teaching a newbie at the same time. I managed to collect the membership card. Quite an interesting card. Shaped like a box of popcorn. Finding which slot to stick it into in my wallet was a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a good movie. Takeshi Kaneshiro is hoooooot! Lol! There, I said it. Bite me! After the movie, went for dinner/supper with Terren at SayCheeze. It's a cheesecake shop cum restaurant... Well, maybe saying a restaurant which specialises in cheesecake would sound a lot better but.. nyeh... Anywho, Terren picked up the tab for dinner. I felt so bad. He only had soup and coffee and I had a ginormous cheese burger which I could barely manage to handle and a slice of raspberry with white chocolate cheesecake (it was pretty good). I'll buy him dinner next time we go out : ) but then again, we hardly ever go out alone. So I'd end up paying for everyone else? ahahaha! Oh well, I don't really mind as long as it's within my budget.&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks for dinner buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, coming to the end of the day, after seeing Darren's elven sword from Lord of the Rings, I started listening to Lotr OSTs again. By the way, the music from Warlords was very similar to Pirates of the Caribbean (just 1 song) and The Last Samurai. That movie inspired me to add The Last Samurai and Memoirs of a Geisha OSTs to my playlist as well. I should be quite entertained for a while. So the last thing I did for the day was make a lunch appointment with Angel. Monday, 17th Dec, 1300 hrs. Haven't seen her for such a long time. Will need to catch up with her then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all from me for my first post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071077990743313627-5931549792861638764?l=anticlimax87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/feeds/5931549792861638764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4071077990743313627&amp;postID=5931549792861638764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5931549792861638764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071077990743313627/posts/default/5931549792861638764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anticlimax87.blogspot.com/2007/12/14122007.html' title='14/12/2007'/><author><name>Ad Infinitum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489725909620975579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VUtsG2TUA/SS-871bWgEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xmtwgtj3fP4/S220/phpZpy5zQAM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
