<?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-16601566</id><updated>2011-08-11T00:25:27.165-07:00</updated><category term='sian'/><category term='ranting'/><category term='nerdy'/><category term='bored'/><category term='cat macros'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs2DPRX1WI/AAAAAAAAAkA/wodjZ4Nvsl4/s1600-h/Mochistory-6.jpg'/><category term='long-winded'/><category term='video games'/><category term='kitty macros'/><category term='geeky'/><title type='text'>World of Bao</title><subtitle type='html'>Land of happiness, with strawberries and rainbows</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-6685438596238562871</id><published>2010-04-27T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T09:45:42.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am tired. It's been a long long semester, and that summer break is just what I need for my sanity. I've got a couple papers left to do and some more practising for my finals. Gonna be busy these final 2 weeks but I think it's manageable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see...have I been productive so far....In the space of 4 months I have:&lt;br /&gt;-done music and fx for 2 student animations&lt;br /&gt;-gotten into the music synth major&lt;br /&gt;-made a gang of new friends that I hang out with on a regular basis&lt;br /&gt;-learned how to cook a few things. Although it's just rice and chicken dishes at least that's something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All seem to be school related. Thinking a lot about the future now. Haiz. Realising no matter how much you believe and want that dream the more obstacles seem to pop up. Really hope  I can make this work. That's what everyone expects of me right.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to find a job when I get home. Not sure if it's gonna be  long or short term, but I'd like to get some of my own money. So much I want to do but there's never enough time. Where did all my time go to? Feels like it's all squeezing in forcing me to make so many decisions so fast. Maybe the world really is rushing towards its ending. Or maybe this is  just part of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry cream muffin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6685438596238562871?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6685438596238562871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6685438596238562871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6685438596238562871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6685438596238562871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-5854085696764382480</id><published>2010-01-11T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T03:02:44.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It might be a bit late for this, since we're already well into the new year. Lots of stuff has happened and  I find somehow I've entered the 2010 along the way. But it's never too late to make new year resolutions. 2009 was a year of exponential growth, at times it seemed like too much to take in. But I guess everyone has to jump out of their comfort zone at some point, and since I can't really stuff myself back in there I should definitely start this year on a fresh slate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kat's resolutions for 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Increase creativity/productivity. Make lots of nice music. Don't be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be more optimistic. Don't give up on things too easily, and most importantly DON'T PANIC&lt;br /&gt;3. Emoness regulation. Don't emo over every little thing, actually take action to do something about it. But accept that sometimes I can't fix everything.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be a nicer person to everyone. I can afford to be a better daughter, better friend, better girlfriend, and definitely a better musician.&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't be so introverted. I need more friends. And contacts.&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat more to get bigger boobs&lt;br /&gt;7. Have fun and live life to it's fullest potential this year!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-5854085696764382480?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5854085696764382480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5854085696764382480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5854085696764382480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5854085696764382480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-might-be-bit-late-for-this-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3623106962178216509</id><published>2009-12-09T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:46:58.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got screwed over by the project bands. Have to find my own musicians now. Lucky I just need one horn and a guitar, since the rest sounds fine in midi and I have a drum track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off though. Not just that, more like a combination of factors ranging from trivial to serious and it's making my head hurt. Not having enough sleep might be contributing to things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One nice thing happened though: my private instructor gave me a Christmas present. Dunno what it is but it's small and wrapped in cute red and green paper. I haven't gotten any presents yet, don't really want specific things but it's nice to get things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th of Dec woohoo....tomorrow will be the 10th.....well it's the 10th in Singapore so yay......living in the past is cool......Feel like watching Cirque du Soleil for some reason. I like Alegria the most, it has the best theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for class again. I need more sleep tonight. Was falling asleep in comping class right in front of the teacher but he didn't seem to care. Tomorrow is my Reading final. Should be ok la, just picked some classical piece. Really need to get CW done by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting closer and closer to the day I go home. Counting the hours and the days and the weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3623106962178216509?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3623106962178216509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3623106962178216509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3623106962178216509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3623106962178216509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/12/got-screwed-over-by-project-bands.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-398366474313114508</id><published>2009-12-08T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:29:17.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading 10 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble 11 Dec&lt;br /&gt;FS 15 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Comping 16 Dec&lt;br /&gt;PI 16 Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Assignments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Arranging (finished composing, recording tomorrow) 14 Dec&lt;br /&gt;College Writing 16 Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite happy with my arranging song. Lots of different comments: akira jimbo esque, Africa, flying sensation, game music, brainwashing (wth!!!). Getting it recorded tomorrow. Hope it comes out nice....they don't have any pop ensembles so had to get a horn group to do it. Should be a un/pleasant change from the usual stuff.....I'm kind of sick of jazz....hence composing this kind of stuff....hee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe there are less than 2 weeks left till I'm home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-398366474313114508?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/398366474313114508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=398366474313114508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/398366474313114508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/398366474313114508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/12/progress-report.html' title='Progress report'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2539257217401960444</id><published>2009-11-29T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:18:05.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enjoying the last few hours of thanksgiving holiday before the stress starts. I finally got an idea for arranging, although I have no idea what genre it is. See la try to be clever and progressive and in the end no one knows what the heck you're doing &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day of November, then it's everyone's festive month. Time's going fast again, and I'll be home in 3 weeks.....if I can manage to finish all this work that I started just today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2539257217401960444?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2539257217401960444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2539257217401960444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2539257217401960444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2539257217401960444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/11/enjoying-last-few-hours-of-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-6834670020680318176</id><published>2009-11-23T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T04:56:35.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday was fun. Went to church with Amos and friends in Cambridge so it was quite a long train rain. Fun making new friends and checking the church out. It's a nice place, and I'm not just saying that because of the free food. I really got this feeling of peace that's been absent in recent weeks. It's good to remember that in the midst of our personal trials and tribulations, the Big Guy is always looking out for you. I really should do more quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I finally had some really nice hor fun. Nicest since leaving Singapore. I can't wait to get home and just eat eat eat. Especially looking forward to that mountain of sushi=9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long monday yesterday. Have 1.5 liberal arts papers to write and a song to compose before thanksgiving ends. That's a lot lighter than lots of my other classmates, but it's not stopping me being lazy. Dunno, all the inspiration I get seems to fuel my personal projects instead of my homework. Thinking maybe a pop/indie song cos I'm getting kinda sick of jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day then Thanksgiving holiday...whee.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6834670020680318176?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6834670020680318176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6834670020680318176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6834670020680318176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6834670020680318176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4614150718668352362</id><published>2009-11-14T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:21:42.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life sucks. Wonder how the heck I'm still goin on. I'm just composing lots of metal. Angry angry metal. Thank God there's music....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the heck I'm on, but if I can keep this up for 4 years I'll actually be able to make some money =O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4614150718668352362?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4614150718668352362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4614150718668352362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4614150718668352362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4614150718668352362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-life-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-6131103104595452150</id><published>2009-11-11T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:59:53.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kat is not pleased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/16601566-6131103104595452150?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6131103104595452150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6131103104595452150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6131103104595452150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6131103104595452150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk-kat-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-8463859687089309745</id><published>2009-11-10T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:34:17.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I think I'm getting too emo. Looking down at the recent entries it's all gloomy and doomy emoness. Cheer up emo Kat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a holiday so I'm having fun now. Hmm or maybe as much fun I can have with no one online cos it's 1pm in Singapore. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8463859687089309745?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8463859687089309745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8463859687089309745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8463859687089309745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8463859687089309745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-i-think-im-getting-too-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-1070407656024517505</id><published>2009-11-09T04:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:37:35.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo ramblings</title><content type='html'>Haiz. I've been feeling philosophical the past few weeks. What is the meaning of fairness? How can it just be defined by an individual point of view? If you get something that doesnt sit right  how can you just tilt and squint until it "becomes fair"? I guess I'm idealistic so I want to believe that there's an absolute standard of right and wrong. Is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that matter, what is "good" and "bad"? It has to be more than doing what feels the best for you. I could go out and murder the person I can't stand or I could stand on the street selling my organs. These are super &lt;s&gt;ridiculous&lt;/s&gt;extreme examples of course. Is goodness about making yourself or others happy? Self-gratification or self-sacrifice? Personal integrity or denial of self? Or is it none of these and just about your devotion to a moral code?  