<?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-21619094</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:19:58.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are one family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116686092638680649</id><published>2006-12-23T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T16:02:06.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as chong mentioned, there seems to be a dire need to change the url of the blog, since we would no longer be 3-incredibles. so, there will be a need for redirection to a new blog. and furthermore, everyone should have to post on the blog. and not stupid and shallow and superfiacial (not to mention inane drivel) such as "hi! i am so and so, doing my bit for posting a few meaningless words when i can definitely do much better!!!!!!". shit like that just doesn't cut it anymore. more details will be provided at a later and more apt time. stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116686092638680649?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116686092638680649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116686092638680649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116686092638680649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116686092638680649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/12/as-chong-mentioned-there-seems-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116565858101442939</id><published>2006-12-09T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T18:03:01.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh heh. uh... ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i have been ignoring this dump because no one bothers! oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have been finding streaks of blood on my fingers! yum! and i have been enjoying the night a lot more than usual. and you know what that means!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people who are going to attend the sunday school camp have to watch out! i'm a vampire!! whee! *sticks out canines and bites people on the neck*. whee! pandomenium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poof! kat kat bo bat! banana fo fat! fee fii mo no mat! kat!! so what happened to the whole tuition thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116565858101442939?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116565858101442939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116565858101442939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116565858101442939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116565858101442939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/12/heh-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116462891390411830</id><published>2006-11-27T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T20:01:53.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to put the link up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbzRcjfC2MY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbzRcjfC2MY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up! next week! a reality tv special!! haha. if you want to know the surprise you have to tag. no one can stress the importance of it. if you don't vote to keep your favourites in, people like hady mirza would win Singapore Idol!! ahh! don't let us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116462891390411830?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116462891390411830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116462891390411830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116462891390411830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116462891390411830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/11/heh-i-dont-know-how-to-put-link-up.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116435532633575768</id><published>2006-11-24T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T16:02:06.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;huh! i forgot to wish all of the november babies a happy birthday!! yay! and there are to many to name so i can't put a list here!! but, i CAN put a cake. just imagine it in your favourite colour(substitute the pink).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3611/2188/1600/804375/castletieredsmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3611/2188/320/84059/castletieredsmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;and remember the golden rule!! no tags, no posts!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i also want to say kudos to KAT for taking the hint! :) and to hsing for introducing me to BREAKING BENJAMIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i want to go to the HOOBASTANK concert! anyone want to buy me their album EMFH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;yay! cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116435532633575768?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116435532633575768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116435532633575768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116435532633575768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116435532633575768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/11/huh-i-forgot-to-wish-all-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116375090586589833</id><published>2006-11-17T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:08:25.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/hit2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/hit2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/hit.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/hit.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/hit2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;laugh/jeer/mock/giggle/pity/sympathise/empathise/crow at these cats, then proceed to read the actual post below. DON'T forget to press &lt;strong&gt;Ctrl+A &lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/hb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/hb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hee hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;naughty baby(and ron)! laughing at the kitties! maybe they (the felines)are trapped hitler bits.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/hpps109rw.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/hpps109rw.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116375090586589833?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116375090586589833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116375090586589833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116375090586589833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116375090586589833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/11/laughjeermockgigglepitysympathiseempat.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116374979075028900</id><published>2006-11-17T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T15:49:51.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;guess who's coming to fort canning park on the 28th of january of 2007 !??!?!?! i'll give you a hint. or two. or three. it's a BAND!! that comprises 4 members!! their name has questionable origins and meanings!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/h1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/h1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOOBASTANK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/h2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/h2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AHHH!!! *screams like gay men watching the backstreetboys**deep intake of breath* AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/pascal_lee_l_hamor_hollow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/pascal_lee_l_hamor_hollow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hedgehog:AHHHHH!!! OMG!!!AHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(that's "oh my goodness", mind you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so cool. since i will definitely NOT go to the founder's day dinner (under NO circumstances can you force me into an LBD and make me sit still for a 10 course dinner. i will kill.), this could be the replacement. good thing it is early in the year. i still don't see the big deal of the dinner anyway. you spend big bucks on a dress you'll probably wear once, might spill stuff on it, and have to endure the teachers guzzling aperitifs while you sit there nonchalantly sipping your juice or whatever shit they serve you. bleagerx. not being able to take the edge off with a bit of wine sucks ass! but this event is supposed to enforce camaderie amongst the students and their teachers. yeah, right. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if i wasn't this cynical, i would be oli goodwill. or clefairy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you go there for the atmosphere? the chance to show your curves in a dress? the oppurtunity to , for a few hours, escape realism, be an epicure? transform to a graceful swan? waif, refined? pfft. it's a glamourised dinner with a bunch of rich but slightly condescending relatives, AND you have to pay for your own dinner. BYOB? BYOeverything! this is not something that i "don't understand". it's not one of those "girl things" either. i'm just a cynic, with an unhealthy dose of realism and pessimism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nyea nyea. *puts thumb on nose at whiners who go " go&lt;em&gt; leh&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;windows vista is weird. but that is besides the point. i finished most of my math!! yay!&lt;br /&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/21619094-116374979075028900?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116374979075028900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116374979075028900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116374979075028900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116374979075028900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/11/guess-whos-coming-to-fort-canning-park.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116347542033862928</id><published>2006-11-14T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:37:00.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/luc.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/luc.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/chris_beradi.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/chris_beradi.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is to follow the other post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi yi fan! if you're reading this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116347542033862928?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116347542033862928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116347542033862928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116347542033862928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116347542033862928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-to-follow-other-post.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116347523458457711</id><published>2006-11-14T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:33:54.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you were pmsing but at least a simple happy birthday would suffice. i don't care for presents(icing on the dry cake though) [you come to this world with nothing, and you can take nothing out of it] , but it WON'T hurt your dignity.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Total volume of music on my computer: 1.05 GBThe last CD I bought: Pharrell's "In My Mind"Song playing right now: Sugar Ray's "Every Morning"Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me: huh.Music Meme[x] Pick music thingy (itunes, cd player, etc)[x] Put on Shuffle[x] And Place Songs[Opening credit:] Feel-Robbie Willliams[Waking up:] In The End- Linkin Park (kind of ironic)[Average day:] Keep It Playa - Pharrell[First date:] Hedwig's Theme - John Williams (whee! i get to date HARRY! or someone)[Falling in love:] Somebody Told Me- The Killers[Fight scene:] Curious - Holly Brook (i'm curious too)[Breaking up:] Runaway - Linkin Park(from reanimation) (huh. makes sense)[Getting back together:] Tangled -Maroon 5[Life's okay:] Hello Again - Hoobastank[Mental breakdown:] Let's Get Blown - Snoop Doggy Dogg[Driving:] Going Under- Evanescence (i'm going to drown? ala Steve in eminem? get DUIed?)[Flashback:] American Baby - Dave Matthews Band[Partying:] You Don't Mean Anything - Simple Plan (strange)[Happy dance:] Murder On The DanceFloor - Sophie Ellis Baxtor (how apt)[Regretting:] Secrets - Good Charlotte (in the darkness, you would find, dirty little secrets we all hide)[Long night alone:] Hella Good - No Doubt[Death scene:] Sexy back - Justin Timberlake (when i die, sexy comes back? poop. or i die sexily?!!!?!)[End credits:] Much More Inside - Electrico (in your subconscience)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i highly recommend that you do not rip this meme the way i did, and not laugh at the simplicity of the SAT vocabulary list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is the GST raised again??!???!?! to help the lower income people, you say. to get them better healthcare aned welfare services, you crow proudly. maybe they can't afford the healthcare because the GST/transport is already so high?!??! but why should healthcare be so expensive? the supply would be there but the demand wouldn't because everyone would be migrating to australia!! to escape the taxes!! to not take PFT(i don't see YOU take it)!! to actually do well in chinese(and not fake it by taking clb)!! to enjoy cleaner air and nicer people (read: courteous and do not treat your own race as second class)!! to get good service at the drop of the hat(and the credit card)!! to enjoy 4 million genuine smiles, not some creepy poop!! to escape from whiny brats who abuse their maids, while their parents laud their actions!! to get mrs. goh's type of peanuts!!i love the first amendment; they really should implement it here. and that bit in the "Declaration of Independance" - the right to pursuit happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and i am REALLY PISSED at the morons who are so wrapped up in their gormless lives that they fail to realise that pounding the ground makes my house shake!!! thus unsettling the little parts in my computer!!*zac efron supports my register no.!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116347523458457711?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116347523458457711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116347523458457711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116347523458457711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116347523458457711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-were-pmsing-but-at-least-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116332004475572229</id><published>2006-11-12T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:27:24.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/br.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/br.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;where's mr. brightside when you need him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/saddog.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/saddog.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;miao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i don't see why birthdays are all that happy. if they REALLY are that happy, then why do i feel so sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;birthdays just serve as lame reminders that you are that one step closer to death; that your risk of having cardiac problems just increased; that we're all not getting any younger and we are just wasting time and money pursuing instant gratification through material goods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we are ALL destined to die anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;has anyone forgotten the "importance" of NOVEMBER the 2nd!!! i mean, i got everyone birthday presents and/or birthday wishes on THEIR birthday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;poop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. not like anyone cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;causes of death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(1) Heart Disease&lt;br /&gt;(2) Malignant Neoplasms&lt;br /&gt;(3) Cerebrovascular Disease&lt;br /&gt;(4) Accidents &amp; Adverse Effects&lt;br /&gt;(5) Pneumonia&lt;br /&gt;(6) Atherosclerosis&lt;br /&gt;(7) Mental Disorders (includes depression; may lead to suicide)&lt;br /&gt;(8) Senility Without Psychosis&lt;br /&gt;(9) Diabetes Mellitus&lt;br /&gt;(10) Embolism &amp;amp; Thrombosis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;if you want the informal terms, too bad. you should know them by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay... so it might be wrong to expect anything but still... it is HAPPY birthday, after all. happy for a reason, right? whine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116332004475572229?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116332004475572229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116332004475572229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116332004475572229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116332004475572229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/11/wheres-mr.html' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/william_aptn_0921_275.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/oscar_snores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/oscar_snores.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;proof that you are cute when young... but fugly when older&lt;/span&gt; (only for rupy here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yarrghh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can't get the tagger thing to work properly! sorry! but blame momo; she was the one who insisted that i change the blog skin to something less black. ironically, now that she is not the class furniture anymore, i am no longer oppressed by her anymore! ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i guess that the pictures of calvin accurately depict my anticipation of the o levels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Why I Should Not Conform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;conforming has somewhat negative connotations; of which they involve the conjuring of macabre and grotesque images of lemmings committing suicide, simply to go with the flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;definitely, following the crowd and being the norm or the oft-misquoted 'majority statistical figure' has its vantage-points, but they hamper us from being who we are; from showing the private side in our johari's window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;conforming has led to the degeneration of our society; the pressure to 'stick to the status quotient' causes us to buckle and fold like soft sedimentary rocks at the edges of converging plates; thus we lose the edge and orginality that allows us to be who we are. forthrightly, we are surrendering the rights to our own name; title, if you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;surely you are mistaken, you gripe and grumble. conforming brings about a unity in spirit, you crow and cry. unfortunately for you, unity brought about in such circumstances will only lead to the disgruntlement and reluctance of those oppressed by said law. the already fragile ties that connect the madeup kinship will be further strained, and can barely withstand the tension brought out the bourgieos hierachy of the society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;in conclusion, i should not have to wear the class shirt if i don't want to! or dress up for some crappy event if i don't want to! can't make me!! haha! besides, the first amendment states that everyone has the right to the pursuit of happiness and freedom. okay, not everyone will be happy, but too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;see... you wanted the friggin' essay, you got one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116195812532254019?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116195812532254019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116195812532254019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116195812532254019'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/nuttin_but_cheeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/nuttin_but_cheeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/1353_456290840_sq_doug_live_hand_chest_sprite_jc_H184905_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/1353_456290840_sq_doug_live_hand_chest_sprite_jc_H184905_L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me tell you a morose story. about a deprived child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;at that young and tender age of 3, definitely at the time when one's mind is developing and absorbs information, and is getting nurtured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anyway, i digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so, at those shops at hdb blocks, there were those machines that you slot in a 20cent coin and you get a few moments of bliss and joy as the machine rocked and swayed and piped music was cranked out of the machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway, i was enthralled and allured by the sheer look of joy on ohter kid's faces when they sat/perched on those enchanted things. i, too wanted a part of that, and begged and implored my parents to let me sit on one. definitely, they obliged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the catch was, i sat on the machine- but i had to sing my songs, make up my own tunes. pretend that i was actually moving. little did i know that i was missing that pizzazz, that other kids enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so, i was that lone child, missing out on a large and certainly integral part of a child's upbringing. this was practically an initiation to being a full fledged kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;aha! but, that one fine day, my grandfather took pity on his then youngest granddaghter and put in the coin that sealed fate forever. i realised that the je ne sais quois that made the machine, the machine, kicked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;from then on, i could no longer be fooled.oh no. but after that one off affair, my parent forbode me to sit on those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;that is the sad tale of my childhood. now you know why i turned out like that. 80%nurture,20%nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116152617899992267?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/fromcmwys4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/fromcmwys5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/fromcmwys5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha! so cool right? took me a while to capture all of the screen shots! whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;janice: "i hate you, man!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tracy:" i hate you too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;tracy:"hey! you have a hate club!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;huh? what happened? wo bu zhi dao!!! i got 96? whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;as promised, the above things of oliver goodwill!! from fierce lion to little kitty! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i think that our year might not be as brilliant as i had thought; the teachers keep emphasising the fact that they had to be extra lenient, so that none of us would be retained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AABB- my grades. very ambiguous, thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how to kill a teacher- part 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;mind you, these ideas would not work on ordinary people, like your relatives or people who do better than you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*bounces in that lovely padded-wall solitary confinement room thing* whee! *it really looks like fun!**decides that the strait jacket needs a bit of updating, and wrestles oil pastels from guard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;get said teacher and dip into honey.&lt;br /&gt;put over ant nests. use fire ants for that lovely stripped effect; a touch of bombardier beetles to give that extra hint of sour and top it all off with a dash of agitated vipers!&lt;br /&gt;serve dead, preferably cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/puddles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/puddles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sleepy time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am in three minds as to whether i should get the ipod shuffle2, the creative zen v plus, the samsung z5 or the sandisk sansa e200. maybe i should wait for the release of the microsoft zune!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and michelle worries that the taiwan people would be geeks!! heehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116109216361693513?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116109216361693513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/pwh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/pwh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/chimpsmellroses.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/chimpsmellroses.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/william_aptn_0921_275.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/babybun.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/chimpsmellroses.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;FREEDOM!! LIBERATION!!! NO MORE DPRESSION, OPPRESSION, REPRESSION OR SUPPRESSION!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm off to see the haze in malaysia; i won't be there, even if you need me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;and to tide you over for my absence, here are good pictures of the good oliver goodwill. it is interesting how his expressions change in the pictures. one moment he's all 'tough guy', the next he's nothing but a whimpering little kitten. aw. that's sweet/weird/creepy/yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i watched the world trade center today. the stupid fella operating the projection thing obviously did not know anything about how to run a projector. don't they have to be qualified ( i checked the classified ads; you need a diploma in technical something)? anyway, for the good first part of the movie, everyone was stunted and squashed, like dwarves. someone who didn't know what went wrong would have though that oliver stone hired a whole cast of little people. and the worst thing about the theater was that it smelled funky. really bad, like someone drooled, and the drool stayed there since forever. and the crazy thing is that even though wtc is the 2nd most watched film in singapore, there were only 7 people in the cinema. i know. i counted. my guess is that because everyone has already watched it, thus the top viewership and the lack of viewers today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;even though the exams are over, and the physics paper did not leave us calling our solicitors and writing our wills, let us not forget that the worst is yet to be. we cannot afford to cancel our coffins just yet; no, we have the results to anticipate. eegads! haha. that's a funny phrase. but i digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;are you worried that you would retain? i am. especially because everyone thinks i wouldn't. like for PSLE. everyone thought that i would get to special. oh wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am quite certain that the math papers would be the first to be given out. yay! that is some kind of news that i can take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i should take stock of goodwill-esque guys. but the problem is that the majority of them would go something like ' that fella on the bus' or 'that actor from that tv-show'. that's the problem. too vague and ambiguous. yep. too&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;how to kill a teacher 3 ( i don't need counselling!! how many times must i tell you!! *struggles with strait jacket*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;invest in industrial size blender/chopper/grinder. make sure its squirrel proof. those darn things are really astute. anyway, tell them that it is a facilitation bonding thing. get them all to close their eyes and make them jump in. wait! step one should have been attached it to some thing and make it look like a pool. fill it to the top with milo or ice longan. fried rice would do in a pinch. so all the teachers are in the pool. blindfold them and tell them that they have to wade to the end of the pool to retrieve objects found on the bottom of the grinder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;switch it on!!! yay! *innocent smile!* *smiles and show dimples( i do have dimples)* *bats eyelashes until they fall out, boy!* haha. kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;go to my friend's gig. he's begging me to beg ypu to go. free booze!!!! kahlua and chocolate malt!! and it is a much cheaper way to see people humiliate themselves on stage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on second thought, i'll just post will! and harry! and hairy pongidae!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116065534759763921?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116065534759763921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116065534759763921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116065534759763921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116065534759763921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/10/freedom-liberation-no-more-dpression.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-116029129025384368</id><published>2006-10-08T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:08:10.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/sproinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/sproinger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/gen_103.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/gen_103.1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;doesn't he look familar? if you watch MTV often enough though. do YOU know who it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot! i'll show you my butt if i want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;whee! haven't updated this thing in days. thank robbie williams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder what happened on that friday. we (the history girls) were all super high. i bet if you removed our wallets from our bodies, we would have floated up hit the ceiling. whee!! i think someone must have slip some nitrous oxide to us; giggling and worrying like there was no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i realised that when i take an exam, often times a strange song would pop into my head. like the happy birthday song or the soundtrack of the mr. bean show. heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'm not studying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ONLY THREE (3) DAYS TILL THE END OF THE EXAMS!!!! KEEP GOING ON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;as the nice friend that i am, i will now advocate for my friend's gig! you can go, only if you're not going to the staffroom R(A) thing though. but you get free booze!! more details, ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyone want to stay back-kat,- on monday, and we tutor each other in physics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;how to kill a teacher 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;break all of their red pens. and don't allow them to eat in the staffroom. and they have to wear school uniform(ahh!! my eyes! my eyes!!) and not their silly little dresses. basically, make them on equal with the students. BOOK them! they ARE the ones who keep sanctioning that they should have a better rapport/shit with us anyway. they want to connect with us on a whole new level. being brought to our state, they realise how badly they have been treating us and they get so full of remorse that they die!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;once, while listening to vertical horizon with a dash of Jay Chou, 553584 received several compliments!! while listening to them, 553584's head absorbed it like a dessiccant packet, and her head swelled up. sooner or later, 553584's head BURSTS!!!!!!! ego spilt everywhere, and the world was flooded with bits of head and brains. thankfully, the head and brain bits regrew into tiny little 553584s, and a whole colony of them grew. now no longer needing reproduction to reproduce, they instead chose binary fission. and with each separation, each one mutated and became the X-Men!! woo hoo! this group of people went around the world capturing all forms of male eye-candy(obviously, catering to 553584's taste), and at the same time eradicating and expugiating people who have bad grammar and spelling. don't you just abhor them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and the world CHEERS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;after the exams, does anyone want to come with me and "party"? so bored! i wantto go to X-square/zone/thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;awww... so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-116029129025384368?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/116029129025384368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=116029129025384368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116029129025384368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/116029129025384368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/10/doesnt-he-look-familar-if-you-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115866183271081410</id><published>2006-09-19T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:22:35.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/hooba2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/hooba2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/nyunyu03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/nyunyu03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*trys to resist overwhelming urge to do "stuff".... ambiguous!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;the adventures of smiley-face-on-the-middle-finger dakine!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after being insulted by a very irate mariachi man, the dakine decided to join professional typewriting as a sport. realising that it was neither a sport nor a worthy enough to be part of the olympics, he slipped into a state of lunacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wondering around on his own, he found that many people frowned at him in disgust, and they would run from him or shield their children's eyes whenever he drew near. especially in this&lt;br /&gt;state of lunacy, he would bow down and then suddenly stand up, and this seemed to insult the townsfolk even more. they would throw virtual calorific carbohydrates and other mouldy produce of the same kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;inspired by michael jackson and tooms, he lived his life wondering whether britney had the hots for madonna, and whether he could moon walk while taking other people's livers.his outrageous accounts sparked off a craze of nugget-eating, and chilli licking. millions around the world were cheated of actual meat products with cheap flour substitutes and allowed capsaicin to grab their tastebuds by the horns and desensitize them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;" mr smiley-face-on-the-middle-finger dakine!!! i dub thee SIR blah-blah-blah. for your extensive efforts in the promoting of having teachers who evade questions sentenced to DEATH!" woot! and the world runs around and gets rid of CERTAIN teachers!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and thus the beginning of the 38 and a half death anniversary of my thumbdrive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i had an overdose of hip-hop! and hard rock! so if i go up to you and pretend that i am a black person and start headbanging, you should know the reason!! *head-bangs; head hits table* *553584 swears and cusses like a black person*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the 1st of a couple hundred of the ways to kill a teacher(works for people, but not as effective)!!&lt;br /&gt;put a book out to a really boring page with tons of homeworks questions on it. when said teacher walks past and becomes engrossed in choosing tedious and repetitve questions for poor students, push her/his face into the book and stab them in the back! both figuratively and literally, of course! spill their evil secrets to others, and use a machete!!! duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pretzels and "qwerty"(by linkin park!!! their new song!!!!)! they ROCK!!! \m/_ _\m/ woot! *screams* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't send me for counselling!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115866183271081410?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115866183271081410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115866183271081410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115866183271081410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115866183271081410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/09/trys-to-resist-overwhelming-urge-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115848762889979139</id><published>2006-09-17T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T18:07:08.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Worries(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Study hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Do your best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and let God take care of the rest(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;2weeks and 1day to the end-of-year exams!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115848762889979139?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115848762889979139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115848762889979139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-worries-study-hard-do-your-best-and.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115781401637168175</id><published>2006-09-09T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:00:16.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/bunny.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/bunny.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/52997911.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/52997911.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hooray! for funny poses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well, i guess i shall choose maroon 5and linkin park and hoobastank! a triple whammy! i'll list it according to the order as forementioned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;" using the song titles only, fill in the blanks!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1. Are you male or female?&lt;br /&gt;"rag doll"(like, most rag dolls are female...) "lying from you" (ha! i don't want to tell you) "let you know" (later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2. Describe yourself:&lt;br /&gt;"secret" (rather enigamtic, i say) "by myself" (recluse) "unaffected"and "better" (better than you! just kidding! unaffected by stress!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;3. How do some people feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;"tangled" (as in complex. is that good? i should presume so) "with you" (not to be confused with the j.simpson version; that IS good) "just one" (very unique!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;4. How do you feel about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;"shiver" (i'm so silly it makes people shiver?!!?) "one step closer" (to getting my creative thingy!!!) "lucky"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;5. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend:&lt;br /&gt;"through with you" (ahh! it fits! not that i have had a significant other) "points of authority" or "forgotten" (ha! that's why he got dumped! once again, not that i have dated before) "what&lt;br /&gt;happened to us" (albeit quite contradictory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;6. Describe your current significant other:&lt;br /&gt;"the sun" (this is the east; and juliet is the sun; think in terms of male) "hi voltage" (rather self-explanatory) "to be with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;7. Describe where you want to be:&lt;br /&gt;"must get out" (yes! i want to be out! not of the closet though) "easier to run" (anywhere but here) "disappear" (whoot! away!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;8. Describe how you live:&lt;br /&gt;"harder to breathe" (very dusty and cramp) "cure for the itch" (there are bathroom amenities) "crawling in the dark" (some places are not very well lit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;9. Describe how you love:&lt;br /&gt;"sweetest goodbye" (parting is such sweet sorrow) "in the end" (it doesn't even matter) "too little too late" (oops.oh well. too bad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. What would you ask for if you had just one wish:&lt;br /&gt;"she will be loved" (? bored. not really) "breaking the habit" (of war.world peace! *everyone cheers!* ultimate answer) "remember me" (when i die, of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;11. Share a few words of wisdom:&lt;br /&gt;"sunday morning"(go to church!) "hit the floor" (sleep!) "pieces" (don't burn bridges)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;12. Now say goodbye:&lt;br /&gt;"not coming home" "don't stay" "hello again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115781401637168175?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115781401637168175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115781401637168175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115781401637168175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115781401637168175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/09/hooray-for-funny-poses-well-i-guess-i.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115752810141789631</id><published>2006-09-06T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:35:01.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the password needs to be changed; it is too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;kat! ripped the meme off the blog, and no citations to be seen?!?! what is this! oh the humanity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i don't think i want to post anymore&lt;/span&gt; pictures; i want them for myself. besides i don't think anyone reads this thing anymore. maybe we should just shut the blog down, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as promised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Number of contacts in your cell phone?  -34Number of contacts in your email address book? - ha! none! can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;What is your wallpaper on your computer? - untitled.bmp&lt;br /&gt;What is your screensaver on your computer&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; - none! let's face it; i am a simplist and a minimalist.&lt;br /&gt;Are there naked pictures saved on your computer? - hehheh.. won't YOU like to know.&lt;br /&gt;How many land line phones do you &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;have in your house? - 3. there used to be more though..&lt;br /&gt;How many televisions are in your house?&lt;/span&gt; - 2; 4 if you count the others, 7 if you count the computers(youtube)&lt;br /&gt;What kitchen appliance do you use the least? - everything! i don't cook; i microwave.&lt;br /&gt;What is the format of the radio station you listen to the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;? - stopped listening eons ago. have instead chosen to watch mtv for latest things.&lt;br /&gt;BI-OLOGY&lt;br /&gt;What do you consider to be your best physical attribute? - HA! my brain. no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;Are you right handed or left handed? - right for most, left for chopsticks and other things. Do you like your smile&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;?  - not if i am forced to, like in a photo or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body? yes! my optimism and lack of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to? Have something removed from my body? - who's my?&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer to read when you go to the&lt;/span&gt; bathroom? - YES! any thing. like the ikea magazine or sudoku. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Which of your five senses do you think is keenest?- hearing. seems like it.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you had a cavity? - never!&lt;br /&gt;What is the heaviest item you lift regularly? - bags of rice/washing powder.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been knocked unconscious&lt;/span&gt;? - no! i do the knocking. but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i have never fainted before too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115752810141789631?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115752810141789631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115752810141789631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115752810141789631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115752810141789631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/09/password-needs-to-be-changed-it-is-too.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115737713073179367</id><published>2006-09-04T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:38:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/71681875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/71681875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/681566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/681566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AWW!!! so cute! *snorgle!!!* *puts reader's face to the screen to let reader touch the fluffiness of them**reader shrieks (in delight or surprise)and runs away.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first of the series, i don't know how many parts there are, is meant to initialize the reader about 553584. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRUB-OLOGY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;What is your salad dressing of choice? - anything goes. balsamic vinagrette, thousand island, those strange liquids at the deli counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What is your favorite fast food restaurant? - none. but does yoshinoya count? even so, most of them serve substandard food with substantial prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;What is your favorite sit down restaurant? - none. i don't remember the places that i eat at. i just spin around and choose one. though i do have a penchant for din taifung's ramen. and fried rice and xiao long bao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;On average, what size tip do you leave at a restaurant?- in singapore, they can't accept it anyway. but in the states, 15%. it is mandatory anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of? - pie. but it must have different stuff in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Name three foods you detest above all others. - brussel sprouts. absolutely detestable. other then that, and bitter gourd, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;What is your favorite dish to order in a Chinese restaurant? - ahh! depends. ang moh chinese or singapore chinese? if the latter, then yam ring or sweet sour pork or... so on and so forth. hmm. explains my girth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What are your pizza toppings of choice? - cheese, preserved salty meats and MUSHROOMS!!! yay! for sodium nitrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;What do you like to put on your toast? - nothing. or ginger preserves or pb&amp;amp;j. if it was bagels, smoked salmon and cream cheese. yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your favorite type of gum? - none! i don't enjoy the tiring and relentless chewing, for just a few hints of sugar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 2 and 3 coming soon... keep your eyes peeled *hands out knife to peel eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115737713073179367?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115737713073179367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115737713073179367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115737713073179367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115737713073179367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/09/aww-so-cute-snorgle-puts-readers-face.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115720751532250062</id><published>2006-09-02T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:31:55.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/52661291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/52661291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/wha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/wha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YAY!!!!!!!!!! you are strongly encouraged to pat them on the head. but gently....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BUT! first things first. how canyou say that the pictures have nothing to do with each other? how caustic and blunt. *pouts and stomps off into a huff* OH YEAH! go spread the word about the hashbrown story. and make them tag. i want to know their expressions/opinions!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;HA! could not be bothered to blog for the past few days; will definitely blog more during the exam period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;same questions; different answers; updated playlists! and i read the story of brokeback mountain! it is so touching!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;How does the world see me?meet you there- i am always looking for a place to meet people? i am a very busy business person and is looking for venues to hold meetings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Will I have a happy life?let me entertain you- right. by being a comedian or by being a dancing monkey girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;What do my friends really think of me?be somebody- oh no! they want me to be someone i am not. or that i am pretentious??!! that is sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?jigga what/faint- so the answer is that i am a pimp who faints. that answers the question how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;How can I make myself happy?angels- YAY! by playing with angels or becoming one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;What should I do with my life?pushing me away-push people away or by being a recluse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Will I ever have children?walk away- once again, i am destined for singlehood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What is some good advice for me?100 degrees- well i am having a cold. i suppose throwing in a fever won't hurt much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;What is my signature dancing song?remember me- that song is a song to bang your head to, not dance! besides, i can't dance, even if you were to shoot the floor under my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What do I think my current theme song is?i won't be there- YES! whenever there is something to do, i won't&lt;br /&gt;be there. this is very ironic, when applying it to obs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?petrified- um. that i am embarassed and shocked, to the point that i rooted to the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What song will play at my funeral?shut up!- yes! shut the f*** up! don't bitch because i am gone. but don't cry either; i'll see you in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What type of men/women do I like?hedwig's theme- i like men who live in a fantasy world where they get to defy the laws of gravity with broomsticks. i want an owl!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is my day going to be like?get me gone- people are going to try and bring me down, but i won't fall for it and instead be more successful than they expect me to be! YAY! that's good, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i tried to write the things for cme, but i suddenly realised that i am neither pregnant, nor a harried old hag! so how can i do the work? it is absolutely preposterous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115720751532250062?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115720751532250062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115720751532250062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115720751532250062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115720751532250062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/09/yay-you-are-strongly-encouraged-to-pat.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115709112328685225</id><published>2006-09-01T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:12:03.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HA! regarding the "drastic" changes done to the blog- i removed kat's link, to her instructions. and i removed the links that were 404. so, if you want to add new blog link, make sure you keep the blog alive! or i will not be bothered to add the new link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;savvy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! and i didn't comprehend the runner on the bar and the footnote so i changed it. any problems, go run around in circles and scream and panic. i am not going to do anything about it.... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115709112328685225?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115709112328685225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115709112328685225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115709112328685225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115709112328685225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/09/ha-regarding-drastic-changes-done-to.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115694541038163520</id><published>2006-08-30T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:43:30.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, with this post, we would have 9 squared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was trying to envision what a hashbrown with boobs would look like, and came up with this picture!! took me a while to get the boobs right and don't forget, the hashbrown is MALE!! not FEMALE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the c.aguilera video, and NONE of the moves that were supposedly for the ACES day programme were in the video!! what the hell were they watching? and i scrutinised, so i don't think that i am wrong. what a load of baloney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, there was going to be a story of a lunatic strawberry, but i could not be bothered to type it out today. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..... the PICTURE!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/hashbrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/hashbrown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he looks so miserable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115694541038163520?