Is that the reason we set down so many rules defining the boundaries? Why we turn our world into a black-white morality, because it's safer to completely stay on one side of the fence? Then we don't have to carry the weight of our sins. Sure it's safer to stick to the book, but I wonder if we really live at all like that. I just wonder if there's something more. What would you do if it were a choice between your ideals and your sense of self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean we're all only human. It's inevitable we'll suck or rock at some point. Is our journey here supposed to be about how we mix our black and white? No one can run away from one side, though I think most of us hope to come out with a lighter shade of grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Just something stuff that's been making me think. Trying understand why we draw so many lines, and whether we're making divisions that don't exist. I wonder if I even know myself. I'm 20 years old but I still feel like a teenager D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1070407656024517505?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1070407656024517505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1070407656024517505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1070407656024517505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1070407656024517505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/11/emo-ramblings.html' title='Emo ramblings'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-6830482767493846014</id><published>2009-11-02T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:14:13.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 3 months=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6830482767493846014?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6830482767493846014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6830482767493846014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6830482767493846014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6830482767493846014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-3-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3162782906793601135</id><published>2009-10-30T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:27:40.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 more midterms to go.....and a paper to write...&lt;br /&gt;Managed to top college writing class for a essay about mortality.....I def wouldn't have gotten an A if I wrote that crap in singapore. Hehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composed more stuff....yay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3162782906793601135?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3162782906793601135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3162782906793601135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3162782906793601135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3162782906793601135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-more-midterms-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4949092987120679220</id><published>2009-10-26T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T07:52:47.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the start of midterms week...yay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really studied much, just doing some last minute reading. Got perc test in about an hour. Hope I can get through that cos I'm the slowest in class (see la try and be clever and end up you're the only one who doesn't play the instrument...diao...). Then tomorrow there's a test for my Film Scorin class. They aren't teaching much music stuff, it's all about the film making process. Blahh. Then wednesday......crap it's Harmony. Thursday has Reading, and Friday is ET and possibly a celebratory drinking party. Then saturday gonna (finally) go present shopping. Aaaand monday have to hand in that damn College writing paper. Writing about light and darkness....blah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kind of down the past few days. It's nothing I can't handle, but I hope things get better. It seems to be hell as far as I can see, but there's always a choice, isn't there? There's no such thing as certainty. Destiny keeps on being rewritten.... It's pointless to get worked up over things that might or might not be. And when you add in variables like accidents or miracles it becomes even harder to imagine. I guess...just keep praying...that somehow the pieces fall into place, and it's not a twisted picture at the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things. Those are all I want. Please let my wish come true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4949092987120679220?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4949092987120679220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4949092987120679220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4949092987120679220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4949092987120679220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/10/todays-start-of-midterms-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3708304211636750689</id><published>2009-10-17T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:01:00.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday was kinda productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning went for makeup classes: PI and harmoney. I didn't really practice much.....I need to... Harmony think I'm starting to understand it. Even if we can just dump whatever chords we want to "because it's jazz"-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came back and I've been doing college writing the whole day. In between also did some arranging stuff. And I wrote songs! Yay! Hmm, style seems to be changing a bit. All of them are in completely different genres from each other. Think I've been listening to too much Michael Jackson0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where I should go for food tomorrow.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3708304211636750689?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3708304211636750689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3708304211636750689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3708304211636750689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3708304211636750689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-was-kinda-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-9040710412530731245</id><published>2009-10-17T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T09:19:33.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cold cold cold cold cold!!!!! Aaaaah I need more sweaters. Wintertime sure gonna die. It's only autumn and I'm freezing my butt off &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay it's saturday again! Feel like eating noodles today. Hmmm I wonder what kind to get for dinner.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-9040710412530731245?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/9040710412530731245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=9040710412530731245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/9040710412530731245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/9040710412530731245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/10/cold-cold-cold-cold-cold-aaaaah-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-1406377516001646960</id><published>2009-10-15T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:57:05.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's thursday today. Which means.....yesterday was wednesday! Not a bad day ytd, finally feel like a student. Feeling of accomplishment=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comping: Professor ponned again. Seriously this is getting irritating. He cancels class every other week without telling us. We're paying for your classes damn yooooooooooooou!!!!!! Dunno how we’re gonna do at midterms&gt;=(  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 12pt;"&gt;College writing: Everyone thinks I'm some kind of deep-thinking philosopher but in actual fact I don’t know what the heck I’m talking about. If you just think about anything emoly it sounds profound...haha...Apparently I have a british accent and it confuses lots of people cos I don’t look british…lol… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 12pt;"&gt;Private instruction: Wooo learning more stuff today! He says my soloing is ok (huh?) and I can groove well (huh???), but my harmony sucks (wut!!!). Come to think of it most of the lesson is spent talking rather than playing.....hmm... Need to work on voice leading instead of my anyhow LH jumping skills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; Ear training&lt;br /&gt;Got perfect score for last friday's test! Wheeeeee~ So happy ^__^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 12pt;"&gt;Harmony&lt;br /&gt;Had a pop quiz last week. Didn't slightly better, but feel bad cos people next to me are getting 100s. Need to study more....I don't like harmony much....=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 12pt;"&gt;Ensemble&lt;br /&gt;Playing this song with classmates. I like the song, but there's not much for me to do....-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhGGMnV6hCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhGGMnV6hCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 class today so not much action. Skipped VG club in favour of practice cos I really needs it. I'm thinking of joining a diferent club anyway, this one seems to be just a weekly lecture thing. No one's online so just wasting time facebooking. I should really be writing that Capote essay... If I think about it, my thesis is basically "You'll never accomplish anyone once you're old cos old people are useless" followed by 2 pages of emo whining. And the teacher was impressed by my "deep thinking" when I met her during her office hours 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the cafeteria food is getting nicer. When I first came here it sucked but today's was yummy. Don't think I need dinner now cos I stuffed myself full of it. However I think I may have destroyed the waffle machine =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trees are looking nicer and nicer every day. Can't wait till eeeeeverything is a nice yellow and red so I can take photos=) So diff from singapore, but I'm starting to miss the tropical weather. It's fucking cold!!! And it's not even winter yet so I guess I'm doomed......have to start eating more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo.....5:59 and 45 secs....44...43.....50....55....58....6pm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored. Spamming blogthings quizzes. I hate this feeling of restlessness. Not happy not sad not pissed off grrr mind looks like a blank screen and it's annoying. I think I need a drink. Asked some over-21 singapore friends to get us some Bailey's, so maybe that'll help. I haven't had a drink in months... so sianified...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on try to study there are exams coming in 2 weeks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can survive another 2.5 months...&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1406377516001646960?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1406377516001646960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1406377516001646960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1406377516001646960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1406377516001646960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-thursday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4451700463205036540</id><published>2009-10-11T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:12:23.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Octoberrr</title><content type='html'>Already a month at Berklee. Hmm. Class schedules aren't that busy, it only seems I'm busy cos I keep on slacking.....haiz... Made jamming friends with the singapore guys and a kenyan guy and a taiwan guy. It's fun to jam but I'm more of a standards player than 1-chord bebop funk @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be the slightest teeny tiny leeeeeeetle bit homesick. But I miss the food most. The food suckssss. It's too expensive or too ewww and the rice sucks &gt;_&lt; Tomorrow's a holiday so might go out shopping for Xmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm slowly converting to the side of coffee. Really really like those caramel frappuccinos. Soooo sweet and the coffee taste isn't that strong. Must resist urge to buy one every day....but nooooo......too expensive....but so nice.....=9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a rundown of modules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Writing: I HATE WRITING ESSAYS. But surprisingly I actually score well on them. This from someone who repeatedly failed Lit throughout secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to film scoring: Too much lecture, not enough composing!!! Just taking cos it's a prerequisite=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afro-Caribbean Rhythms &amp;amp;percussion: Fun. But my hands really hurt after &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private instruction: My teacher's a cool guy. He said I need to stop smooshing everything together and work on different techniques...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano labs: They're ok, but only when the lecturers actually show up for class -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmony -&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: *rambling* Dominant 7ths...substitutions...tensions...lydian mode...mixo flat 13...but since this is jazz you can use whatever chords you like=)&lt;br /&gt;Me: *&amp;amp;^%#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ear Training (noooooo! not again!!!!) - Quite fun actually. Lucky the prof likes me so I can get away with skipping some class=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble: Let's just say, if Spicer were black....