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115694541038163520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sits contentedly with them and smiles; sigh satisfactorily*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more beating around the bush. it's time to regale the story of the hashbrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;there was a lonely hashbrown. absolutely lacking in self-esteem, he deided to hire a 'qualified ' life coach. who did natch for his well-being and confidence. every where he went, he was jeered at for for being pale and bland on the outside, and black, caramelized and crispy on the inside. this was of no coincidence. he had flopped into the reverse fryer belly-first, mistaking it for the butter-er. that was a costly mistake that NO ONE would ever let him forget ( well duh, he was disfigured). every potential date he had? scribbled and cancelled out of his filofax, the day news leaked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at first, he tried to use a self-tanner. obviously, that did not work. but no one told him anyway and he got tricked in to buying a petite bottle at an exorbitant price. because it did not contain methylparaben and propylparabens. but once again, i stray. and anyway, it looked so fake that even rocks threw themselves at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;then, he threw himself into the reverse fryer again, hoping against hopes for a reversal. unfortunately, some really nice person reversed the reversed fryer, and worsened the effect on the hashbrown. soon, there was a stark contrast between his skin colour and the colour of his innards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;so to boost his self-esteem and to make him feel better about himself and to improve his overall well-being, he went for a breast enhancement. it was a gruelling surgery, and it did not botch, even though the surgeon was very tempted to do so, as he did not even like the hashbrown anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so the hashbrown stalked around town, and hid in claustrophobic corners. he would then proceed to jump out and scare the bejeebers out of every one in the district with his ludicrously behemoth boobs!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mind you, the boobs were made of potatoes. yum.... *giggles and salivates at the thought of a boobed hashbrown*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;instead of getting the much needed and anticipated boost in self-confidence, he was relegated to suffering the leers and sneers of the town's folk. sensing that he had just wasted all of his money going for something that he thought would made him more desirable, he became a recluse, and whiled his time by pumping more potatoes into his already I cup boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;depressed, underpaid and overworked, he went to the dark side. more like the carbon bits of the fat side. he thought that he found somewhere that he belonged. *chester bennington!* but, it was all just a plot to kill him. for hurting everyone's brain with his boobs and his awful skin colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pushed to the end, the hash brown became FURIOUS and turned in to the HULK!!!!!!!!! no, actuall, poof! he became koko-krunch!!! no. not really. he unleashed unto the a world a slew of a mixture that had a smorgasbord of clay aiken, justin gaurini and o-town and chinese boyband paraphernalia. the world screamed in anguish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;having continuously pushed potato into his boobs, he was a huge Z cup, almost an alpha cup, a whole new playing field. bad thing for our safety, and our sanity. before he inflicted any more torture and pain on the earth, he confessed that he loved doug robb. ewww... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyways, he pulled off his boobs, which were of cosmic quantities, and threw them at the universe. the world shook as it was bombarded with the potato and everyone turned into potato zombies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that, is how they made frenchfries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115667914526171953?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115667914526171953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115667914526171953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/doug11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/sleepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/sleepy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nice and sleepy/lethargic/drowsy/tired... *yawns and snuggles up with them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;finally time to update this thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i have nothing to say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;you have nothing to read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;too bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in the silly game of the kingdom of loathing, i named all of my familiars after certain people. *wink, wink* if YOU catch my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;YAY! i have let the silly entity that is 'my lovely sam soon' seep into my head! and my EYES have been opened. *heeheee*michelle and i have strange tastes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;let me tell you a little tale of the meesiam man. there was this mee siamman, who used to sell candy floss and muffins. oh wait, that is the muffin man. anyway this mee siamman used to be a good-natured old man, happily contented and satisfied with selling bowls of the potent stuff to unsuspecting customers. as he pottered about the dark and cramp allyes of the municipal, he caught a strange whiff of that special something. soon, his attitude changed. he started to throw more bowls of the piping hot stuff at his customers. 'more' because he would occasionally throw it passers-by. he added less chilli on some days, and too much of the capsaicin on others. he threw in improportionate amounts of noodles and other condiments. his desire to be able to smell that enchanted odour again soon made him able to see swimming pigs and fall in and out of love with vanessa anne hudgens (or keira kinghtley, depending on the colour of his underwear).&lt;br /&gt;he then began on a quest to find the source of the smell, so that he could just keep that glimmer of hope that life would turn back to normal. however, the night before he was to begin his mission, he was dragged off his lazy ass. he wandered the streets aimlessly, looking for his next 'noodle'. creeping in the dark and peering through the bushes was not exactly his kind of thing. instead, he continued to masquerade as the mee siamman that the whloe world thought that he was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ambling and shambling down the twists and turns of the village that he had chosen, he preyed on a small child, beckoning her with the sour sweet fragrance of his soup. allured enticed and tempted by the prospect of thirst-quenching gravy, she cautiously proceeded over to where the man pointed his goodies with a gnarled and crooked finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;within the split second, the girl whipped out a killer pair of chopsticks and stabbed the man!!! no. actually, the girl impaled the man with a satay stick, once she saw him cough. it was a perfectly precautionary measure. no legal action allowed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hence, it was an almighty free for all battle of epic proportions. slinging of sharp cornered taupok cubes, pelting of squares of taukwa, and the belting out of taufik songs. in the end, 553584 was brought to the ultimate concert of hoobastank and LP and SP and FM; where she got to meet EVERYONE!!!!!!!!! YAY! but i digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but that is besides the point, isn't it always. so says the purple penguin, the man and the girl fought valiantly for their own silly reasons when they realised that combined, their power combined could reach to the end's of the earth; together world dominance was their's.&lt;br /&gt;mixing their names together, they came up with a franchise so irresistable, no one could withstand their charms. that franchise spawned many of the same, with endorsement deals left right and center. the world was enthralled by their every presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;their names? *dramatic pause*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;arol and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Donald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115655704503875707?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115655704503875707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115655704503875707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115655704503875707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115655704503875707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/nice-and-sleepylethargicdrowsytired.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115616614934701736</id><published>2006-08-21T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:15:49.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/img_hoobastank_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/img_hoobastank_04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;any questions?&lt;/span&gt; ahh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *pet;pet;pet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set your entire media library on shuffle mode and for each of the questions, click forward. that will be the answer to the question. savvy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;01 How does the world see me? what happened to us- umm... i'll be divorced/separated many times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;02 Will I have a happy life? right now- yay! i'll always have a happy life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;03 What do my friends really think of me? like blood like honey- i'm sticky? and taste good? or we are really close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;04 Do people secretly lust after me? staple it together- i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;05 How can you be happy? everytime (i see your face; verytime you look my way)- so when i see this person, i am happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;06 What should I do with my life? the chronicles of life and death- well duh. you get born, you die and somewhere in between, you have kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;07 Why must life be so full of pain? in this world(murder)- um... because getting murdered is painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;08 Will I ever have children? by myself - ahh! i'll be all alone, with no one to share the wealthy inheritance. should get a toy boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;09 Will I die happy? kenji- in the song, the antagonist died in an internment camp. so i guess, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10 What is some good advice from me? i see the light- pretend that i am dying??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;11 What is happiness? strong- strong cologne?!!? or strong as in brave and perseverence? that is tough, not happiness. it leads to it, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;12 What's my favourite fetish? rag doll- playing with left over dolls, chewed up by some creepy child; ridden with germs. yurk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;13 How will I be remembered? old before i die- well i hope so. maybe i'll be older than my great grand ma when she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;14 What is your love life like? tangled- yay for scandals and affairs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;15 What's your life motto? gone- when you need me, i'll be gone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;16 What do your parents think of you? funky ass cartoon- ummm... yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17 What's your favourite hobby? when it all falls apart- destroying things? i like that. or breaking families by pretending to kill somone? i like that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;18 What does your best friend really think of you? dirt off your shoulder/lying from you- ??!??!?? that i am a pimp and i deceive to hide my broken past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;19 What's the worst thing about you? what i wouldn't give (to learn how to live again)-i regret a lot in this life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;20 Describe your mind. where'd you go- my brain either ran away with the spoon or is broken-hearted and is missing someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;21 How will you die? 100 degrees- with a fever ( if it's in fahrenheit) in a pot of soup ( celsius) hypothermia( in kelvin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;22 How does your crush feel about you? spraypaints and inkpens- i am creative and have a hiphop side and rebellious side, hence the reference to the graffiti and "rebellion"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;23 What is your wedding going to be like? perfect world- yay! it SHOULD be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;24 What about your honeymoon? get me gone- i am sick of my spouse and fell for the cabana boy? wow. my love life IS tangled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;25 Describe the last day of your life. feel like home- i stay at home with family and friends as i take my dying and last breaths *DRAMATIC*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;26 Why does life suck? somewhere i belong- because i don't belong and i need to find SOMEWHERE I BELONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;27 Why does life rule? red to black- i drink booze and then i get hit by a car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;28 What will you be famous for? i hate myself for losing you- dumping a very famous person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;29 What's the craziest thing you'll ever do? when i'm with you-heehee. _____ innuendoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;30 Will you achieve your goals? behind these hazel eyes- which my eyes are so, yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;31 What will your future job be like? no regrets- i love my job( as a plastic surgeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;32 Your party life? no other way- woot! party!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;33 Overall, will you be happy? wanted- yes because i am a convict. or because i am wanted by the rich and famous and popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;34 Or will you just deal with it? sunday morning-i'll deal with it by going to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i realised that paul 3mountain has the same blogging personality as me! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115616614934701736?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115616614934701736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115616614934701736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115616614934701736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115616614934701736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/any-questions-ahh-petpetpet-set-your.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115564949801517808</id><published>2006-08-15T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:44:58.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/51834772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/51834772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/44.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!!! I like them ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*waddles like a penguin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;whoever said that excercise was good for you certainly has not had a sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOORAY!!! for sparrows and turners of the human kind!! and iceman and angels and other things i can't think of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;apparently you have not seen the notice... just tag as many witty things as you can that are relevant to the post and you win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;YAY!! *smothers winner in rich dark chocolate* *winner dies of theobromine and flavanoid poisoning!* *everyone rejoices*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;girls pass notes; boys pass gas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the ironic thing about the statement above is that 2 guys came up with it. maybe they are feminists. are there some things that feminists would comply with a guy? i mean, who wouldn't want a free lunch? surely they would let the dude pay. if they don't, that's a tad strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;teehee. there is a cool game where you can throw rocks at boys!&lt;br /&gt;Born&lt;br /&gt;Only&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;it is a dream come true. i know too many inept boys (and girls) who deserve a good stoning. but yes, let he who hath not sin cast the first stone. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*trapped in a world of oblivion, 553584 recieves her long overdue history worksheets* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*suddenly, the paper jumps out and slices 553584 into tiny bite- sized pieces.* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*the little pieces jump up and form an army of 553584's, and they take over the world!!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*each clone with the intelligence 87 times more than the original; that is actually rather frightenning, not to mention threatening.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THEIR GENES HAVE BEEN SPLICED!!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the pinky and the brain, the pinky and the brain, one is a genius, the other insane, the animated [553584's] mice, they took over the world, the pinky, the pinky and the brain brain brain brain&lt;br /&gt;brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YAY!! i miss that show so much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115564949801517808?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115564949801517808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115564949801517808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115564949801517808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115564949801517808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-i-like-them-all-waddles-like.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115547580853995958</id><published>2006-08-13T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:30:08.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/167.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/5.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the PROVERBIAL question!! YOU know what it IS? don't cha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;teehee. i wonder if people complained because i have had yet to update the class blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YAY!!!!! to up the ante, and the readership AND taggers of the blog, i'll give a bag of maltesers or hershey's kissables to the dude/dudette who tags the MOST!! Savvy? *does a wicked Johnny Depp " Captain Jack Sparrow" impression*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;KAT" stole 553584's hoobastankiness" BROOKE LAM SHAN-YI!and the SS thing is due on mon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*car -&gt; didn't you already know that i was weird? i am sure that the multi-coloured esque of posts should have been a warning sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i realised something. that wherever i go, i manage to attract some form of animal or the other. like, take to day for instance. i went for a gambol around the vicinity and spotted a dead grass snake and a baby bat, not to mention numerous cats and dogs. i could be the next steve irwin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;go watch the video Love in a New Wave by electrico! YAY!! promote!!! desmond is hilarious! ham it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;can't wait for the long holidays to come. will be embarking on voyages to unchartered lands!! *melodramatic sucking in of breath* think of all the dangers! and the Sparrows and Turners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;in conclusion, i feel that if everyone were to get 553584 what she wants, the whole world would be a much better place. and world peace.*beautiful smile, flashing those pearly whites* *whole world claps enthusiastically, as she accepts her crown and sheds a few crocodile tears and congratulates" the losers.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*ms. second place plots the winner's murder, and proceeds with the plan tonight*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NOOOOO!!!!!!!! Don't DO IT!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*too late. ms.second place creeps behind the winner and whispers ' i can make everyone believe that you only wear cheap polyester clothes!!! ' *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;winner *screams, faints and dies* relinquishes throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;excellent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115547580853995958?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115547580853995958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115547580853995958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115547580853995958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115547580853995958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/proverbial-question-you-know-what-it.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115519330025394614</id><published>2006-08-10T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:01:40.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!!! funny monkey(s)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/51284381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/51284381.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/ddd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/8.0.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;YAY!!!!! i watched pokemon today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rather ignorant today, eh? that's not a porcupine; that is a hedgehog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i wish that pokemon were real. i would love to have a pokemon to play with. *looks at what life has degenerated to* sigh. or an egg flip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;what is like to have fractured something? what is it like to have a huge family? what is it like to be hungry?*asks myself that question*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i think that i may have some undetected form of schizophrenia or bipolarity. whenever i take one of those strange quizzes where they typecast you into one of those so-deemed characterized categories, and i take it several times, i get different personalities. see, this shows something. that they should not have led me attended obs. i could have gone crazy and killed and/or mutilated somebody. OR taken the bag of ponchos and hidden it in the forest......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so sleepy. but then, my blood sugar level is always very low in the afternoon. i HAVE been known to have a attention span of 30 minutes, so says my tuition teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*oblivious to the surroundings, 553584 types merrily away while tooms creeps up behind 553584.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i WANT TO SAAAAHHHHHKKK your BLAAAHHHDDDD!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*suddenly aware of the weirdo who is standing behind 553584 who sounds a bit like a cross betweeen arnold schwarzenegger(?) and count dracula*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*just before getting killed, 553584 vents anger at windows media player for NOT playing ANY hoobastank songs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*553584's body now lifeless, predicts that hady or jasmine would get out tonight, well knowing that 553584 is NEVER wrong*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*smirks at thought as i think of who i wanted to get out and then they DID!!!!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;betting odds- chances that 553584 gets killed by SI supporters 0.5:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/my%20orbituary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/200/my%20orbituary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HOORAY for the TMNT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i like my orbituary/epitaph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115519330025394614?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115519330025394614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115519330025394614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115519330025394614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115519330025394614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-funny-monkeys-yay-i-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115510674149216005</id><published>2006-08-09T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:59:01.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really have to stop using Notepad if i want my posts to be shorter. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/52997508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="347" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/52997508.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/cuteanimal2-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="126" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/cuteanimal2-01.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;similarities/differences anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;despite today being the 41st birthday of singapore, i will still pledge allegiance to the American flag!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no one seemed to have noticed the kitty!! so sad!! :( haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i went for a 5 km walk/run today! in the early morning! you must think that i am crazy! in fact, i am! so tired; my calves and thighs and head hurt!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;trying to stay awake! but am about to succumb to it anytime soon. *head thuds onto table*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nothing interesting today; except that i played with a bunch of monkeys. and i got more moxie points in the game Kingdom of Loathing. a familiar is something of a pet, or family, if you wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;GUESS what i named my familars!!! one is a mosquito, the other one is a bee. GUESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;is corrupting a minor against the law? then a lot of people i know should be sent to jail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;people excercise to get away from their problems right? but what if exercise IS the problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*skull cracks open from playing too many sudoku puzzles**numbers float up to the sky, happy as can be*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hot!!&lt;br /&gt;Obvious choice&lt;br /&gt;Owl!&lt;br /&gt;Bucks needed to buy merchandise&lt;br /&gt;Ass hat! *laughs at ludicracity of random insertion of word*&lt;br /&gt;Slightly indie&lt;br /&gt;The reason&lt;br /&gt;A weird name&lt;br /&gt;Name is weird&lt;br /&gt;Kjelti's homies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;553584* why is the 8 all floaty?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115510674149216005?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115510674149216005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115510674149216005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115510674149216005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115510674149216005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-really-have-to-stop-using-notepad-if.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115504339553598165</id><published>2006-08-08T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:23:15.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!! i think that i want this post to be as long as ever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering around town today, and i spotted a whole stream of mg people just wonsering around! i was freaked out so i ran away and hid.... hey! don't laugh! it IS scary!!! and i spotted mag at HEEREN and carrot on my way out to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i may have a short attention *runs away to play with the funny doggie* *proceeds to run around in circles* span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. i was at times in centerpoint and i saw a spongebob scratch and sniff book!! so cool! so i scratched and sniffed it, then i realised that all that i was smelling was the cardboard and ink! all of the olfactory bonds infused in the paper got scratched right away! and that is why you never ever rub perfume onto your self. it kills away the smell!!and there was a touch and feel book! you know, those colourful and somewhat infotaining books where they give you a picture and then you can touch a bit of it! so fun!! and i read the x-men book then i went to galavant to heeren where i spotted the prfect and then i went into HMV!!!! YAY! i love that place. DVDs and other magical stuff *still in awe at the thought of the x-men poster with angel in it*. MAGICAL!!! and LOVELY!!! *dreams and ogles at the smorgasboard and myraid of stuff there*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i was once a spelling bee champion. but i think that the bee got squashed... by all the math that i used to replace it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE JUST GOT A LETTER!! * holds the package and does the whole blue's clues song and dance about the mailbox and stuff...**giggles embarassingly* NEVERMIND!! it is from ny and it contains all of my FM street team memorabilia/ paraphernalia!!!! i've been waiting for this day ever since today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to wear my 'i love NY' shirt today. it DOES have red and white, you know! national day picnic tomorrow!! "fun!" i can't wait to watch the marching bits of the parade because my friends are in there. one of them said that the PAP can't march for NUTS!! and the same guy packed away 6 goodie bags! KIASU!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that the elmo song went " elmo loves his goldfish, his BOYFRIENDS too!" wait, strike that. i STILL think that it goes that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you know that you are obsessed/infatuated with something/one ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG thank you to kat's si hui dang!! for that sinful/luxurious/rich/"now i can die happy" chocolate mousse cake with the graham cracker base!! excellent stuff. nearly died with the rush of flavanoids rushing through my system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm INEBRIATED/TIPSY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stared at someone; that person suddenly turned around and scanned his/her her/his surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new segment!! makeovers!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE MAKE OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/cuteanimal2-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/cuteanimal2-02.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER MAKEOVER!!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/ddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/dougbelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="352" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/dougbelly.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115504339553598165?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115504339553598165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115504339553598165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115504339553598165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115504339553598165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-i-think-that-i-want-this-post-to.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115495584408485937</id><published>2006-08-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:12:40.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/07.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON'T YOU LOVE QUIZZES? by now, you should know the question AND the answer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/rhgfh.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/rhgfh.0.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is SO pronounced as "lay mizerab"!! NOT "lay miserable"! i should know; i watched bits of it&lt;br /&gt;you people are so naive!!! and in a strange and warped and somewhat satirical way, innocent!!! OBVIOUSLY, the similarity between&lt;br /&gt;the kitten(scottish fold) and man is that they are both SCOTTISH!!!!!! DUH!&lt;br /&gt;you may think, you are being contradictory. first you say that he is japanese. then you say he is scottish. so, jap+scot= doug robb!!!&lt;br /&gt;once again, BIG DUH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;CHONG MEI!!! aka RACH!! so blur. i posted the answer to the quiz a LONG time ago. but it's alright; i'll tell you the answer later.&lt;br /&gt;i have run out of words. oh wells. *looks around room in amazement; everyone's mouth agape; a sheer look of dumbfoundedness&lt;br /&gt;and disbelive on their visage* WHAT!!! not happy ah? fight! DIE!! DIE!! DIE!!&lt;br /&gt;so conflicted over the movie pirates of the caribbean. half of the people are whispering in my ear, telling me that the movie is&lt;br /&gt;exceptional; that they have outdone themselves. BUT the other half is cautioning me against wasting my money on a lousy movie.&lt;br /&gt;then there is that one lone dude who hollers over everyone's muttering and shouts:" watch it for the hot people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" so, the&lt;br /&gt;obvious reason to go the movie is OBVIOUSLY the last reason!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;if the class is one body and one part doesn't work, will we all die?&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE du jour: DIE!! you bloody cones/goalkeeper!!! OR, nobody's perfect, but i am as close as it gets&lt;br /&gt;i watched E.T.!! YAY!! but i always felt that it was rather ugly( and not in aadorable but ugly way either), like his face was pummelled&lt;br /&gt;into a 'pancake' by some pugilistic move. and it is rather creepy that the E.T. is always moving his head in and out of his body. my&lt;br /&gt;favourite part was when they went trick or treating and he saw a kid dressed as yoda, and he went "home?"&lt;br /&gt;to acquire: X-men 123 dvd/vcd POC 123 dvd/vcd (yes i know they are not out yet!)&lt;br /&gt;i really should treating it as MY blog. yupp. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;michelle says that i should stop running away from the golf teacher whenever i see him. but its NOT my FAULT; he is a psycho!&lt;br /&gt;can't be bothered with the haikus and wax lyrical about orly. i would rather write silly ditties about OTHER things instead.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ACroSTIC POEM! bah! for a former spelling bee champ, i sure can't spell the word acrostic! NEVERMIND!&lt;br /&gt;i should pick someone's name; but the end results do not necessarily epitomise who or what the person is.&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE ever answers the questions that i post on this thing; like for example, the one about the sunday school teacher. even if i DID&lt;br /&gt;answer it myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115495584408485937?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115495584408485937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115495584408485937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115495584408485937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115495584408485937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115484564456040448</id><published>2006-08-06T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:59:53.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and the answer to the quiz the former post is that both are japanese!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wasn't it easy!!!!!!!!! '!'!!!!!!!!! and cute?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, another quiz that is so easy that if you DON'T get it correct, you ought to go get yourself pregnant!!!! and then you can do the whole: you know how many people in the world have AIDS? i would never inflict AIDS on even my worse enemy!! (load of shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do these pictures have in common?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/467.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/467.jpg" width="103" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/CP47644.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/200/CP47644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/CP47644.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;LOL!!!!! haha! the phrase LOL is LOL-lyful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Question: is calling your(22 year-old) sunday school teacher a diva a crime(and he acts like one)?!?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: NEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: is making fun of your sunday school teacher's bad dye job a crime?!?!??&lt;br /&gt;Answer: NEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i want to go and watch POC! anyone care to come with me? *tries to do puppy eyes but fails and ends up looking weird and creepy* obviously, you can pay for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;HAHA!!! when my sister's friend tried to do puppy eyes to some dude, the dude asked: ' what's wrong with your face? are you constipated?' so ignorant! and the worse thing is that the dude does puppy eyes himself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;KAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! since when did you care if i cared that you cared that i cared that you cared that i cared about (at the risk of being superficial) good-looking people???!?!??!? i don't care if YOU don't! XD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hooray for GOOD-LOOKING PEOPLE!!!!!!!!! they are the reason why the earth doesn't look that bad. i mean, without them, where could we turn to for eye candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;you know how when you are french and you speak french and you apply those same techniques when speaking french to trying to pronounce english words? the results are hilarious!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;like, when you speak french you don't pronounce the last consonant? so you pronounce the word 'methodist' as meh-ha-di! heeheehahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i have gone bonkers/over the edge/mad/insane! of course, EVERYONE knew that a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;MOST people know the quintessentialities of HTML, right? but do they know what HTML relly stands for? it stands for HyperText Markup Lanuguage !!! i bet you didn't know that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;once again, haikus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;to watch pirates one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;must go to bishan and book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;for sunday class friends!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BISHAN!!! i.e. J8. to watch poc- it is not worth it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;poor RI! they end at 1 pm. what kind of half day is that?  too bad. i'll just have to go and watch without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;553584&lt;/span&gt;*listening to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;HOOBASTANK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;duh! they are the "dish" du jour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115484564456040448?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115484564456040448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115484564456040448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115484564456040448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115484564456040448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-answer-to-quiz-former-post-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115478035002531841</id><published>2006-08-05T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:21:20.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUIZ TIME!!!!!!! What a&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;re the similarities between these two pictures???!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/bunny.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. by the way, i should think that you should know the answer by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored, i did the research for the breast augmentation thing. i think that if you were silly&lt;br /&gt;enough to do this kind of research in the public library, people would stare and hem and haw at&lt;br /&gt;your chest, and seriously think if you need bigger or smaller ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. i found a thing that you put the parameters of yourself in and they can show you( on a grid, none the less) what your new chest would look like with the extra cup or 4. i threw in some strange measurements and requested that they increase the size by 5 cups.wow!!!!! very scary. you should go look for it. the results are indeed amazing.yes indeed. the last post was quite long. ohwells. at least it was not boring and you people read to the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always wondered that if adam and eve had not taken the fruit of the tree of good and evil&lt;br /&gt;(genesis chapter3), maybe they would have stayed there until forever. because they were sinless, they could not die. bu they would have procreated and their children would have done the same thing and so on and so forth. BUT, wouldn't one of their progeny have taken the fruit in the end? and then wouldn't all of us be thrown out of the garden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without adam and eve sinning, we would not have all of this technology. we may not even ave the drive to explore and deveop. we'll be NAKED!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough with the theology; let's get on with 553584's need and desire to watch Pirates of the Caribbean. and all of the X-men movies. obviously, with all of the good looking people in the all of the above movies, one might think that that is reason good enough to watch them. if so, put up your hands. if not, still put up your hands. yay! i agree too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICEMAN is my homie! and whats-his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly windows media player absolutely refuses to play any of the Hoobastank songs, even though i have 2 of the hoobastank albums on shuffle mixed with a tad of FM and jack Johnson, with just a dash of GC, holly brook and a kiss of Electrico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know electrico personally. so you must buy their album. okay, that is not related but nevermind! just do as i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehheh. want to know the answers to the lame-ass&lt;br /&gt;quiz on the top of the post? and the last post as&lt;br /&gt;well? ask me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and i will reveal almost all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIKU TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*insert your disclaimer here*&lt;br /&gt;YAY! i love haikus.&lt;br /&gt;windows player sucks&lt;br /&gt;kjelti wants hoobastank but&lt;br /&gt;it does not comply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image search for hot&lt;br /&gt;guys throw up models and my&lt;br /&gt;favourite doug robb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! obviously, to be taken with a barrel full of&lt;br /&gt;salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;553584 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115478035002531841?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115478035002531841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115478035002531841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115478035002531841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115478035002531841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/quiz-time-what-are-similarities.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115469298784820865</id><published>2006-08-04T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:41:05.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/fgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/fgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/staging6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/staging6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA! do you know what they BOTH have in common?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am sure you can tell ME the answer!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YAY! for blessings in tragedies...&lt;br /&gt;i am soooo hungry. even though i had dinner already- really tantalising vietnamese wrap, the house is filled with the delicious aroma&lt;br /&gt;of stewed pork in soy sauce. HUNGRY/ RAVENOUS! i think i will go eat some RUffles. R-R-R-RUFFLES!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think that the video that we watched today is worthy to be used for a form of cruel and unusual punishment. like christina aguilera's&lt;br /&gt;music. it all makes sense, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;who in their right mind would actually regale at full length to their siblings the statistics of the number of people who have aids?!?!!? i&lt;br /&gt;would definitely spare my sister that monotonous droning. and their accents were extremely AFFECTED!!!!!!!! like they were trying to&lt;br /&gt;be all american and try to mask (very badly and unsuccessfully) their Sngaporean accents.&lt;br /&gt;but in the first place, what constitutes a so-called 'singaporean' accent? a smorgasboard of the accents that our fore fathers had? or a&lt;br /&gt;touch of a fake westernised accent with a rough finish of a lian dakine? having always felt that singaporeans try TOO hard to keep up&lt;br /&gt;with their western counterparts; i am NOT condoning or sanctioning or even in the least bit advocating that the asian culture is much&lt;br /&gt;better than the western one. all i am implying is that there are some people who are extremely pretentious. BANANAS!!!!!!! they are a bunch of baloney, salami and other salty preserved meats.&lt;br /&gt;NOW i smell hashbrowns!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HUNGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;this month, we say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to(not in any particular order) JAMIE DING!!! LIU ZHI WAI!!! MAGDALENE HO!!! STEFANIE&lt;br /&gt;SEAH!!! see, you got your birthday post; don't disturb me for a birthday present. *refutes taunts of being a CHEAPSKATE*&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST SOME people find my posts amusing and/or entertaining. i can count the number of people who read this ludicrous blog of the class on maybe one and a half hands? can we up the readership? but that may not ba a good idea...&lt;br /&gt;HASHBROWNS BECKON!!!!!!! my precioussssss........ *tries to run and take them but HOOBASTANK PLAYS so 553584 sits still*&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why i am fat... oh well. at least i can die happy.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to bring the sponge BOOB (not a misspelling) home; but without it everyone would be sad and michelle can not be freaked out anymore.&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to the next point. I LIKE TO CYCLE!!!!!!! YAY!!!! but very expensive...&lt;br /&gt;in the chinese test, the last question was to choose which of the sentences were not the main ideas of the lesson. well, i wonder what the main topic THIS whole blog is about - regarding my posts, of course.&lt;br /&gt;i bet it has nothing to do with BLEU CHEESE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;heehee. the wmp keeps playing videos when all i want are songs then i start to wonder why the song has no tune...&lt;br /&gt;HAIKU TIME!&lt;br /&gt;hoobastank all day         for want of something else i            buy CRAWLING by them&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;pirates to be seen                  for keira to be sneered at               i want JOHHNY D! or is it ORLANDO? * runs to michelle and argues; later seeks backing-up from tracy*&lt;br /&gt;i got my hashbrown! YAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. orlando bloom has 5 syllables in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KEEP BUYING HOOBASTANK!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;553584&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115469298784820865?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115469298784820865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115469298784820865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115469298784820865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115469298784820865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-do-you-know-what-they-both-have.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115443762851481950</id><published>2006-08-01T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:07:08.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/FX-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/400/FX-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can fly! if you teach me how!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115443762851481950?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115443762851481950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115443762851481950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115443762851481950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115443762851481950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-can-fly-if-you-teach-me-how.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115443723319817757</id><published>2006-08-01T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:00:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HA! about the last post- heehee.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*feel free to insert eye roll and to throw breadrolls at writer*&lt;br /&gt;*553584 catches food**yum!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i miss the class being flooded. of course, i don't want to clean the water again, but there should be an automatic system where you can flood and drain the class at any point of time you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we really one family? don't we all have estranged auntys, gay uncles and the odd cousin bob who is on an extended holiday at IMH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that if after every post there is at least one tag, i will continue to blog and to cut my fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, i may leave C-4 all around! and some uranium/plutonium... and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! for teacher's day, can we mock teachers? what if we make the video so awful they have no other option but to not show it? BOTCH! i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupidity is not a virus, but it sure spreads like one. like obesity can be caused by the negative H5 virus, may be stupidity is caused by the ID 10 T virus.&lt;br /&gt;maybe being inept is inherited. is it dominant? the world would come to an end VERY soon then. morons running around and procreating with each other... literally a cornucopia of blockheads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIKES! *shudders and sweats profusely at the thought*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people should take IQ tests before getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, how about all the other people who give birth to geniuses? oh wells. i think they should have at least above average IQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i would not engage in a battle of wits with an unarmed person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEY! Look! it is a battle of wits- nitwit, dimwit and halfwit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like IQ tests; guess my IQ and win a Surprise prize! ha! *to be taken with a load of salt*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what i am going to bring tomorrow and i will give you a part of my lunch! YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, guess what kind of .mp3 i am listening to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOBASTANK!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inmate* 553584- ha! a bit like being in jail, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115443723319817757?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115443723319817757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115443723319817757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115443723319817757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115443723319817757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/08/ha-about-last-post-heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115435249437112691</id><published>2006-07-31T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:28:14.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the proverbial YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. dream sequence coming up. do not read IF you are sitting, or standing, or eating or drinking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT first, dreams are the opposite of reality, aren't they? but, aren't dreams also the wishes your heart makes( a la cinderella)? so essentially, what are dreams??!?!?!! are dreams messages that God is trying to send us( a la Joseph)? huh? maybe it is a way that your brain relaxes. or your brain is just trying to make sense of the information it had collected in the past few days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ACHTUNG( caution, for all you non-german speakers)!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be taken with caution, and a bucket of salt. not to be discussed with the author, in anyway, or you will DIE!! *553584 takes out "bubble" gun and starts to massacre everyone in a macabre fashion!!!!* *3-i faints/collapses and dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lo! the secret dream is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha! thought i will tell you, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha... michelle and i were at SOME PLACE, and SOMETHING happened between the both of us and SOMEONE very FAMOUS. ACTUALLY QUITE FUNNY!! if you think about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115435249437112691?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115435249437112691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115435249437112691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115435249437112691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115435249437112691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/proverbial-yay-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115391709429310194</id><published>2006-07-26T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:31:34.