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy September, and not just in the ways I thought. Came close to several blue screens of death, but thank God I got through it somehow. Yeah even if I may be blundering from one point to the next, I can't give up. Got to stay positive and keep holding on. Since that's the wish I'm aiming for, I can't let myself get distracted the what ifs and hows. Stop thinking, just focus on doing the best I can as the real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time I need to be more decisive. Yes or now. Now or later. Is never an option? But how long can you maintain the status quo? All that can be done now is just speculation, and though I'm kind of dreading it I sort of want it to be over. Yeah, and then comes the second tier of shit which you totally cannot predict. And most of the shit is justified, so that's gonna be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to level up really fast in a short space of time and God so help me if I'm not ready when it happens &gt;o&lt; We're all just dreamers here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now just let this be enough to last till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4451700463205036540?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4451700463205036540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4451700463205036540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4451700463205036540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4451700463205036540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/10/octoberrr.html' title='Octoberrr'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-5092242523180873637</id><published>2009-07-17T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:15:29.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm still alive...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17 days before I fly to Boston, I'm about 45% packed. Come to think of it, I don't really need to bring much: clothes, toiletries, furnishings, school stuff. Not a lot of things for someone moving overseas......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been spending lots of time with friends. Feels like I'm reliving my lost teenagehood cos I've been coming back after 1am the past month....despite Mummy being pissed off I find it's pretty worth it....I was way too guai before anyway.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I made a lot of plans for what to do after graduation; I only managed to accomplish 1, which was to play at Southbridge at least twice=) I went there 3 times so I am pleased with myself. Yup. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep trying to compose but I have no inspiration/am too lazy!!!! So instead have been working on my piano skillz..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-5092242523180873637?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5092242523180873637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5092242523180873637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5092242523180873637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5092242523180873637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-still-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3612944820719581456</id><published>2009-06-03T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:49:49.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mission brief: Travel to the Eunos province and locate one No 10 Ubi Crescent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAGE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-1: Leave house at 1230hrs&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-2: Take train to Eunos&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-2b: Quiz self on interview questions, but get bored halfway and decide to mentally sing as much of Les Miserables as I can to pass the time&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-3: Reach Eunos&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-4: Locate bus stop at Sims Avenue&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-5: Confirm that bus 63 does indeed have Ubi Tech Park as its 9th stop&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-6: Identify a 63 bus&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-6b: Because it’s only 1305hrs, and I’m on the Waltz of Treachery, decide to wait for the next bus.&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-7: Finally board the bus at 1340hrs&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-8: Sit down but get distracted cos I don’t know Act 2 very well&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-8b: Lose count of bus stops so after 8(?[turns out I was right]) ask the bus driver which stop is the tech park. It is the next one.&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-9: Wander straight down from the bus stop, but after passing Ubi Avenue number 53, conclude something must be wrong. Seek directions from security guard.&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-10: Retrace steps and enter one of those shiny blue buildings across the road.&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-11: Stealthily tail employees through a hidden path in the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-12: Encounter their first line of defense: stray cat.&lt;br /&gt;Step 1-13: Succeed in resisting distraction from cat and enter building through a cargo bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INFILTRATION: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STAGE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2-1: Travel to 6th level of target building&lt;br /&gt;Step 2-2: Locate office no. 13&lt;br /&gt;Step 2-3: No one inside, so take the time to set up perimeter&lt;br /&gt;Step 2-4: Locate washroom&lt;br /&gt;Step 2-5: Go down the corridor to office no 100 to check out what other stuff they have: jewellery, cleaning services, a room with modern art sculptures and one with lots of weighing machines&lt;br /&gt;Step 2-6: Realise that the toilet was actually in an offshoot around office 80&lt;br /&gt;Step 2-7: Return to interview office at 1420hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Step 2-8: Estimated length of corridor – 200m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WASTING TIME: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STAGE 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Step 3-1: Say hi to receptionist lady and watch TV to wait&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-2: Resist urge to start munching from their little bowl sweets&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-3: Fill in personal details and a Facebook-looking quiz on their employment sheet.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-4: Try and make friends with other SP people after the same job…..-_- (she’s from DIT though, so maybe different?)&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-5: Go into interview room and answer questions eg explain what your course(s) does, what are you interested in, what are your future plans.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-6: Show off portfolio (was I the only one who brought their portfolio??)&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-7: Try not to look upset when career plans are criticized. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-8: “Don’t call us, we’ll call you!” …&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-9: Say bye to the DMC interviewee who just arrived&lt;br /&gt;Step 3-10: Exit building &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERVIEW:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; COMPLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah….i felt like some variety. Took me a long walk to find a bus going to the train. I keep forgetting I hate that stupid bag with the korea soccer or olympics or whatever logo in it. Keeps cutting shoulder. And chest was all sweaty from hugging my laptop cos it won’t fit in. I was talking to Kai on the phone, as well. The bus took ages to come, and stopped “opposite” the MRT. More like several busstops away.&lt;br /&gt;Trekked through a carpark to get there, then as was waiting for the road to be clear, a taxi pulled up. I figured “screw this I’m tired” and decided to meet Char at PS. The exchange that followed was rather...yeah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Uncle: What? Sorry, uncle deaf one side.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Plaza Singapura!&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Uncle: Bradell Crescent? Ok!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Plaza Singapura!!&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Uncle: Bradell Cresent?&lt;br /&gt;Me:….. DHOBY GAUT&lt;br /&gt;T.U: Oooh, Dhoby Gaut. That’s at Plaza Singapura, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why, but the taxi uncle started talking about his life. From…oh I saw u standing there so I stopped, in the old days people would be ok but nowadays youngers are so suspicious I mean I’m not forcing you to take a taxi its your own decision to make….to complaining about the dubious university qualifications certain foreigners have…..to meritocracy…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I can get the job, my free time is ending...... on the plus side, I now have a big stack of anime that I can use to fill said free time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3612944820719581456?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3612944820719581456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3612944820719581456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3612944820719581456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3612944820719581456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/06/mission-brief-travel-to-eunos-province.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2029347021312569762</id><published>2009-05-23T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:01:01.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distant Worlds: Final Fantasy concert</title><content type='html'>I saw Nobuo Uematsu at the Distant Worlds concert!!! Awesomeness, right at the start some random guy was shouting stuff and turned out he was cheering for Uematsu-sensei. He was sitting like 10 rows in front of me!!!!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well everyone knows what I think of game music, so there isn't much for me to add. Heard most of the songs on my More Friends CD, and some new ones I liked were Vamo alla Flamenco (FF9), Ronfaure (FF11), Fisherman's Horizon (FF8) and Distant Worlds (FF11).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One-Winged Angel was significantly absent from the programme list, which could only mean one thing......... sure enough, they rolled it out as their 2nd encore piece, the video all ready to go (they knew!!!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they had a QA session with Uematsu Sensei and Arnie Roth (the conductor. I think he was here for Play!! 2 years ago as well) so I made our party migrate closer to the stage. We were only 3m apart!!!!! I wanted to ask a question but the mod-guy didn't pick me=( I should've done something crazy. Oh well, next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we exited the concert hall I was in full fangirl mode and kept bugging Char. And as we reached the door (they were giving out Coke Lights) I turned around and Uematsu-sensei was right behind meeeeee!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, surrounded by his security guards but you get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were too late to join the autograph queue. I was very upset, so we went right up to the barrier in front of the table and started snapping pics like the paparazzi we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I can meet him one day, he seems like a cool guy=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will put photos once I get them from Char. ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2029347021312569762?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2029347021312569762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2029347021312569762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2029347021312569762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2029347021312569762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/05/distant-worlds-final-fantasy-concert.html' title='Distant Worlds: Final Fantasy concert'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2547262997121959133</id><published>2009-05-04T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:08:00.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from the US. It was a rather nice trip, and the jet lag wasn't so bad this time round. Only I slept a lot less there (I could wake up at 6am...though maybe it's cos their 6am is as bright as our 10am) and sleep was really knocked-out sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(1 week later edit:) Ok, the jet lag is bad. I'm alternating between days with 12 hours of sleep and days with no sleep. It feels kind of trippy but irritating cos I can't seem to get anything done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice there, though really cold and dry. Lots of pretty flowers. Spring might be my new favourite season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whee on the plane! I managed to get a window seat for the first time in years! There was lots of nice sky up there....I saw lots of stars, like the kind you see in movies when there aren't lots of clouds....And actually managed to see the sun rising. The sky is the best place to watch it IMO=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day to explore the place. A cold, dry, breezy place but they have lots of pretty flowers. Went to get all the school stuff done there.....they had a tour.....there was lots of walking, and surprisingly became quite hot in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to church there! It's about 3 train stations away, but walking lets you see all the cool churches, parks and stuff. In afternoon it got as hot as Singapore 0.