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/3i(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/3i%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you guys(: just wanted to post this pic for those who dont have cams(: happy er, koping(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115391709429310194?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115391709429310194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115391709429310194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/rachel.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115383789440490326</id><published>2006-07-25T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:36:25.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that when i take all of the sorting hat quizzes, i get into all of the houses! first hufflepuff, then slytherin, then ravenclaw and finally griffyndor(?)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertaining to tthe BITCH song, i find the accompanying song somewhat amusing! they have other southpark songs, most of which i am not entitled to put here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to traceeeeeeee: HA! monica has not killed me yet! yay! the day that she kills me would be the day cows fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that the class relay is a load of baloney; i just got the message from janice. and then tracy started the relay at 12-ish. so i got the message at 10pm. so it took 10 HOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!! not 10 minutes! good thing tracy called me at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the school rules quiz, one of the questions is that you can get booked if you defame a teacher on your blog. i wonder who is the moron who put the teacher's name there. MORON, INEPT,BLOCKHEAD! not in their right mind, definitely. but what if a teacher were to do that to a teacher or another student? can you book a teacher? you should be able to; since they want so badly to 'bridge the gap' between teachers and students. it is only fair that we should be able to 'tell' on a teacher as a student tells on another student or as a teacher tells on another student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would be EXCELLENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that e-learning week is much more stressful than normal school thingies.&lt;br /&gt;i know someone who thought that e-learning was held through video-conferencing; but the teacher's bandwith must be DAMN BIG, lest they are unable to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger sucks ASS! i actually had a different post yesterday, before the bitch son but blogger deleted it. i actually 'coped' it from MONICA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will just tell you the bits i can remember: i like alcohol; i like sausages; so on and so forth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I can doTo make you change your mindIs it me, is it youNothing that I can doIs it a waste of time?Is it me, is it youNothing that I can doTo make you change your mindSo why are you running away?Why are you running away?...What is it I've got to say...So why are you running away?...To make you admit you're afraid...Why are you running away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOBASTANK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh! no blonde jokes. people might think i am pushing the envelope a little too far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! i have changed my phone number; duh i won't post it here. please ask me and change it to the new one.It is possible to go blind from smoking too heavily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;553584&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115383789440490326?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115383789440490326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115383789440490326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115383789440490326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115383789440490326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-i-realised-that-when-i-take-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115374467589827358</id><published>2006-07-24T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T20:37:55.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Kyle's Mom's a bitch, she's a big fat bitch, she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, she's a stupid bitch,if there ever was a bitch,she's a bitch to all the boys and girls.Monday she's a bitch, on Tuesday she's a bitch, on Wednesday to Saturday, she's a bitch,then on Sunday, just to be different,she's a super, king, kameha-meha biatch!Have you ever met my friend Kyle's mom,she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world,she's a mean old bitch, and she has stupid hair, she's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitchBitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,she's a stupid bitch, Kyle's mom's a bitch and she'ssuch a dirty bitch!Kyle's mom, is a bitch-cha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115374467589827358?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115374467589827358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115374467589827358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115374467589827358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115374467589827358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-kyles-moms-bitch-shes-big-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115354892725228527</id><published>2006-07-22T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T14:19:21.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no YAY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children, you represent MGS as a group of scientists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to honour that, i did a few experiments at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can now conclude that sweat stains CANNOT be removed with high end shampoo, low end shampoo, vinegar, acetone, toner and one of those magic sponges that claim to remove all types of dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhblahhh with this short one; sick of updating this ***** ******** ******* **** ****** ** ** ***** **** *** blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words, 1beep*2 beep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, genia. i should leave my name. but then, i already do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;553584! duh! type it into your phone! DUH.......................................................................... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HOOBASTANK= YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115354892725228527?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115354892725228527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115354892725228527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115354892725228527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115354892725228527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-yay-children-you-represent-mgs-as.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115349330748333494</id><published>2006-07-21T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T22:48:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;YAY!! let's face it, the 'yay' is customary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;does anyone know how to do the chem and a bit of the chinese? i am done with most of the assigned homework, but unsure about how to do the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;in other news, i still wonder if the blog is actually being read by people. i asked around, and some people said YES! but i doubt so because noone tags! that is so sad!!!! !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i have the stupid windows media player on shuffle mode, but i don't think that it fully understands the concept of 'shuffle'. it insists on consecutive songs by the same artist and from the same album! but in a way it is a blessing in disguise, as it likes to play hoobastank songs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;as geography rep, it is my social obligation to tell you that ONLY 5 people can do the same volcanic eruption/earthquake thing! i booked the san fran earthquake of 1906, so too bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i am so bored of the stupid open day! so much preparation for a few seconds of appreciation! i should tell the teacher not to disturb me; i am already disturbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wonder why blondes are the butt of most jokes. why? what blonde nut did to them such a great injustice? maybe it is because of the fact that most people have hair colour other than bonde. TOO BAD! i like blonde jokes; they are like stupid and ugly people, they make you feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A blonde goes into a Best Buy. She asks a clerk if she can buy the TV in the corner. The clerk looks at her and says that he doesn't serve blondes, so she goes back home and dyes her hair black.      The next day she returns to the store and asks the same thing and again the clerk said he doesn't serve blondes.      Frustrated, the blonde goes home and dyes her hair yet again, to a shade of red. Sure that a clerk would sell her the TV this time, she returns and asks a different clerk this time. To her astonishment, this clerk also says that she doesn't serve blondes. The blonde asks the clerk, "How do you know I am a blonde?"     The clerk looks at her disgustedly and says,"That's not a TV - it's a microwave."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; One day, a blonde went to a ventriloquist show. During the show, the ventriloquist used his "dummy" to make fun of blondes. The crowd roared with laughter, but the blonde was angry.     Outraged, she stood up and said, "How dare you make fun of blondes!"     The ventriloquist replied saying, "Madam, I'm very sorry. But it's just part of the act."     The blonde screamed, "You shutup! I'm talking to the little man on your knee!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Soon, three more blondes arrive, take up their drinks and the chanting grows... "51 days, 51 days, 51 days!" Two more blondes show up and soon their voices are joined in "51 days, 51 days, 51 days!"      Finally, the tenth blonde comes in with a picture under her arm. She walks over to the table, sets the picture in the middle and the table erupts. Up jump the others, they begin dancing around the table, exchanging high-fives, all the while chanting "51 days, 51 days, 51 days!"      The bartender can't contain his curiosity any longer, so he walks over to the table. There in the center is a beautifully framed child's puzzle of the Cookie Monster.      When the frenzy dies down a little bit, the bartender asks one of the blondes, "What's all the chanting and celebration about?" The blonde who brought in the picture pipes in, "Everyone thinks that blondes are dumb and they make fun of us. So, we decided to set the record straight.      Ten of us got together, bought that puzzle and put it together....the side of the box said 2-4 years, but we put it together in 51 days!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;heehee... that will be enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We have to escape and I will go anywhere if you just lead the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Escape to a place where we'll be together, together everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We have to escape....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We could be living how we wanted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Instead of doing things we're forced to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With no one to tell us that we should be going through what they went through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There has to be someplace that nobody knows, somewhere we can only go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HOOBASTANK! I AM THE HOOBASTANKY PERSON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;553584! My brain is 80% water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115349330748333494?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115349330748333494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115349330748333494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115349330748333494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115349330748333494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-lets-face-it-yay-is-customary.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115331153259198337</id><published>2006-07-19T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T20:18:52.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YAY! with this post, we would have 5x12, 10x6, 4x15, 2x30 posts or any of the other strange permutations you can think of!!!!!! yay for permutations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i dropped a noodle in to the keyboard; i hope it will be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;by the way, since everyone wants to know what the numbers mean, those who really want to know should sit. those who already know, should sit as well.          they refer to my  name! type into your mobile; you'll see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;are YOU done revising for math? if not, too bad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i don't quite enjoy blogging; it is rather impersonal and cold. it is like having someone convey your message for you; third party, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i am sick of magic sand! they make my hands itchy! what kind of a surname is kon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;kjelti: good evening shamu! want to know more about this booth? (dripping with sarcasm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;tharman: no, not really. (shiny bald head blinding everyone as he shakes his head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;kjelti: thank you sir! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;kjelti: goodbye and good riddance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;michelle: smacks kjelti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hey.... why did you do that for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;anyway, i am so bored. and sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;oh wells! the only thing i can do is listen to jack johnson and HOOBASTANK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;buy fort minor merchandise from bandmerch.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;get me some cool black tees from cafepress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;mind you, these are not paid advertisements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;if you want to read someone's blog with whom i share almost the same opinions, go to blogography.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jim Finn, the noted biologist, was stumped. He'd spent months studying the little green frogs in the Keefo swamp. The population, despite all efforts at predator control, was declining at an alarming rate.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Finn went to the chemistry department at his college to see if anyone there might be able to help. Tom Trom looked into the problem, and came up with a solution. The little frogs had succumbed to a chemical change in the swamp's water, and simply couldn't stay coupled long enough to reproduce. Tom brewed up a new adhesive, made from a dash of this, a zoss of that, and most critically, one part sodium.&lt;br /&gt;"You mean?.... " Jim said when told. "Yes," said Tom, "They needed mono-sodium glue to mate." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha. so lame! i like frogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've done everything as you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've followed your rules without question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I thought it would help me see things clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But instead of helping me to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I look around and it's like I'm blinded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm spinning out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm spinning out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fine monica! i am the hoobastanky person! yup, too bad! \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;553584&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115331153259198337?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115331153259198337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115331153259198337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115331153259198337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115331153259198337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-with-this-post-we-would-have-5x12.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115322936751504483</id><published>2006-07-18T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:29:27.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;YAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;why do i always start my posts with a yay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyway, if you people adjourn to view the lameass science project, don't expect things of filigree standards. don't even expect anything; you just might be a tad disappointed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;when we write ying yong wen, can they really be applied to real life? i am talking about the private one, of course.  who in their right mind would follow such rigid regulations and then send a letter to a friend/ relative about how crappy their life is and how they should change it?!!?!?!?!? it is absolutely ridiculous /preposterous/ ludicrous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and once again, i have been mistaken for an indonesian! i am not sure whether to feel insulted or complimented! i am portugese, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Agalychnis callidryasnickname - "leaf frog" due to its ability to blend with a leaf on which it sits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;go froggie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i wonder why people have the misconception that i enjoy alternative pop bands like coldplay! that is silly! !! i actually enjoy hard core rock, hip-hop and acid jazz! as strange as the combination might be, too bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;BOOST YOUR PATHETIC IQ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Do they have a fourth of July in England?&lt;br /&gt;(Yes)( No)&lt;br /&gt;How many birth days does the average man have? (  )&lt;br /&gt;Some months have 31 days; how many have 28? (  )&lt;br /&gt;In baseball, how many outs are there in an inning? (  )&lt;br /&gt;Can a California man legally marry his widow's sister?&lt;br /&gt;(Yes)( No )&lt;br /&gt;Divide 30 by 1/2 and add 10. What is the answer? (  )&lt;br /&gt;If there are 3 apples and you take away 2, how many do you have? (  )&lt;br /&gt;A doctor gives you three pills telling you to take one every half hour.&lt;br /&gt;How many minutes would the pills last? (  )&lt;br /&gt;A farmer has 17 sheep standing in a field and all but 9 drop down and die.&lt;br /&gt;How many sheep are left standing? (  )&lt;br /&gt;How many members of each animal did Moses take on the ark? (  )&lt;br /&gt;A clerk in the butcher shop is 5' 10'' tall. What does he weigh? (  )&lt;br /&gt;How many two cent stamps are there in a dozen?(  )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YAY! if you do not know the answers, ask me! and i may or may not tell you the answers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOOBASTANK! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;553584&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115322936751504483?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115322936751504483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115322936751504483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115322936751504483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115322936751504483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-why-do-i-always-start-my-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115314169435661297</id><published>2006-07-17T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:08:14.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO YOU WANT TO NOW WHAT I THINK IS IRONIC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes, step to the right. no, step to the right as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will now proceed to tell the people on the right! &lt;readers&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YUM! anyway, to the aforementioned people, the person who started this blog is not updating it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, for those who really want to know, i had frankfurters in bread for recess to day. heehee. recess reminds of receding hairlines. NEVERMIND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i did not say anything for the past few paragraphs! ana that if you were to roll one lung out flat, it will go to the size of a tennis court? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cannot be bothered with this thing any more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dare you to give me a million dollars! go on! don't be a wuss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dare you to give me $5! noone likes to be called a chicken, ehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;There was a little old lady who was nearly blind, and she had three sons who wanted to prove which one was the best to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Son #1 bought her a 15-room mansion, thinking this would surely be the best that any of them could offer her. Son #2 bought her a beautiful Mercedes with a chauffeur included, thinking this would surely win her approval. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Son #3 had to do something even better, so he bought her a parrot that he had been training for 15 years to memorize the entire Bible. You could ask the parrot any verse in the Bible, and he could quote it word for word. What a gift that would be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well, the old lady went to the first son and said, "Son, the house is just gorgeous, but it's really much too big for me. I only live in one room, and it's too large to clean and take care of. I really don't need the house, but thank you anyway." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then she confronted her second son with, "Son, the car is beautiful. It has everything you could ever want on it, but I don't drive and really don't like the chauffeur, so please return the car." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Next, she went to Son #3 and said, "Son, I just want to thank you for your most thoughtful gift. That chicken was delicious."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I ACTUALLY DISLIKE blogger! yup! too bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and i like HOOBASTANK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;itlejk! kjelti! 553584&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115314169435661297?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115314169435661297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115314169435661297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115314169435661297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115314169435661297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/do-you-want-to-now-what-i-think-is.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115297704209771653</id><published>2006-07-15T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:24:02.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! new post finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am posting in the wee hours of the night to the sounds of pcd blaring in my ears! isn't that a tad unlikely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is as unlikely as my dressing up as a bright pink, slightly gay ballerina/ fairy and going to the school dinner and waht other nonsense the teachers deem as "fun".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church tomorrow. my sister says that i use this blog as myown. that is SO true. by presuming this as mine, won't i  be more motivated to revive and resuscitate this blog once in a blue moon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, NOPE!! i had a blog before this one came along. i think it was back in '03, when blogs were the current must-have, if you were one of the tech-savy bunch, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehheh! want ot hear several rascist jokes, go ask me in class, and i will tell you for a measly and low price of 10 cents! isn't that great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 women were stuck in a castle:a blonde,brunette, and a black-haired the king says if they can say one true fact about themselves, she can leave however, if shesaid something false, she will go to hell. the brunette said i think i am the most beautiful one she left. the black haired one said i think i am the smarter one she left. the blonde said i think............. then she disappeared to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! they speak volumes. and i know what i want for my birthday1 but don't take me seriously though... i am just a poor orphan child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: A smart blonde, a talking dog, a jumping elephant, and a flying kangaroo are each sitting in a corner of a room, with a pot of gold in the middle, which one gets to the gold first?&lt;br /&gt;A: None, because none of them exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:How do you drown a blonde?&lt;br /&gt;A:Put a scratch and sniff sticker at the bottom of a pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have any comments, too bad. i just happen to be disdainful of blondes, tis' all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est trop le mauvais juste si vous ne comprenez pas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115297704209771653?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115297704209771653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115297704209771653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115297704209771653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115297704209771653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-new-post-finally-here-i-am-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115218411709221254</id><published>2006-07-06T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:12:21.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey 3i! This blog is kinda dead isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh well, I've finally decided to make my very special appearance here. HAHA! Yeah, Actually I've no idea on what to blog on, like what can I say? Hmm.. I think I'll copy and paste some stuff from emails for laughs and for thought. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;First grade teacher collected well-known proverbs. She gave each child in her class the first half of a proverb and asked them to come up with the remainder of the proverb. It's hard to believe these were actually done by first graders. Their insight may surprise you. While reading these, keep in mind that these are first graders, 6-year-olds, because the last one is classic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Better to be safe than......................punch a 5th grader.&lt;br /&gt;2. Strike while the............................bug is close.&lt;br /&gt;3. It's always darkest before..................Daylight Saving Time&lt;br /&gt;4. Never underestimate the power of............termites.&lt;br /&gt;5. You can lead a horse to water but...........how?&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't bite the hand that....................looks dirty.&lt;br /&gt;7. No news is..................................impossible.!&lt;br /&gt;8. A miss is as good as a......................Mr.&lt;br /&gt;9. You can't teach an old dog new..............math.&lt;br /&gt;10. If you lie down with dogs, you'll...........stink in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;11. Love all, trust.............................me.&lt;br /&gt;12. The pen is mightier than the................pigs.&lt;br /&gt;13. An idle mind is.............................the best way to relax.&lt;br /&gt;14. Where there's smoke there's.................pollution.&lt;br /&gt;15. Happy the bride who.........................gets all the presents.&lt;br /&gt;16. A penny saved is............................not much.&lt;br /&gt;17. Two's company, three's......................the Musketeers.&lt;br /&gt;18. Don't put off till tomorrow what............you put on to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;19. Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and......... you have to blow your nose!&lt;br /&gt;20. There are none so blind as..................Stevie Wonder.&lt;br /&gt;21. Children should be seen and not.............spanked or grounded.&lt;br /&gt;22. If at first you don't succeed...............get new batteries.&lt;br /&gt;23. You get out of something only what you...........see in the picture on the box.&lt;br /&gt;24. When the blind leadeth the blind............get out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;And the favourite:&lt;br /&gt;25. Better late than............................pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the best poem, written by an African kid!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When I born, I Black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When I grow up, I Black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When I go in Sun, I Black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When I scared, I Black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When I sick, I Black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And when I die, I still black..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And you White fella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When you born, you Pink,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When you grow up, you White,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When you go in Sun, you Red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When you cold, you Blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When you scared, you Yellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When you sick, you Green,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And when you die, you Gray..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And you calling me Colored ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes Lyrics Can Save You, Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Read the following joke and you'll know why... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When Ms Woo was on her way to her class, 2E5, she noticed the intolerable noise they have made. Thus, she decided to confront those who were misbehaving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: How many times do I need to tell you, DON'CH BE SO NOISY especially when the teacher's not in class?? Who was the one who make so much noise?! You better stand up before everyone gets it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Felix: "Will the Real Slim Shady Please Stand Up, Please Stand Up, Please Stand Up..." (Eminem) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: You again!! Can you DON'CH PRAY A FOOL??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Felix: "Can't believe I'm the Fool again~" (Westlife)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Do you want me to beat you?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "Hit me Baby One More Time!" (Britney) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: What did u say?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eugene: "WHAT?!" (Stone Cold) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Are you out of your head?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kai Ying: "I can't Get you Outta my Head~" (Kylie Minogue) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Who do you think you are?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eugene: "I'm a Genie in a Bottle~" (Christina Aguilera) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: DON'CH BE RUDE!! How many F9s do you all want?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "1, 2, 345, Everybody in the House, so Come'on let 's Ride.." (Lou Bega) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Do you all have to do this?? What else you all do?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "Sometimes I run, Sometimes I hide..." (Britney) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Do you all think this is a party?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "I'm Coming Up so you Better Get the Party Started!" (Pink) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: I want all of you to go for detention tomorrow morning!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "Every Morning they're a Hello..." (Sugar Ray) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: No!! I want everyone of you to go for detention EVERYDAY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "Everyday I Love You~" (Boyzone) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Felix, Eugene and Kai Ying!! You 3 come alone and see me after school!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eugene: "Show me the Meaning, of Being Lonely" (BSB) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Okay Eugene!! Now only you have to come and see me personally!! Felix and Kai Ying need not!! It's gonna be only 2 of us!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eugene: "Just the Two of Us..." (Will Smith) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Do you want to SHUTTUP before I bring you to Mr Fauzi?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "You Say it Best, when you Say Nothing At All..." (Ronan Keating) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: I want all of you to promise not to give me anymore trouble!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "This I Promise You... Woo~ I Promise You..." (*NSYNC) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: Make sure you all DON'CH give me trouble again!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "Oops!! I Did it Again!!" (Britney) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: DON'CH BE RUDE AR!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kai Ying: "There she Goes... There she Goes Again~" (Sixpence None The Richer) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ms Woo: I'm leaving now!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class: "BYE BYE BYE!!" (*NSYNC) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha... Enjoyed it?? I bet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah, these are all for now. Hoped you enjoyed yourself reading them. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Monica :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115218411709221254?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115218411709221254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115218411709221254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115218411709221254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115218411709221254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-3i-this-blog-is-kinda-dead-isnt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Monica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115086520837608575</id><published>2006-06-22T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:46:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY 3I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! its the last week of the holidays! i cant wait to get back to school! well, for those who have actually enjoyed this holiday, too bad for you. but seriously, i've been dying and rotting at home waiting for the holidays to end. haha. anyways, we'll be getting back test papers when we get back. i cant wait for that. even though i know that i wont be doing that well, but still. haha. i think its the physics, geog and ss. yupp. anyways, for those who didnt manage to kope the class photos from anyone, here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/3I"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/3I%2706.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/3I"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/3I%2706%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/CIMG0062.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/CIMG0062.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;rachel(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115086520837608575?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115086520837608575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115086520837608575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-3i-yay-its-last-week-of-holidays-i.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-115086923266986958</id><published>2006-06-21T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:57:32.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally! new post! after all these years! i realised that i enjoy blogging only when there is work to do! exclamation mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wizard of oz is highly fascinating......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********BEHOLD*THE*WIZARD********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^&lt;br /&gt;( _____ _____ )&lt;br /&gt;O O&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;( /////////// )&lt;br /&gt;( * )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! i am so bored. and i ripped that from mad magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******** blogger! deleted all my hard work. and the dates of the posts are wrong. i did this on wednesday, not tuesday. now the wizard is looking to the left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-115086923266986958?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/115086923266986958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=115086923266986958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115086923266986958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/115086923266986958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/06/finally-new-post-after-all-these-years.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114992207127435465</id><published>2006-06-11T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:47:51.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey 3i(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that this blog has been dead a couple of days.. sigh. i guess now, everyone's just sort of overseas and enjoying their hols or something like that, while im bored at home with nothing to do but watch stupid cartoons and do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP next thurs. at least there's something to do next thursday. take up time, save myself from boredoom. haha. remember, need to bring 10bucks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt;rachel is bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114992207127435465?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114992207127435465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114992207127435465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-3i-ive-noticed-that-this-blog-has.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114915189204945804</id><published>2006-06-01T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T16:51:32.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;YAY! with this post, we would have all together enough posts for one year! if you take one post a week, that is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my brain weighs about 1500 grams; i wonder if that is the average. i think it is . and to the people who complain that the blog is dead- i didn't even know! haha. too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you know what is weird? you:what? my cursor likes to dance across the screen even though no one is touching the mouse nor is the mouse moving. even weirder, i heard somebody talking in my room last night but there was no one ther! and my sister saw a little girl standing in a corner of the room! i think i'll name her chang jin!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;speaking of joga bonito, i like to play football but no one ever depicts girls playing football in their commercials. take for example the 'fly emirates' advertisement. you don't see the slightest glimpse of any female thing there now do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but i digress. fully knowing that 7% of americans still think that elvis is dead and that the inventor of the Waffle Iron did not like waffles, i must give an honourable mention to the teachers at school for plying us with tons of work! while you are at it, make sure you throw a few tomatoes and bread rolls as well!!! yay! for the proper disposal of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;while feeding my white and grey matter at the library, at chanced upon an enriching book at the adult fiction section. now, you must be thinking that surely, kjelti would not be able to reach the high shelves, now woul she? in actual fact, i got someone to take the book!! hahaha! any ways, the book is highly engaging and it states that there was a lady with a sister bent on committing hellacious and heinious and harrowing and traumatising crimes. the one image that stuck me most was the one where the sister approached the lady with a pair of razor sharp scissors and poked the lady's doll's eyes out! then threatened to do the same to her!!!!!!! yikes! and then the sister did a whole bunch of crap which i cannot be bothered to type here. if you want the story, go borrow 'killjoy' by garwood(surname). no wonder it is a bestseller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;go read stephen king's the dark half; it will open your eyes.*opens eyes* O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;can't be bothered t0 do any more typing; need to go toilet. will not resume after that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;byebye! now it's time for so long; but we'll sing just one more song; thanks for doing your part; you sure are smart; you know with me and you, and my dog blue(a girl); we can do anything; that we wanna do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ahh! i smell cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;553584 "OHHH! my head is peeling! and it looks like dandruff" 564&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114915189204945804?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114915189204945804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114915189204945804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114915189204945804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114915189204945804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/06/yay-with-this-post-we-would-have-all.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114905192972253680</id><published>2006-06-01T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:05:29.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The school hols are here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet it doesnt feel like the hols. well, thats cos our class is so far behind in our work that the teachers have to force us to use our holiday time to come back. sigh. actually, we could have lied or something like that. say that we went overseas. haha. i almost wanted to do that. but thinking of missing out on the things we learn in class, and thus making me stupider, made me change my mind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i updated this blog. cos now, kjelti and tracy are the ones doing it. haha. good for them! unlike some others who only complain that the blog isnt alive and dont do anything about it. haha. anyways, loads of holiday homework piling up! do it fast! im thinking of finishing at least half of it this week. haha. sounds impossible. but i can do it. yesterday, i was so bored, i actually watched Power Rangers. seriously. thats why i think it can be done. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;enjoy your holidays 3i!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;rachel(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114905192972253680?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114905192972253680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114905192972253680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-hols-are-here-but-yet-it-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114908577840427445</id><published>2006-05-31T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:29:38.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;I WAS HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;hehe. so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh. i'm Ya Ting btw. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114908577840427445?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114908577840427445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114908577840427445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114908577840427445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114908577840427445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-here-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114873557166656615</id><published>2006-05-27T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T21:14:43.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GULP!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;other then that, let's carry on with the regaling on the legend that came to be as the OBS tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;blahblahblah-- i only say that because the only people who read this blog are people who have probably experienced what i have had to endure so i will not worry about writing all the crap i suffered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;for details, go to kat's blog. YAY! LEECH/SPONGE off someone else!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i still feel like i am on the kayak. kayaking for lengthy and tedious hours has an unadulterated and somewhat inebriated (?) effect on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;YAY! when i came back to SINGAPORE (thank God!) i ate a donut and some ice cream and a whole lot of junk. i forgot how privileged i was. forget about going on mission trips; when you are separated from luxry items, only then do you realise how fortunate we all are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;in regards to the whole opinion of the past five days, i am still unsure as to whether the camp has pulled the class together or apart. i mean, i feel much closer to some of the people who i normally would not talk to( sonia: i love you kjelti!!!!!!) but my perceptions of some people have really taken a 180- in someways good and in others, bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i wish not to name any specific people, but i must tell you that we are all ( maybe except for me) human beings. we must all learn to forgive and forget each other's shortcomings, even if they do rear their ugly head once in a while. even if we shun them, please do it in your mind's eye; don't let them know how useless they are. you can say that these are their blind spots and all but they must be dealed with tactfully. GAH! so serious. tee hee. the truth is in them, instead of out there. we must all learn to accept certain SHIT that belongs to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;at camp, i do things i would not normally do at home. like pick up insects and play with them ( not referring to the wood louse/cockroach incident of course) and i found out that to some people, i am intimidating( and smart and funny and random and CRAZY! i think they mean wacky and eccentric). tee hee. sorry about that but i had to ensure everything went as smooth as possible in order that i could survive. i felt that excellence demanded/mandated/required perfection hence the crazy behaviour. and hsing and i scrubbed the pots for 1/2 hour but still not satisfied so must wash again. hen ma fan! and my sister thinks that the person who took the ponchos from the bags was the rgs girl. don't believ it but ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;today was flag day!!! i aproached all the ang moh and they gave me all their $1 coins! haha to tracy! and the old mg girls and mrs lim gave money too. but most people stared into the sky, continued eating their ice cream, shoved their hands into my face, said " i donated already" but have no proof of it, rumaged in their pockets only to run away, nod their heads and say thank you(?), point at their stickers as if to ward us off.... the list goes on. for full details i will tell you on tuesday. at least my bag was heavy. even the lady at the collection booth said so! and all i learned from the experience is that if a boy is courting a girl, he would give money, that ang mohs, people who have done flag day before and old mg girls are generally more generous than all the stingy singaporeans who give 1,5,10,20 cents, that rapberry tea frappucinos taste great even though they are a bit secular to the coffee connoisseur. i am not complaining and i am not racist but you must see where i am coming from. and i finished 3 sheets of stickers and one lone sticker from tracy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;on a different note, go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxmJEIYlz4k&amp;search=jesus%20of%20suburbia%20cover"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxmJEIYlz4k&amp;amp;search=jesus%20of%20suburbia%20cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; for some laughs as you watch my friend and his band sing their wretched little hearts out in a pathetic attempt at a recreation of green day's "Jesus of Suburbia". HILARIOUS! guess which one is my friend. go ahead; you know you want to. and no, he is not in any relation to me. i can see it in your spicy brains over there. you and you and you! i can tell okay! and it is not wise to say that i like someone else! tee hee!!! no point asking me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A full-grown bear can run as fast as a horse. yay random and rain contains vitamin B12. who says rain is bad for you. speaking of rain, as in the singer, he dances weirdly!! tee hee. and my lips are regenerating themselves!! and is jet li's name jet? so peculiar!( was watching huo yuan jia by jay chou) and you inhale about 700,000 of your own skin flakes each day. YUM. monica would be pleased to know that when she is eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;whatever i have just posted is either to be taken to heart or taken with a pinch or a spoon full of salt. the choice is yours. use your intuition or your armpit hair will drop!! (inside joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i have a medley of songs in my head that describe a bunch of people i know (if i were you, disappear and the kogepan video theme song) i love the first two songs!! and jellyfish are 95% water! wow! if you are thirsty can you drink one? Crocodile babies don't have sex chromosomes; the temperature at which the egg develops determines gender!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;KEROPPI " i don't wonder why no one reads this blog" koh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114873557166656615?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114873557166656615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114873557166656615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114873557166656615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114873557166656615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-never.html' title='i never!'/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114809969597375483</id><published>2006-05-20T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T12:34:55.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yikes&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;powder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;chewing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;gum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;ground&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;marble&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;marshmallow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;chicks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;called&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;'peeps'&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;made&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wax&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! screwed up the colour coordination!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114809969597375483?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114809969597375483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114809969597375483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114809969597375483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114809969597375483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/yikes-powder-on-chewing-gum-is.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114809766981038521</id><published>2006-05-20T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T12:31:32.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY!!! i am ready!! gary, i am sure that i am going to pass my driving test this time!!! i am readdddyyyyy!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;new post!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, i think that the thing that took place a couple of [insert time clause] was a load of bull. it was highly unproductive and surely, there has got to be a better avenue than this. i mean, all we learned was that mgs girls were "bitches and sluts". at least, that was what i could remember. yay happy meal. my sister is going to buy me one!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;will choose not to talk about obs, since everyone is going to but if you want me to regale several tales from obs that were passed to me from friend of a friend of a friend, come and talk to me. o_0" YAY! emoticons! i am ready!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on youtube, there is this video by the user name smosh, aka anthony pacadilla. go watch his pokemon video! it is hilarious!!!! yay!&lt;/span&gt; and the spongebob brokeback mountain video!! i kind of suspected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;today, i got punk'd. haha. reminds me of a friend......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i want to go to taiwan and i already have new glasses but you will only see it on flag day because i want to wear the old ones to obs in case they break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It takes up to four hours to hard boil an ostrich egg. yum. eggs. quite unlike milk, which is essentially and emulsification (a suspension of water in fat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;waste space and kilobytes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;553584 (huh? why is the eight floating? why why why) sitting in a bar getting plastered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114809766981038521?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114809766981038521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114809766981038521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114809766981038521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114809766981038521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-i-am-ready-gary-i-am-sure-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114793934096121118</id><published>2006-05-18T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:02:20.