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More exploring...... and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to explore Harvard.....but in the end was too lazy to walk around so ended up eating these really nice burgers. They have funny names: "The Facebook", "The America Idol", "The Obama", etc. Started shopping for presents for people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling jet lagged (still) so hung around in the hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove back up to New York. Shell was there! It was nice and warm compared to Boston. She brought us to the Nintendo shop! Cue geek-mode. They have so many cute pokemon plushies and I wanted to buy them all but they wouldn't fit in my suitcase and anyway I have lots at home and if I'm going to move there I'll have lots more chances to buy them anywayyy!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got some shirts for people and myself. Hehe, Mine has Lumas on them. I like Lumas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe Luma~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flying hoooooome again.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And got home just in time for Singapore to be raised to Orange Alert. So that meant an extra week of house arrest.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2547262997121959133?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2547262997121959133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2547262997121959133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2547262997121959133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2547262997121959133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back-from-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7462909976136110428</id><published>2009-03-11T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:03:46.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I type this I'm sitting in the hotel's internet cafe. I knew I wouldn't last a day without my internet; my gmail, my facebook, my youtube, my fanfics. And cos I'm pretty nervous so what better way to distract myself than a nice relaxing round of Word Challenge (now at 80k).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seem to love giving myself last-minute scares, cos I have (yet again) changed my audition piece. Now I'm playing Aeris' Theme. I realised that Brawl is a minute short of the 3-5 minute thing. Even though I'm not applying for Performance, it might be safer to follow the guidelines. And it's nice and relaxing, and I can stretch and stretch it. The real thing I wanna show is my portfolio. Test audiences have given positive feedback so I'm feeling a bit better. Only scared of the feedback I might get from the speakers.....if there are any.......if I even know how to set it up........&gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I can go home and get back to rotting. Everything is sooooo nice and cheap. Turned into a shopaholic and bought stuff....mostly food, but some clothes as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week had a good performance with the Jazzband people. First time in so long since we had that "chemistry". Even though we didn't practice at all...and chose the songs last minute.....and people were singing in the wrong key cos I forgot we transposed it....and the monitors sucked......it came out great! Fun fun fun! Happy to have such a good fun band=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only thing that can stop me now is if my computer blows up.....(hope not, it cost 3k).....but then I have a CD (but then it's a data CD, cos I have a movie)....so it's lucky I have it on a hard drive as well (I hope someone there has a spare laptop)...so I should be ok....unless no one can spare a laptop. In which case I'm screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving in an hour or so, hope it goes ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7462909976136110428?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7462909976136110428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7462909976136110428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7462909976136110428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7462909976136110428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-i-type-this-im-sitting-in-hotels.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4509966608274373622</id><published>2009-02-17T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:21:18.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my final presentation today. Ok, it didn't really go the way I played it in my head: was nervous so ended up making lots of lame jokes. Buuuut lecturers seemed pretty happy with my stuff. Asked some of them how it was after my group session. They all liked Sunny more than Aurora...yeah I figured, cos it's all live instead of all the MIDI stuff. But Aurora is my Own-Genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I know. And turns out all the stressing out over the mix was solved when I did it at home and just did what I want instead of what I thought they would want...? I was just trying to get rid of all the irritating frequency parts cos lecturers said it sounded irritating after a while.  I just wish I'd stayed behind a bit longer to see if there were any people to tell me how great I am. I think I deserve it, after all the stress I went through the past year!!! Blah, just kidding. I played just as much as I did stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to the 2 REMT lecturers during break. Turns out the last-minute mix I did for Aurora went pretty well (I just got rid of the irritating frequency and made sure my "clever" sounds wouldn’t pierce through everyone’s heads). And the reason I'd done so many mixes in the first place? Cos everyone kept giving different opinions, I was getting more and more worried, soI decided just screw it and do it my way. At home. No special mastering stuff cos I'm clueless. But no regrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said Sunny mix was quite good, and that even my midi bass sounded real! Haha the only real thing about it was the slide in.....yeah......sorry Amir......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I've got nothing big left to do... just some side projects and applications for stuff. I'm sooo happy! I'm free! Free!!!! FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4509966608274373622?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4509966608274373622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4509966608274373622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4509966608274373622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4509966608274373622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-8559748475145122762</id><published>2009-01-18T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:03:12.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel pretty good today. Even my presentation last week didn't go that bad. Though I was stressing out and hadn't even chosen my speech topic until just before my turn. And when I came up I was just "screw it" and just told my story. It was about my 1st pet and how I killed it. Not on purpose, but out of having too much "fun" with it. It's a sad story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I'm not good at giving presentations with a straight face. Same thing goes for acting. I will inevitably start giggling. Which made lines like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat: "After it died, I was heartbroken! =DDDDDDD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....a bit weird and creepy. However the lecturer liked my psycho speech, though more for the content than delivery. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a monday, not a funday, why can't this monday go away.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8559748475145122762?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8559748475145122762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8559748475145122762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8559748475145122762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8559748475145122762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-pretty-good-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-5331286235800324087</id><published>2009-01-13T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:59:41.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At last, Bomberman is out of my life! It was pretty fun to do, though, even if the music is a bit rojak.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to come up with a title for my 1st POD. It's this long instrumental...ambient....rock.....repetitive...thingy..... Been considering the following names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Pad Land&lt;br /&gt;Mixing Hell&lt;br /&gt;How the heck am I going to transcribe all this?&lt;br /&gt;Next Time Don't Try to be so Clever and do something Simpler&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be cool if I added 20 more instruments?! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself a strawberry keychain-plushie. Can't resist whenever I see cute stuffed toys. Collecting them is my hobby, apprently. And now I have a life-sized Kirby plushie to add to my collecting of shrunken heads. I mean Baos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God web design!!!!!! DDD=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-5331286235800324087?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5331286235800324087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5331286235800324087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5331286235800324087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5331286235800324087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/at-last-bomberman-is-out-of-my-life-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4691885389882770378</id><published>2009-01-10T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:11:49.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I believe this is my 1st post of 2009. Happy International New Year! Hope this year is a lot better. Looking back I can sort of see the different patterns that coloured the previous years.....2006 I was still in the blur-secondary school phase. 2007 was the painful depressing time when I was trying to be but failing badly. 2008 was my year of many opportunities. Quite a good year even by my standards. I was looking for myself, and well I guess I found something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm guess I'll post my new year's resolution some other time. Been using comp practically the whole day. Munching on oranges and hugging my new plushies and trying to do work (even tried unplugging the internet) but failing badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate designing websites. Or any kind of interior designing. Designage.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....Have been trying all Christmas to get something done, but nothing!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have the heart to look at my little Photoshop file =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARR4....well I think I may have unintentionally ripped off an O2Jam song. I think it's Just Dance!! if my memory serves me well. I haven't been able to play it in months. I miss O2Jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS. Dammit this is why I hate CS! I hate giving speeches!!!!!! One day, if I am rich and famous I will get an agent to handle all these horrible speeches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SONG4. I find I don't really care. I'll cook something up. I always do. Somehow. Argghh!! I wish I was the one who wrote Our Farewell instead of Within Temptation!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POD...............Boohoo!!!!!!! DDDX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUMI group proj.......even bigger boohoo!!!! Will we even get the finished film this month?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that it's around CNY time, I've noticed the appearance of a colony of small oranges in the fridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for all these assignments to be gone, but I'm going to miss it too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooooohhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye de dye de dye de dye de dye de dye de dye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a 3rd year student&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brain's about to pop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My social life is vanishing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The work doesn't seem to stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And though we've got a month left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't this take any more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just 2 brain cells away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From jumping down from 2044&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, aye de dye de dye de dye de dye de dye de dye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh aye de dye de dye de dye de dyyyyye deeee dyyyee deeeeeee DIIIIIIIEEE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4691885389882770378?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4691885389882770378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4691885389882770378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4691885389882770378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4691885389882770378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-believe-this-is-my-1st-post-of-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-8056161602847563749</id><published>2008-12-25T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T07:51:38.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas time!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a busy week, and not even the productive kind of busy. 2 sleepovers, tons of junk food, Brawl parties, mahjong parties, Battlestar marathons........Guess the only real things I've done were to record some guitar on Monday and SONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....I got lots of stuffed toys this year=) Both of the round huggable kind. Now as Christmas day draws to a close I'm starting to feel the familiar tingles of a stress headache. New year is coming! Zomg! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice to spend this Christmas relaxing at home....with food.....video games.....favourite cousins.....and the internet......can't think of a good entry today cos I'm tired.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of printing out and compiling assignments, I've been trying to figure out the lyrics of Caramelldansen. The weird lyrics I googled can't fit, and nobody seems to know what they're saying, so this is my version:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Oowaoowah oh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours only yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chopped up in a handbag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours only yours &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna stay the best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's no lie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please crying to clowns (?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And live honey high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be glad I'm in a tonsil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh ooh ooh a-owah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh ooh ooh a-owah a-oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh ooh ooh a-owah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh ooh ooh a-owah a-oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOhhSDxR8x0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOhhSDxR8x0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;............. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's now the last day of holiday for 2008. Aaaaahhhhhhhh gonne graduate soon!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8056161602847563749?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8056161602847563749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8056161602847563749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8056161602847563749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8056161602847563749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-time-what-busy-week-and-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-8127950334937412843</id><published>2008-11-17T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:16:04.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mubos-md.com/brawlcards/levelup.php?27385"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mubos-md.com/brawlcards/cards/gnrzjt47.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to level up my card!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....Now, if only I knew how to start those online brawls. The only opponent I have is Ben, and I'm sick of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My POD presentation is this Friday, I'm hoping it goes ok...... Have yet to print out all the documents. I should do it now, while I'm more calm, not Thursday night when I'll be running around over something I've forgotten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feeel soooooo lazyyyyy. Can't bring myself to start any assignments. Keep thinking "relax, it's only due next year" and then suddenly realise "...wait. Isn't that less than 2 months?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Arranging assignments - Urgh..... I'm not sure how much we're supposed to have learned from the previous classes about all the music styles. So far we've only spent 2 lessons per genre, then it's off to something new. It feels a bit rushed =( And for assignment we have to arrange one song....I don't feel confident enough to do any big band or latin stuff....probably gonna end up doing the pop ballad.....I wish I had more timeeeee!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. MUMI - The bomberman assignment looks pretty fun, actually. Got some fun ideas what to do with it. It's the group project I'm a bit wary of. I don't think I'm going to do well for that assignment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I'd have pleeeeeeeenty more time if I'd stop blogging or playing Pet Society on facebook. It's just really fun to play. And all the cute little animals in all their vector glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going through an ok time. Just trying to stay away from stuff who makes me upset or annoyed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got an A for my REMT assignment!! I'm soooo happy. I've wanted to get an A for it since forever cos it looks nicer than a B. Even if it has a + sign. It shows I'm not completely hopeless!!! Wheee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a B+ for my 1st POD work. Which was better than I expected. At the presentation I got sort of shot: lousy score, funny song structure, trying to be too complex....what can I say? I'm the Queen of Convolutedness. If it's not complicated, IT ISN'T NICE!!!!!!! True art must be incomprehensible!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......But I really would like to change that. Cos I think there's a point where it stops being elaborate and just starts getting pretentious. To think people go to all this trouble just to get something that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sounds nice&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all you really need, right? Lalala..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8127950334937412843?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8127950334937412843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8127950334937412843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8127950334937412843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8127950334937412843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/11/click-here-to-level-up-my-card.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-6258645477958498381</id><published>2008-10-23T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:02:59.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Friday again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdayoftheweekareyouquiz/saturday.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this day of the week, you are ruled by Saturn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything, you are down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are practical and wise. You take care of yourself before all others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you tend to be a bit suspicious. You are protective of what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://Plush-Mello.deviantart.com/art/Beyond-Birthday-Cosplay-86312178&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some people see Saturday as a day of leisure, you see it as a day to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always look forward to your productive Saturdays. You wouldn't have them any other way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdayoftheweekareyouquiz/"&gt;What Day of the Week Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Type: INTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are honest and serious about commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex is something you think about and desire a lot of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are pure in your affection and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to be suspicious and distrusting at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: ENTJ and ESTJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperament Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Teal Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/teal-green.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a one of a kind, original person. There's no one even close to being like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressive and creative, you have a knack for making the impossible possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are a bit offbeat, you don't scare people away with your quirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your warm personality nicely counteracts and strange habits you may have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 63% Independent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanindependentwomanquiz/independent-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've cultivated your own independent interests and personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're open minded enough to also embrace anything trendy that strikes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyouanindependentwomanquiz/"&gt;Are You an Independent Woman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging around at home now..... well I've managed to get through another week without going nuts....... Damn I need a Finale. The ones at school don't work!!! And the one I have sucks and always closes when I do more than 2 pages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I should stop making myself so stressed and just enjoy the rest of the year....cos I'll be sad about graduating......I like this school......next year when I graduate I'll make a long list of all the stuff I did over the 3 years. Whatever people have said, I don't regret coming to SP. Don't think I'd be this same person if I went anywhere else or made the same friends or did the same stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem is what I'm going to do after this...but I'll worry more about that when the time comes....I've been thinking of redoing my year 2 REMT song! Changing the arrangement and getting better vocals and lyrics. And replacing the guitar solo that somehow got lost =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stop eating cherry flavoured Frozz mints. They're so nice and cherryish. I know I should stop eating cos someone told me you could get indigestion eating lots of those kind of sweets, but they're so nice to eattt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalala to school now! &lt;a href="http://Plush-Mello.deviantart.com/art/Beyond-Birthday-Cosplay-86312178"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6258645477958498381?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6258645477958498381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6258645477958498381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6258645477958498381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6258645477958498381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-friday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-6669628712085492137</id><published>2008-10-18T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T07:17:59.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More quiz!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Salty Person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyousweetorsaltyquiz/salty.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to snacks, you're more likely to grab a bag of chips over a bag of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a good chance you're male (men prefer salty snacks)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, you feel very comfortable in male dominated environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your taste tends to be complex, sophisticated, and adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to crave your favorite restaurant meal... or mom's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyousweetorsaltyquiz/"&gt;Are You Sweet or Salty?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked at the other result....so I'm not young at heart...boohoo...but salty food is better stuffing =9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Lightning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/lightning.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful yet dangerous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will stop and watch you when you appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're capable of random violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: performing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Destroy, destroy!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Paint Your Room Orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/orange.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiery and fresh, an orange room brings intense happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your orange room will set a positive vibe - and brighten up any gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange also promotes healthy communication... and stimulates the appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/"&gt;What Color Should You Paint Your Room?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....No. Bright colours = hard to sleep in!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Electronic Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofmusicareyouquiz/electronic.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are energetic and expressive. You love feeling alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never get sick of your favorite things - they're what makes life special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't take tradition or conventions too seriously. You live for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy remixes and re-interpretations of things. Life is about making improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofmusicareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Music Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes....and no. Life is about making improvements...and getting fussy and frustrated cos it doesn't work.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Inner Muse is Thalia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatmuseareyouquiz/thalia.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like this playful muse of comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about laughter to you, and you're a natural comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make people laugh until their sides split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're always up for some play time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmuseareyouquiz/"&gt;What Muse Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I remember correctly, in Disney's Hercules Thalia was....the fat one?!?! D=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Innovator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatroledoyouplayintheworldquiz/innovator.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who is always a step ahead of everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thrive when you're experimenting with new designs, ideas, and attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a creative person with many talents. You have to have artistic outlets in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to create - whether it's writing furiously or redecorating your home. If not, your life becomes chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tire of doing the same thing every day. You change your job, friends, and personal style often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at your best when you have a focus. If not, you develop a flaky artist's temperament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatroledoyouplayintheworldquiz/"&gt;What Role Do You Play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Hazelnut Tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/hazelnut-tree.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a charmer with a killer sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very demanding, but you can also be very understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, you always make a lasting impression - you're quite popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passionate, you are an active fighter for social causes and politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you are moody, honest, a perfectionist, and very sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/"&gt;What's Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;August must be the month of the worriers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Autumn Test Results&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theautumnquiz/autumn.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a playful, spirited person. You have a limitless imagination and amazing creative talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are happiest, you are calm. You appreciate tradition and family. You enjoy feeling cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You embrace change. You love change. You see change as a rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find solitude to be the most comforting thing in the world. Being alone with your thoughts feels very peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal day is spontaneous and surprising. You like to play things by ear, and you always end up doing something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very impatient. You spend more time waiting for something than actually enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theautumnquiz/"&gt;The Autumn Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wish our seasons were more interesting =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Chardonnay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofwineareyouquiz/chardonnay.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh, spirited, and classic - you have many facets to your personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be sweet and light. Or deep and complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a little bit of something to offer everyone... no wonder you're so popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approachable and never smug, you are easy to get to know (and love!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down you are: Dependable and modest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your partying style: Understated and polite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your company is enjoyed best with: Cold or wild meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofwineareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Wine Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slurppp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6669628712085492137?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6669628712085492137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6669628712085492137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6669628712085492137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6669628712085492137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-quiz-you-are-salty-person-when-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4840028841970707316</id><published>2008-10-12T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:24:56.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE END!!!! No holidays. Now it's just a sprint to the REAL END AS WE KNOW IT!!!! THEN THERE'LL BE NO MORE SCHOOL!!!! OMG MY LIFE AS A SINGAPOREAN BOOKWORM WILL HAVE NO MORE MEANING!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally came up with lyrics. Yeah, trust me to think of something at the very last hour of our holiday. It's not exactly award-winning. but I'm at least not unhappy with it. But it's cheerful as hell. It has a part where it talks about ice creams, for crying out loud 0.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But even though I've been pretty lazy on the academic stuff this holiday, I've done other stuff.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;make cupcakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend $100 on books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learned how to draw liney anime hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched Wall E and Mamma Mia....that's all I remember now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pulled an all-nighter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got my first hotel gig&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;exercised voluntarily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got a haircut.....but it grew back.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ate at Burger King like 10 times X6&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had several brilliant ideas!!!! But I forgot them.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went on an eating spree but lost appetite for the next 2 weeks as a result.......I feel X6 now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got slightly more tanned from walking around a lot outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it! See you tomorrow! ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4840028841970707316?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4840028841970707316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4840028841970707316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4840028841970707316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4840028841970707316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/10/end-no-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-8081660747778771207</id><published>2008-10-10T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:30:58.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is just a weekend away! Noooo!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel extremely lazy.....but stuff must must get done....else I'm screwed.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dum de dum dum...... foux de fa fa.....lalala.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am soooo bored, O Blog of Mine!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooooh timetable is out......damn, now we have an 8am class.....and monday starts at 230pm.....friday too.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So freaking booooored. aaahahsdfjkahsdfkajdhsl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Surfing Habits are 80% Male, 20% Female&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouusetheinternetlikeamanorawomanquiz/surfing-1.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we had to guess, we would guess that you are a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use the internet to make your life more efficient - and to make you smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, the internet is like a vast encyclopedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You search and surf extensively. You look up everything online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/doyouusetheinternetlikeamanorawomanquiz/"&gt;Do You Use the Internet Like a Man or a Woman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Izzat so? Well I'm sure most men don't read the unhealthy amount of fanfics lots of girls do, hurr hurr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Rule Saturn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/saturn.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturn is a mysterious planet that can rarely be seen with the naked eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Saturn because like its rings, you don't always follow the rules of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like Saturn, to really be able to understand you, someone delve beyond your appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not an easy person to befriend. However, once you enter a friendship, you'll be a friend for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think slowly but deeply. You only gain great understanding after a situation has past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are From Mercury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/mercury.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are talkative, clever, and knowledgeable - and it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You check in with your friends as often as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're witty, expressive, and aware of everything going on around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love learning, playing, and taking in all of what life has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful not to talk your friends' ears off. Temper your need to know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/"&gt;What Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I guess I'm good at talking if my aim is to annoy people. I get the best results with Mum=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Superpower Should Be Invisibility&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/invisibility.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are stealth, complex, and creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never face problems head on. Instead, you rely on your craftiness to get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mystery to others, you thrive on being a little misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You happily work behind the scenes... because there's nothing better than a sneak attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you would be a good superhero: You're so sly, no one would notice... not even your best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest problem as a superhero: Missing out on all of the glory that visible superheroes get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/"&gt;What Should Your Superpower Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wooo invisible woman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Taste in Music Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/music-4.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your musical tastes are energetic and rhythmic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and can be quite talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are forward thinking and open minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You despise conservatism of any sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intense, detail oriented, and motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an ambitious person, though your ambition is anything but conventional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Taste in Music Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lalala....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Taste in Chocolate Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thechocolateoracle/chocolate.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sweet, mellow, and easily satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like anything too intense and dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you're a kid at heart... and you're nostalgic for the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fun loving, outgoing, and very social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love meeting new people and celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a bit of a fair weather friend. You don't like bad news or drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to be the center of attention. You enjoy entertaining your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel lost when no one is interested in you... You're too interesting to be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thechocolateoracle/"&gt;The Chocolate Oracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmmm chocolate....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8081660747778771207?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8081660747778771207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8081660747778771207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8081660747778771207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8081660747778771207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-is-just-weekend-away-noooo-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7640029072764160670</id><published>2008-10-07T02:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T03:13:39.