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If Tooms could "squeeze" through ventilation ducts, it means that he could also have slipped easily from the handcuffs. hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;tracceee&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/21619094-114793934096121118?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114793934096121118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114793934096121118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114793934096121118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114793934096121118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-tooms-could-squeeze-through.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114770510334218675</id><published>2006-05-15T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:58:23.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! serene chose not to plagiarize!!! my not so unique sign-off/ signature thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will choose not to slander anyone or their classes today; lest i be sued. instead shall choose to be as random as hey look! a butterfly! yuck! where was i? anywaay, i smell cocoa butter. yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, we must mobilise all christians in the prayer for pristine weather conditions tomorrow. i do not see the point in making us run; i do not see any other school having to partake in this time consuming and arduous task of dragging one's feet up a hilly 3.7 km track. it is in fact inhumane. we could sue the school for "Torture and Other Cruel, Inhuman, or Degrading Treatment or Punishment"!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do you know that the government does not allow human rights monitors to visit prisons? i wonder why. Approximately one-third of the population can't snap their fingers!!!!! why! so! many! exclamt!on marks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored.                                                                                                                        huh! i just completed geog and ss study thingies so never mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114770510334218675?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114770510334218675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114770510334218675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114770510334218675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114770510334218675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-serene-chose-not-to-plagiarize-my.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114754380255831376</id><published>2006-05-14T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:43:13.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;hahah hey there ppl! first time updating the class blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;good lucks for the killer week! no worries cos holiday's coming! in 2 weeks time! 1 more week of skool! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)"&gt;how did Patrick (off of Spongebob) get a contract?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;ans: he makes a good star!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;[wat a lousy lame joke i got from somewhere. haha anyways =D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;okay i shall not copy kjel since it's so erm "so many ppl use it before" style. hahaha! whatever! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114754380255831376?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114754380255831376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114754380255831376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114754380255831376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114754380255831376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahah-hey-there-ppl-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114749386534277198</id><published>2006-05-13T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T13:10:23.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk about rantings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;whee!! new post! i am ready! i am ready!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tell you a joke? Traffic was backed up for miles, the police were going car to car. When they got to my car I asked the officer what was going on.He said "It's George Bush!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;He is threatening to set himself on fire! We are going car to car collecting donations.""Donations!" I said, "How much you got so far?"He said "about ten gallons." now, if you do not understand it, ask me tonight and i will tell you and slowly dissect it till your puny(and spicy) little brain can absorb it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;pi divided by 2 = 2/1 *2/3* 4/3*4/5*6/5*6/7*8/7*8/9*10/9... see the pattern? if not, you need help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all of you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[plural noun of choice], &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;must go and buy the black violin CD. and no, i am not sanctioning and condoning classical music. in actual fact, i can't type well and they are actually a hip hop group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i can't stop thinking about x-files. maybe it will be a new obsession! yay! anyway, in my house every room has one of those vent/duct things. creepy if someone were to crawl out of it. and when i say every room, i mean &lt;strong&gt;EVERY&lt;/strong&gt; room, including one that is right above my shower area!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and i read all the synopsis of the x-files- quite interesting. several years into the series, tooms makes one last appearance! so many exclamation marks. if i am not careful, i might turn into janice and start using @#$ etc. in replacement of the exclamation marks! ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyone know the story of pagliacci? This is the story of a clown who must make audiences laugh while he weeps behind a painted smile over his wife's betrayal until he is driven to madness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it is quite creepy. the clown kills his wife in the end!! now you know why i hate clowns! they scare me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;believe it or not kjelti-isn't at home- please leave a message at the beep. i must be out or i'll pick up the phone, where could i be! believe it or not- i'm not home! (i'll sing it for you if you want to but go to youtube and search 'seinfeld' to hear the original. it is much better. choose the clip with a guy sitting there and holding a bowl of popcorn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;brokeback mountain is highly fascinating- there are tons of spinoffs, including spongebob and patrick, the two guys from AI, wallace and gromit, to name a few!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i can smell your spicy brains and i want to go to kinokuniya! and to borders too. to read and immerse myself in cheap and mass produced literature! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;irropek and, it is estimated that at any one point of time, 0.7% of the world's population is drunk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114749386534277198?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114749386534277198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114749386534277198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114749386534277198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114749386534277198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/talk-about-rantings.html' title='talk about rantings...'/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114748931829026307</id><published>2006-05-13T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T11:01:58.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;h1&gt; hey 3i! Please note that you have to meet monica at the esplanade at 7pm sharp! [so you can take attendance.. duh] &lt;/h1&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;heyy! lalala oh i know what goes up the hill with 3 legs but comes down with 4. an old man with a stick goes up and he injured himself so he came down with crutches! ahaha. ok not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;haha. i'm bored. whee! i found some random avatars! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/Kinaisan/thpenguin.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b28/olakookookaka/ddoryicon.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b28/olakookookaka/ron.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a51/Yankeegirl85/1b4a1121.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trace-see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114748931829026307?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114748931829026307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114748931829026307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114748931829026307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114748931829026307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-stuff.html' title='random stuff'/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114739781573795656</id><published>2006-05-12T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T09:36:55.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;flushbunkled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obs in two weeks; which is aproximately 1209600 seconds. depending on what time you read this.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i loved the x-files from yesterday- unfortunately it was SO predictable. obviously if they focused on the vent near the floor, tooms would come out of it eventually. ms tan said that she may show us the sequel to the show. YAY! i wonder if anyone got nightmares. my friend from another class said that she was still freaked out by tooms' eyes. i wonder if he escaped from the little food hole. when the guy that serves the food next comes, he should grab him and eat his liver! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i can still smell your spicy brains!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you have got to love the x-files theme song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sing with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;remember the truth is out there !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ipporek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114739781573795656?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114739781573795656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114739781573795656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114739781573795656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114739781573795656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/flushbunkled-obs-in-two-weeks-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114734735646758955</id><published>2006-05-11T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T19:35:56.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;yay its good that people are updating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;enjoy the long weekend!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114734735646758955?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114734735646758955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114734735646758955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114734735646758955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114734735646758955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-guys-yay-its-good-that-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114725517291778862</id><published>2006-05-10T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:59:32.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't cha wish your salad was raw like me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;yay! stone around; lest i be feeling the animosity of enduring three periods of math in the same day!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway, did you know that a peice of luggage is lost every90 seconds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and that a tupperware party is held every 2.5 seconds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ooo. 'welcome to my tupperware party and WHOOPS! some one just lost their [ exquisite;exorbitantly priced; samsonite; durable; sturdy; oblong; lavish; meretricious] piece of luggage! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;don't mind the randomness, i am absolutely bored out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;concert on saturday- i wonder if last year any one (deliberately or otherwise) forgot to bring their tickets. maybe they did. then what happened to them? did they get quartered?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;there were 3 men who just went to heaven and one angel said "don't step on a duck because God loves his ducks."on the 1st day the 1st man stepped on a duck and an angel came down and tied a fat ugly woman to him. the next day the 2nd guy was walking and stepped on a duck .well guess what he got tied to an ugly grumpy fat woman. well the 3rd guy was walking the next day and did not step on a duck.he got tied to the most beautiful girl.he said "i wonder how i got stuck with such a beautiful  girl." she said "i don't know about you but i stepped on a duck!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yay! YAY! i smell french fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i can smell all of your spicy brains! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ipporek(don't mind her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114725517291778862?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114725517291778862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114725517291778862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114725517291778862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114725517291778862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/dont-cha-wish-your-salad-was-raw-like.html' title='don&apos;t cha wish your salad was raw like me?'/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114708261695163941</id><published>2006-05-08T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T18:03:36.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very bored. tell you another joke?</title><content type='html'>A blonde and a lawyer are seated next to each other on a flight from Los Angeles to New York. The lawyer asks if she would like to play a fun game. The blonde, tired, just wants to take a nap, so she politely declines and rolls over to the window to catch a few winks. The lawyer persists and explains that the game is easy and a lot of fun. He says, "I ask you a question, and if you don't know the answer, you pay me five dollars, and vice versa." Again, she declines and tries to get some sleep. The lawyer, now agitated, says, "Okay, if you don't know the answer, you pay me $5, and if I don't know the answer, I will pay you $500." This catches the blonde's attention and, figuring there will be no end to this torment, agrees to the game. The lawyer asks the first question: "What's the distance from the earth to the moon?" The blonde doesn't say a word, reaches into her purse, pulls out a $5.00 bill, and hands it to the lawyer. "Okay," says the lawyer, "your turn." She asks, "What goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four legs?" The lawyer, puzzled, takes out his laptop computer and searches all his references ... no answer. He taps into the air phone with his modem and searches the Internet and the Library of Congress ... no answer. Frustrated, he sends e-mails to all his friends and coworkers but to no avail. After an hour, he wakes the blonde and hands her $500. The blonde thanks him and turns back to get some more sleep. The lawyer, who is more than a little miffed, stirs the blonde and asks, "Well, what's the answer?" Without a word, the blonde reaches into her purse, hands the lawyer $5, and goes back to sleep. And you thought blondes were dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114708261695163941?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114708261695163941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114708261695163941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114708261695163941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114708261695163941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/very-bored-tell-you-another-joke.html' title='very bored. tell you another joke?'/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114708242660830926</id><published>2006-05-08T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T18:01:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>want to hear a joke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HA! today, too sum it up in a few words, it was the worst of times, it was the best of times. to start of, we wasted a &lt;strong&gt;lot&lt;/strong&gt; of time at chapel, so we missed pe(pe=mgh). but, someone got mad and forced us to run; **********( number of stars do not matter). at least mrs. kwan(?) let me play badminton. YAY! for the rest of the school day, to sum it up in one word or less, pfffft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;physics tomorrow, hope she remembers to come. if not i study for nothing, michelle got stressed for nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you a joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 11 people hanging onto a rope that came down from a plane. Ten were blonde, and one was a brunette. They all decided that one person should get off because if they didn't, the rope would break and everyone would die. No one could decide who should go, so finally the brunette said, "I'll get off." After a really touching speech from the brunette about how she would get off, all of the blondes started clapping. Problem solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha! i have heard this one before. no offense to any blondes; it is just your luck to be blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ipporek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114708242660830926?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114708242660830926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114708242660830926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114708242660830926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114708242660830926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/want-to-hear-joke.html' title='want to hear a joke?'/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114656024884209525</id><published>2006-05-03T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T16:57:28.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!! ms tan's coming back tomorrow! ms tan's coming back tomorrow! ms tan's coming back tomorrow! ms tan's coming back tomorrow! ms tan's coming back tomorrow! ms tan's coming back tomorrow! ms tan's coming back tomorrow! ms tan's coming back tomorrow! ms tan's coming back tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. im a little high. (: even though she came back today, she didnt teach us. or even step into the class. so, its not considered that she came back today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. anyone want school shoes? i feel really stupid but, i bought a pair of size 5 shoes, got home, and only realised that they dont fit me when i wear socks. and i threw the reciept away. so stupid rite, anyway, the brand is Diadora. if y'all actually care about the brand, i bought it cos its super light. and well, same price as Bata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114656024884209525?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114656024884209525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114656024884209525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-ms-tans-coming-back-tomorrow-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114627554882743995</id><published>2006-04-30T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T09:52:28.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;3 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;24 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that the countdown was wrong again. cos 1st may is labour day. sigh. anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MG WON DEBATE FINALS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;really exciting moment. really. the LT burst into screams at the word 'Methodist' cos duh. AC(I) where got the word 'Methodist'. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ms ng's last day was yesterday. we tried being nice to her. well, i think half the class tried. she gave us chocolate and we gave her a present. but i have no idea what we gave her. haha. really. anyways, got tests next week. lit and chem. zhi wai said something about a chinese test next week. really?! i had no idea. can someone confirm it? cos i might just get a heart attack when lao shi starts giving out the papers on that day. haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114627554882743995?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114627554882743995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114627554882743995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/3-more-days-and-24-more-daysrachel.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114595315557484309</id><published>2006-04-26T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T16:19:15.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 more days!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;27 more days!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i have to say something about this class of ours. i don't think we should have any backstabbers. it's really sad to hear people backstab people. even though that person may think that it's a good gossip topic. but yah. if you really hate that person for one reason or another, can you just keep it inside, cos no one will treat you as a mute if you don't talk. seriously. there's a reason why our blog title is 'we are one family' and families don't have backstabbing going on. and by the way, im not trying to point fingers or anything. as in generally, we got some pretty bad backstabbing going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. on a much happier tone, gosh. sonia was so funny during recess today. she was like trying to talk to uncle hock seng in hokkien. but obviously, her hokkien sucks larh. not that im saying that mine is good or anything. but yah. haha. she was talking about some 'mei nan zi' and if u don't know what im saying, it means 'pretty boy'. haha. den all she said was 'mai' and 'bo' haha. so funny larh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, its the end of the term people! well, almost. even though its only tuesday, get ready for a brand new timetable! haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114595315557484309?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114595315557484309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114595315557484309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/6-more-days-and-27-more-days-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114596468662790898</id><published>2006-04-25T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:31:59.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey people(:&lt;br /&gt;yeah i agree with rachel,and you might think she's finger pointing, but she really isnt.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and she's really nice!i just realised how nice she is today.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry im slow rachel!)&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate changes.i dont wanna change the timetable!&lt;br /&gt;i love wednesdays!esp when ss periods are like free periods:P&lt;br /&gt;okay.nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;i hope our class shirt comes soon!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genia out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114587965522009101</id><published>2006-04-25T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T19:54:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;28 more days!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry genia, but i just had to say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can we don't have any backstabbers in our class, you know it's really sad to hear people backstab people. and hello. especially when u announced to the whole world that hey, im backstabbing her. seriously, if u really hate that person for some reason, can you just like, keep it inside? no one will er, ignore you if u dont backstab people you know. the main idea of a class is so that we can all study and live in harmony and peace. can we keep that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yah. this is a general thing. im not pointing this to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114587965522009101?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114587965522009101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114587965522009101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/7-more-days-and-28-more-daysrachel.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114586404184328795</id><published>2006-04-24T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T15:34:01.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am!&lt;br /&gt;sorta,i posted twice the other time:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;there's nothing much to talk about&lt;br /&gt;school's always the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;one day is not much different from the next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh welll:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;--genia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114561197854943389</id><published>2006-04-22T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T17:32:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;11 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;32 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened at the canteen today was super funny! if you werent there, that would be so sad... haha.&lt;br /&gt;got lots of homework this weekend. do your homework people. and i guess we got a new chinese teacher. haha. yan lao shi. :P go find out who that is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel. again.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. can some one else help in keeping the blog alive?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114561197854943389?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114561197854943389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114561197854943389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/11-more-days-and-32-more-days-what.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114553017214789565</id><published>2006-04-21T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T18:49:32.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;11 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;32 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today was alright i guess. other than boring lessons and er, terrible seating positions, i guess it was alright... the only good thing was that mrs lim let us off early(: that was the best. the rest was just terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---&gt;rachel. and counting down for you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114553017214789565?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114553017214789565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114553017214789565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/11-more-days-and-32-more-days-today.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114553598404025231</id><published>2006-04-20T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:26:24.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hey people!