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs2DPRX1WI/AAAAAAAAAkA/wodjZ4Nvsl4/s1600-h/Mochistory-6.jpg'/><title type='text'>Story of a mochi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12DGj5BI/AAAAAAAAAjY/E6hoZ6V7W8g/s1600-h/Mochistory-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12DGj5BI/AAAAAAAAAjY/E6hoZ6V7W8g/s320/Mochistory-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254352592919847954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12UKgp0I/AAAAAAAAAjg/EpqB8JRAPII/s1600-h/Mochistory-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12UKgp0I/AAAAAAAAAjg/EpqB8JRAPII/s320/Mochistory-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254352597499815746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12piezTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/bhXFUScMYiY/s1600-h/Mochistory-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12piezTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/bhXFUScMYiY/s320/Mochistory-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254352603237502258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12wks0lI/AAAAAAAAAjw/zoBbu4L9QU0/s1600-h/Mochistory-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12wks0lI/AAAAAAAAAjw/zoBbu4L9QU0/s320/Mochistory-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254352605125857874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs13CcLBJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/q3l2rT6IfsY/s1600-h/Mochistory-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs13CcLBJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/q3l2rT6IfsY/s320/Mochistory-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254352609921926290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs2DPRX1WI/AAAAAAAAAkA/wodjZ4Nvsl4/s320/Mochistory-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254352819524719970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs2DDLPyrI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hax5Env9scM/s320/Mochistory-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254352816277801650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a box of mochi ice cream! It's soo nice.....the soft, chewy skin, the creamy ice cream.....the lump of sesame right at the center.....the mochi's screams of terror.....I feel so poetical.......birds are singing....the sky is grey like the sesame ice cream......my heart feels so light.....I feel like dancing........ *__* &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7640029072764160670?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7640029072764160670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7640029072764160670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7640029072764160670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7640029072764160670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/10/story-of-mochi.html' title='Story of a mochi'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SOs12DGj5BI/AAAAAAAAAjY/E6hoZ6V7W8g/s72-c/Mochistory-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-1862736205222311981</id><published>2008-09-29T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:08:26.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep cant sleep can't sleep</title><content type='html'>So this is my first all-nighter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 4:40am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mood: Hyper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall list all the things I tried in my attempts to fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Roll around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Strangle bolster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Count sheep (I got up to 1400 before getting bored)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Singing Dream theater songs to the numbers. The 20minute ones mind you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Singing Disney soundtracks, Andrew Lloyd Weber soundtracks, heck, any soundtracks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Wrote mental fanfics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Wrote a mental lit-essay on Robin Hobb books. Yes those thick fat monster books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Gave up since there wasn't much left of the night to sleep for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll probably regret this later on, but guess this shows what happens when you have too much stresss and stuff...all the good ideas start popping up when you're going to sleep....and when you suddenly realise what a great idea it is you get so excited you can't sleep anymore and just spend your time thinking in great detail...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna watch the sun rise! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's still pretty dark outside......which means snack time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1862736205222311981?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1862736205222311981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1862736205222311981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1862736205222311981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1862736205222311981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/cant-sleep-cant-sleep-cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep cant sleep can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7157431400325769025</id><published>2008-09-24T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:18:27.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouran....in ENGLISH?!?!?</title><content type='html'>Really? Let me teach you more!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SRALzCcbSNA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SRALzCcbSNA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;In English! And you know what happens when they dub it in English!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...Actually it wasn't that bad. Except for Tamaki. He sounds rather deranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7157431400325769025?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7157431400325769025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7157431400325769025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7157431400325769025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7157431400325769025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/ouranin-english.html' title='Ouran....in ENGLISH?!?!?'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-1626266422126233504</id><published>2008-09-23T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:33:09.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost a month since I last blogged. I've been busy doing some of my own stuff...found a second-hand bookshop in United Sq, so that means nice cheap books within walking distance=) I finally finished the whole Farseer trilogies!!! Maybe I'll do a proper nice long book review after I read it a few more times. Or I'll set up an LJ account just so I can join all the fan communities for books and anime and stuff. &lt;p&gt;I've also been getting into Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle! What can I say? It has pretty people, pretty clothes, pretty fantasy themes, and it's pretty hard to understand what the heck is going on. I just skipped over all the fighting scenes cos those are boring, and when I find a nice talky bit they're all talking about something else. Huh?!?!&lt;br /&gt;A bit hard to pin down what genre it is exactly, I thought it was a generic "GOTTA CATCH EM ALL" type anime (cos they have the feathers to collect) but now it's gotten all dystopian and spiritual and I'm lost. Ah well, just keep looking at the pretty pictures. Wondering if I should get into the anime of it. They have lots of filler episodes, from what I hear (but it's not their fault cos the manga's still coming out). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I made cupcakes with Mum 0.o Lol it was kind of fun, but I got tired after 15 mins of mixing. Don't think I'm cut out to be a baker hehe. But the cakes came out pretty nice, and theyr'e sitting in the fridge. But I've had 5 already so I think I won't be having any more any time soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And if there turn out to be too many I'll just get rid of them like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNRK9sFNzzE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNRK9sFNzzE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=3&lt;p&gt;So, time to talk about my favouritest subject on this blog: homework!!! I've settled my POD2 idea, so now it's just a matter of people-hunting. And hoping I don't look too stupid if it flops &gt;&lt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like drawing! Lalala! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1626266422126233504?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1626266422126233504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1626266422126233504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1626266422126233504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1626266422126233504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/almost-month-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4034027791276068262</id><published>2008-08-24T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:36:12.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My special day is drawing to a close!! D= Ah well I'll have another in 365 days....now for a recap of this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to chong my Arranging assignment. Finished all the notating and stuff. Decided to try and not to be clever and deep and emo and instead did a really perky version of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Hmm maybe that hints towards my personal style...? Stressed over POD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started on MUMI. Had been seriously ignoring it since I got the assignment. Don't know why, but after hearing all the rules we have to follow in lecture: calculate the bpm of the clip, divide the clip into sections, have a ghost track, change groove all adds up into one big mathematical nightmare that makes me want to just &lt;i&gt;run away&lt;/i&gt;. Guess everyone's methods are different &gt;&lt; &lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to realise how much less stressed I am when I hand in stuff on time. Cos I'm sick of chonging writeups and burning CDs and finding that the CD wasn't actually burned and finding my printer's broken or you're supposed to have an envelope instead of a file. Hand it up early and get it out of your life as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stressing over POD today! But that didn't stop me going for a mahjong session with Shell and her mum and Granny. Found the lucky spot of Granny's house after Shell won like 6x in a row. And once I swapped places I got a winning hand (will post pics once I find my micro SD adapter). Hohoho. And got my birthday pres from Shell! I can add it to my growing collection of small cute cuddly stuffed toys that have absolutely no function whatsoever. Must take a group photo of my cute useless toys one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POD DAY OMG!!! Was so stressed that I'd bought myself a bread stress ball last Friday at Vivocity (had gone there to watch the Mummy: China Edition). Spent most of the time before me squeezing the fluff out of it....until the people behind saw and starting playing with it. By my turn I could see my Bready flying around the back of the lecture theatre....kinda funny when juxtaposed against the lecturers' Q&amp;amp;As. I didn't die too badly, I guess. There was some laughing but not enough of it to die of humiliation. Phew. So now I'm free! FREEEEEE~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Summer Festival at the Japan primary school. So fast the year has gone, I can still remember most of what happened when we went last year... but this time we were more kiasu and went super early so we could chope food and yukatas. Managed to get the good food this time, which were the bentos and udon and candy. But I think the caterers also prepared more food, cos there was still lots left for like 2 or 3 more rounds. Not that we got to eat that much cos they tied it damn tight =x&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF00LmPGoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/T6nV_5ONOQA/s1600-h/CIMG2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF00LmPGoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/T6nV_5ONOQA/s320/CIMG2638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238096281423780482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be extra and doing 5 while everyone else does 2. I love my purple yukata it's such a pretty colour!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF00lsjlfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/rsdqUaeYyPU/s1600-h/CIMG2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF00lsjlfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/rsdqUaeYyPU/s320/CIMG2644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238096288429610482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha we spent so much time fighting this stupid candy apple. And in the end it beat 2 of us cos we couldn't finish it. In the end &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Candy apple: 1&lt;br /&gt;Us: 0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF01cuDoDI/AAAAAAAAAYM/AMdCrV2Tovk/s1600-h/CIMG2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF01cuDoDI/AAAAAAAAAYM/AMdCrV2Tovk/s320/CIMG2649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238096303199854642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evil candy apple rears it's shiny head....&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF01PWSHeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gLCpNk9yVfE/s1600-h/CIMG2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF01PWSHeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gLCpNk9yVfE/s1600-h/CIMG2660.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF01PWSHeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gLCpNk9yVfE/s320/CIMG2660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238096299610480098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a little flower painting. Now, when I wear my watch my arms look symmetrical!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4034027791276068262?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4034027791276068262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4034027791276068262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4034027791276068262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4034027791276068262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-special-day-is-drawing-to-close-d-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/SLF00LmPGoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/T6nV_5ONOQA/s72-c/CIMG2638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-5182783670232150811</id><published>2008-08-23T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:22:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-5182783670232150811?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5182783670232150811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5182783670232150811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5182783670232150811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5182783670232150811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-1111502723792703954</id><published>2008-08-10T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:38:33.