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;this week has been pretty good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;no tests except the chinese one we had,which isnt really counted cause you dont really have to study for it.so yay us!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and no hw for ages!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;no math at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;does anyone get the graph?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i bet only tracy does!smarty pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i dont get graph:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;--genia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114553598404025231?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114553598404025231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114553598404025231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114553598404025231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114553598404025231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-people-this-week-has-been-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114542326300063217</id><published>2006-04-20T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T13:07:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;12 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;33 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yay! today is already Wednesday. which means that there is only 2 more days to the weekend! yay! thank God for that(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hope we get back our chem paper today. cos now we are happily doing SS in the com lab. and obviously, i already finished mine(: so i can update the class blog since im not free afterwards and i dont think anyone would bother to update this wonderful blog. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rachel. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114542326300063217?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114542326300063217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114542326300063217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/12-more-days-and-33-more-days-yay_19.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114543191761564325</id><published>2006-04-19T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T15:31:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people!:)&lt;br /&gt;genia and en here.&lt;br /&gt;we rock!(and roll)hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and dah's annoying:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114543191761564325?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114543191761564325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114543191761564325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114543191761564325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114543191761564325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-people-genia-and-en-here.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114526606680713445</id><published>2006-04-18T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T17:27:46.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;14 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;35 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i wanna say that its all thanks to ms kek that the entire class could pass the 2.4km run. i mean, for the fast runners like ernie, she needed no help at all larh. hello. she was super fast!! anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays! for the math test. cos i dun think anyone failed. or failed really badly. (: and for the geog test. can the person who got full marks own up?! hahas. we have a person who got 20/20, 19/20, 18/20, 17/20 i dunno about the rest larh. but i bet no one failed this geog test. (:&lt;br /&gt;for the physics test, i bet no one really did that well, sigh. must study harder for the next test! and must remember to bring all ur stuff for the practical tmr. cos its counted for the CA2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got chinese test. so must remember to bring ur textbook. cos i think its open book. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114526606680713445?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114526606680713445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114526606680713445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/14-more-days-and-35-more-days-other.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114501435004920043</id><published>2006-04-15T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T19:32:30.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;17 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;38 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy Good Friday people! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114501435004920043?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114501435004920043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114501435004920043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/17-more-days-and-38-more-days-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114491989095307614</id><published>2006-04-14T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T17:18:10.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;18 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;39 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114491989095307614?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114491989095307614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114491989095307614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;41 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114475487655205731?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114475487655205731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114475487655205731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/20-more-days-and-41-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114466087867417845</id><published>2006-04-11T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T17:21:18.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;21 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;42 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114466087867417845?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114466087867417845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114466087867417845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/21-more-days-and-42-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114465339783233635</id><published>2006-04-10T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T15:16:37.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM IN!&lt;br /&gt;i got in!&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i presume it was rachel who posted the previous post?can you please state what event you're counting down too?we arent really physics here you know. i guess its obs and cip though.tell me its right,and that im smart.haha!:P okay okay,kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know,its really demoralising to finally finish one round around the track,only to see en and carrot already finishing one and a half rounds!:/&lt;br /&gt;ouch.i dont want to do pft:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;br /&gt;genia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114465339783233635?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114465339783233635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114465339783233635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114465339783233635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114465339783233635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-in-i-got-in-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114449433460897126</id><published>2006-04-09T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T19:05:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;22 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;45 more days!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114449433460897126?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114449433460897126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114449433460897126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/22-more-days-and-45-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114439774603569452</id><published>2006-04-08T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T16:15:46.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is not a good day at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, ms ng scolds us even though we bring the dictionary. hello. we brought the damn dictionary larh. and for those who din bring it, its ur problem mann. hahas. next, chem test. i guess it was okay. but for those who din manage it, its no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the only good thing today was that we finally managed to get a proper and super nice t-shirt design. thank you so much Janice. (: and after we get the stupid design, ms ng loses it and accuses us of stealing it. hello. we want the shirt larh. why on earth will we steal the design? we want the shirt fast larh. damn shit. and next, the CIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who weren't listening, its on the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;15th June&lt;/span&gt;. its a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; i think. and people. you have to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pay 10 bucks&lt;/span&gt;. 7 bucks is for the movie tickets. the 3 bucks is if we cant raise enough cash. i seriously dont think we should sell lemonade. cos the canteen sells it. yah. and we have to persuade ms ng to ask ms kon if we can sell it cos something like we will be stealing business from the canteen vendors. and can people &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sponsor the sauces for the hot dog&lt;/span&gt;? can that nice nice person tag the board and say that you want to sponsor? you'll get ur money back. that is if we can raise enough cash larh. and people, if u dun like what u're doing on that day, tell us. and well, if we dun allow, get someone to trade jobs with you. okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel. yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114439774603569452?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114439774603569452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114439774603569452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-is-not-good-day-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114425197382939828</id><published>2006-04-06T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:46:13.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing much to post about today. just that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FANG!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to You!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to You!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Fang!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to You!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;rachel. again. (X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114425197382939828?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114425197382939828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114425197382939828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/nothing-much-to-post-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114414105810876904</id><published>2006-04-05T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:57:38.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANNOUNCEMENTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good afternoon Ms Lee, Ms Bay, class reps and fellow students. Here are the announcements for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Ong would like to apologise for using Janice's name without her permission. Im sorry Janice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please buy the b0ok below. Its good. The car question and the drawing question and the lorry question and the airplane passenger with the baggage question  came from the blue colour book. and the pivot question and tha hammer question and the centre of gravity question and the biggest turning effect question came from the red colour book. its up to you to buy it larh. but i think its really good. espcially if Mr Lim is setting the paper. yupp. if not den er, i dunno larh. depend on urself to study. the blue colour one is $12.10 and the red one is $11.45 both from popular. i think the mg one dun have. yupp. make up your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, thats all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/1600/photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3611/2188/320/photos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;rachel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114414105810876904?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114414105810876904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114414105810876904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/announcements-good-afternoon-ms-lee-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114390195039581767</id><published>2006-04-02T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:32:30.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah right. rachel's blog. sucks. heck care if she blogs every single day. besides, i think having a class blog is totally stupid. but since we have one, i might as well post for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday in class was a total blast! ms kek got high. so did everyone. here are some quotes from our teachers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your class is like a kindergarten!" --Mrs Tan SC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your class has a serious listening problem. SELECTIVE LISTENING!" --Ms Kek LY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, class was pretty fun. math was fun. chemistry was a little to the boring side. physics was obviously a killer. but hey, i don't really care. i score at so many things. i don't actually have to listen in class. i have pure brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS PEOPLE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you think Janice would be so mean. no larh. of course its me again larh. hahas. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---&gt;rachel. (: i love my ""blog""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114390195039581767?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114390195039581767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114390195039581767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/04/yeah-right.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114364388302663546</id><published>2006-03-30T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T22:53:05.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's tough mann. when there are so many conflicts going on, u just gotta live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's an okay day. at least english din kill us as bad as the last time. i like doing compres now. cos it takes up time. just that ms ng's a little too much with the time. hello, its not our fault that mrs lim is dragging her geog lesson rite. wah lao larh. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all better study for the up-coming geog test which is next tuesday. i seriously need to know the exact topics that are tested larh. everytime i ask her she gives me a different answer. so far, the topics tested are: tropical rainforest, tropical monsoon forest, reading the climograph and i think its the weather graph thing. i think. study hard people. don't slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ss/lit lessons. they're so gossipy and full of crap. hahas. not that im mean larh hah. the first 10min of the lesson was to ourselves. whether u actually try to do the worksheet or not, she wont check. so, what's the point. but i like the fact that she spoon-feeds us a lot. its really good for the exams. cos we know a lot of the important things. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amath. for those who didn't get their target score, work harder!! as long as we practice and listen in class, sure can pass one. (: yupp. and for those super smart asses who don't think they're doing well enough, well, just think about those who well, din do very well and are sulking over it. yah. i noe. im an SI. i happen to care too much about people's feelings. and its not good for me. i feel too much of people's feelings. not good mann. but yeah. think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rachel. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114364388302663546?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114364388302663546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114364388302663546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/03/lifes-tough-mann.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114328092745081574</id><published>2006-03-26T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T18:02:07.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. its saturday again! i bet lots of us cant wait for the next saturday to come. hahas. dont worry. the week has gone past really fast. i bet next week will too. and thank goodness there's no test next week. (: excecpt for the history girls, that is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese has really become a bit more fun as compared to last semester. at least now, lao shi is trying to make the lesson more enjoyable by giving us these weird riddles and listening skills thing. well, i guess now i enjoy it just that bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english sucks. we all know that. except for those who have already done the oral presentation. and sonia, i do not need a pad. cos my mind is not like a pad. it cant absorb that much stuff. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some funny stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A man was proudly showing off his new apartment to friends and they were in the living room when one of his friends asked, "What is the big brass gong and the hammer for?" 'That's the talking clock,' the man replied. "How does it work?" 'Watch,' the man said and proceeded to give the gong an ear-shattering pound with the hammer. Suddenly, someone screamed from the other side of the wall, "Knock it off, you idiot!! It's two o'clock in the morning!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. well, i find it funny. maybe im just weird. heck. this one's from sonia during english last last last week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Your momma's so fat, that she walked past the tv, the whole season of Friends was over!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Your momma's so fat, that when she farted, the astronauts in outer space thought it was a signal!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Your momma's so old, that when she tried to breastfeed, milk powder came out!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thank goodness there was no 'except' for ms kek's homework. (:  i was just wondering, do the teachers know about this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;---rachel. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114328092745081574?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114328092745081574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114328092745081574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/03/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114294215526293594</id><published>2006-03-22T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T20:02:49.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;DON'T YOU JUST LOVE HER NEW HAIRSTYLE?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just kiddin. heehee. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;people!!! study hard for the upcoming a math test okay. we have to do well. at least i think we would want to do well. rite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyways, is it me, or izzit that for the first time since school started in jan, chinese was actually fun for a while? hahas. well, at least for a while lao shi noes how to let us have some fun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hope we all did well in the geog test. yupp. i bet we all studied hard for it. just that mrs lim wants to do the stupid floods and droughts. aiyoh. keep us in suspence.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think this is all i wanna say. i dun think there's anything else rite... hm... yah. nothing else. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;------&gt; rachel. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114294215526293594?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114294215526293594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114294215526293594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/03/dont-you-just-love-her-new-hairstyle.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114196091226643181</id><published>2006-03-11T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:21:52.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people... why cant u update?? anyways, rachel's here to keep this blog alive mann. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. okay. school has been okay. todays the last day of the term! keep awake mann. we should really listen to ms kek and try not to piss ms ng off, cos true larh. when we piss her off, she also pisses us off. so, heck larh. just try to live with it. (: jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to the mg sizzlers. mainly carrot and kail larh. since they're from our class. (: too bad i couldnt be there to watch it. hope the video comes out fine. then we can all watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people. must remember to do ur holiday homework hor.. if not arh. it would be so sad when we come back to sch 2 weeks later and all the teachers start nagging and nagging and nagging all over again. hahas. okay. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114196091226643181?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114196091226643181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114196091226643181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/03/people.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114121405117856206</id><published>2006-03-02T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T19:54:11.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ms ng: ya ting, dun let me see ur thighs...&lt;br /&gt;se: but ms ng... her thighs turn me on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;good one se. i like it. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we are gonna get the grades we deserve mann. we are gonna get it. cos zhi wai is gonna petition and we are gonna do it. and we are gonna force all the 1*beep*2 teachers to give us that grade that we rightfully deserve! for the history girls, i bet u dun noe what we're talking about. too bad. who ask u dun take lit. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and to stefanie for the good brains for thinking of 'u suck big time' and to janice for her nice drawings. and thanks for screaming it in her face. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;--rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114121405117856206?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114121405117856206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114121405117856206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/03/ms-ng-ya-ting-dun-let-me-see-ur-thighs.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114112697703558770</id><published>2006-03-01T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:44:02.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PHYSICS WAS SO BORING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw people falling asleep okay. hahas. ernie, makie. i almost did, but i didnt. :)&lt;br /&gt;we're all gonna fail ting xie. cos i dun think anyone studied lorh. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YA TING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YA TING!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[and repeat it like 3 times thanks to se, sonia and ms kek. :D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114112697703558770?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114112697703558770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114112697703558770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/02/physics-was-so-boring-i-saw-people.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114077965583086074</id><published>2006-02-24T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:14:15.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>great job 3i.:D&lt;br /&gt;we rocked the stage!&lt;br /&gt;(and rachel's ugly mg socks)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;to rachel-great slide job&lt;br /&gt;to the farmers-great farming&lt;br /&gt;to the suns-you "brightened" the whole stage:D&lt;br /&gt;to the fans of hou yi-you got laughs!so great job&lt;br /&gt;to hou yi,the saviour of the show-great job.you're so natural!haha&lt;br /&gt;to chang e-you fit the role well:D&lt;br /&gt;to the empress-you're so pretty!hahaha:P k im kidding&lt;br /&gt;to amanda mak-you were a great narrator:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-114077965583086074?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/114077965583086074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=114077965583086074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114077965583086074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114077965583086074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-job-3i.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-114068820119496092</id><published>2006-02-23T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T17:50:01.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i screwed physics test.:(&lt;br /&gt;she's getting so super annoying.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it!&lt;br /&gt;a piece of advice: just switch off totally during _____!&lt;br /&gt;do your own work.&lt;br /&gt;the more you let her piss you off,the more pissed off you get.&lt;br /&gt;well duh right.&lt;br /&gt;haha but yeah&lt;br /&gt;its probably no use trying to rebuke.&lt;br /&gt;she'll just get annoyed and complain to our poor form teacher.&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;and remember mrs choo's advice:dont mention &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;name on the blog!&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;br /&gt;:) genia&lt;div 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114056830304833605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/114056830304833605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/02/our-blogs-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21619094.post-113880655769106965</id><published>2006-02-01T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:09:17.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh so are we really having that class shirt? DIE did anyone do ss? im so dead haha. didnt bring my books back but never mind. sorry quite random. just felt like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingxin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21619094-113880655769106965?l=3-incredibles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/feeds/113880655769106965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21619094&amp;postID=113880655769106965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/113880655769106965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21619094/posts/default/113880655769106965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-incredibles.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-so-are-we-really-having-that-class.html' title=''/><author><name>3-incredibles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02063747542308529119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