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; I've been playing chess a lot the past few days. Partly because Mac doesn't have minesweeper or solitaire as one of the wasting-time games. They have chess. So I'm playing. I'm not very good at chess, my strategy consists of beating the other side down with brute force, whereupon I can trap their king in the last 2 lines with a queen/rook and a rook. So it's no surprise that I kept losing when I went to viwawa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's still fun to play, even if I keep losing. Just have to tell myself it's ok to lose pieces, as long as you don't lose the really important ones.....like the queen and rooks......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for Which Chess Piece are You Test?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;The Queen&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/14212836653497298540.jpeg" width="297" height="449" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:8pt;color:#800000;"&gt;Queen’s are the rarest of all types. They are quiet but hold the deepest of convictions regarding the matters of the world. They are frequently activists for their cause, they will do what’s right but not for glory, not for political power. It is why they are the Queen. They are the champions of the oppressed and the downtrodden. They are found in the wake of the aftermath rescuing those in acute distress. They may even fantasize revenge on those who victimize the defenseless. Think of ‘Poetic Justice’ and you’ll have appealed to the Queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:8pt;color:#800000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:8pt;color:#800000;"&gt;You can’t lead the Queen if only because they are right in suspecting others motives. You cannot fool this individual even if they are sympathetic. The Queen selects a few for friendship – these are friends that transcend the very word. They promote harmony with their very presence and typically make their surroundings more beautiful by just being there to clean up the mess. Don’t mistake them for extroverts – they are special in their diplomacy. They are ‘doers’ and dreamers. They can only be intimate with a chosen few. They will withdraw suddenly if pressed and this is necessary for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:8pt;color:#800000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:8pt;color:#800000;"&gt;The Queen excels with writing and communication. They are often the counselors of home, of public service and the good face of politics for the King. They look at the global perspective and are better at spotting patterns and relations. They think of the future and strive for meaning and purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/which-chess-piece-are-you-test"&gt;Take Which Chess Piece are You Test?&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;b  style="color:#131313;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;H&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;ello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;uizzy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style="color:#131313;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's my favourite piece. Yipee!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 more days till POD submission. Everything is sort of ok.....but I'm worried about the presentation. Trust me to choose a really unconventional thing to do as my fyp instead of a nice safe song -_- I seem to like stressing myself out with my crazy project decisions. Hopefully I'll choose something I want and like to do for the second one......if I survive that long.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1111502723792703954?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1111502723792703954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1111502723792703954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1111502723792703954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1111502723792703954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-been-playing-chess-lot-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7026887914698180189</id><published>2008-07-06T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T07:59:30.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my blog is dying. There's nothing much I deem that interesting to write about, since my life seems to have coalesced into this big pile of workworkwork. Feeling discouraged. Life is full of disappointments....I'm not feeling disappointed now, but I really don't want another big one. Wondering what I'm going to be doing after all this is over. I have a dream, it's the getting there I'm concerned for. Or if I'll even get there. Maybe it's to do with my attitude to life..... too quiet and scared.....I need to be loud and obnoxious &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I've sort of figured out my big plan for POD. It's supposed to be all mysterious airy-fairy stuff, I guess.....it sounded better in my head than it does on Logic.... or maybe it's the crappy grand piano in Studio B that transposed my whole piece down a semitone. Even the shitty recording I did at home with a $5 mic sounds better&gt;&lt;&gt;Reeeeally lucky piano will most likely be the only thing I'll be recording for it....though some vocals might be nice....maybe flute...... or at worst I can keep sneaking in, which is what I've been doing for the past weeks trying to bounce my stuff out.&lt;p&gt;Zzzz...... Must find a new blog skin. Pondering if I should go emo or find another Kirby one (there don't seem to be any other nice ones apart from this!!!). What do you think, tagboard-people? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7026887914698180189?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7026887914698180189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7026887914698180189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7026887914698180189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7026887914698180189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-my-blog-is-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-1866963851869434379</id><published>2008-05-30T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:04:39.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our school name has been changed from SMIT to DMIT. Such a weird and obscene-sounding name. They could have called it the Department of Aesthetics, MultiMedia and Infocomm Technology if they wanted it to sound like that. Of School of Humanities and IT&lt;p&gt;Anyway, it's the last day of school  before of 3 weeks of fake holidaying -.- I've got assignments to finish, people to meet, sleep to catch up on, movies to watch, and sanity to hold on to @.@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeSoy0Ludo8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeSoy0Ludo8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q6g0pnXdNJ8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q6g0pnXdNJ8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry stay happy ~^_^~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(.......I really love Kirby. He's round and cute and pink, and his name starts with K!)&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/16601566-1866963851869434379?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1866963851869434379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1866963851869434379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1866963851869434379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1866963851869434379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-school-name-has-been-changed-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7835549660842124313</id><published>2008-05-18T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T08:49:34.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh......I love long weekends. It's nice to have an extra free day so I can do some fun/relaxing stuff. Past few days have been sort of busy helping everyone prepare for Grandma/pa's anniversary party. &lt;p&gt;Went to go paint nails with Shell on Saturday, even though I don't have much nail left to paint. It's quite nice and shiny, though, like Hall's buttons. Just hope it can last till the party. Also, we went shopping for a cocktail dress. It's nice and red with some flowers on it! Haha we're all going to be all the colours of the rainbow at the party.&lt;p&gt;Lalalala tomorrow is a holiday~ 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7835549660842124313?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7835549660842124313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7835549660842124313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7835549660842124313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7835549660842124313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2531265143025363584</id><published>2008-04-27T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T06:46:17.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found it! Remember those exercise books filled with stickmen comics and corny jokes? I found them! Haha I knew they were at home somewhere, just didn't expect them to be buried right at the bottom of my O level junk. Lol I was such an emo kid at the time, though some of the stuff is actually pretty funny (if I say so myself =3) Like that multichaptered story of us getting sucked via computer into the RO world....though if I try to continue it now it'll be super AU since I haven't been keeping up with the game.&lt;p&gt;Well, my POD presentation's come and gone, so I'm about 70% sure of what I want to do. Work one will b electronic. I really like the O2 songs and zektbach (symphonic trance??), so hope I can do something cool. It'll be a broody emo song, cos there's just no escaping the lure of the pretty emo melody. &lt;p&gt;Next one's a bit of a risk: a music-soundtrack style work (..and if everything works out it'll actually BE a soundtrack to something!). I really want to try using the symphonic instruments in Logic to make something cool. It'd be good to show I'm capable of working with both electro and acoustic (ok fine midi acoustic) music. That is if my arranging skills are up t scratch. &lt;p&gt;Just watched Forbidden Kingdom today with Char. It actually is a pretty good movie! Usually I don't really like wushu movies cos there's too much fighting and too many emo brooding characters but this one was sooooo funny!!!! Also had fun catching up with Char about stuff. We need to have another big gathering/sleepover sometime, before everyone starts working=(&lt;p&gt;Lalalala.....I need a new blog skin......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2531265143025363584?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2531265143025363584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2531265143025363584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2531265143025363584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2531265143025363584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-found-it-remember-those-exercise.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3455476588354516128</id><published>2008-03-23T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T07:04:45.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Work is tiring. Hope I get at least 1 A for my log book&gt;&lt; downhill="O"&gt;The most sort-of related I did was help out our office's sound engineer when he gave a talk on basic REMT at NJC. Yeah....coiling cables was really fun....-_- But at least I got to see and touch their really expensive mics. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R-ZhQmte6EI/AAAAAAAAAXY/9d5__3XteRo/s1600-h/CIMG2304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180935359233452098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R-ZhQmte6EI/AAAAAAAAAXY/9d5__3XteRo/s320/CIMG2304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's golden yay! &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R-ZhRmte6GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/bE5xdvqQExE/s1600-h/CIMG2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180935376413321314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R-ZhRmte6GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/bE5xdvqQExE/s320/CIMG2305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R-ZhRGte6FI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_h9jJe1jc_Q/s1600-h/CIMG2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180935367823386706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R-ZhRGte6FI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_h9jJe1jc_Q/s320/CIMG2295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; grand pianos(!!!)....but only 4 computers =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are a couple of nice looking movies out, but there's no time to see them...arghs. Horton looks nice, even though I didn't like the book. The kangaroo (or something) was creeepy x6. Thinking of seeing Spiderwick Chronicles when I've got time, since I'm such a fantasy fan. Haven't heard good things about it from people who've seen it though =x&lt;p&gt;Really glad I'm finally able to claim my off day and take tomorrow to destress. That super OT week was no joke! Came back to the office every day of the freaking week to do all their national day songs and change their font and stuff. I think my glasses degree is getting higher....eyes are becoming flowers *_*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3455476588354516128?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3455476588354516128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3455476588354516128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3455476588354516128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3455476588354516128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/03/most-sort-of-related-i-did-was-help-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R-ZhQmte6EI/AAAAAAAAAXY/9d5__3XteRo/s72-c/CIMG2304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-1769693807894728459</id><published>2008-03-11T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:12:29.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I visited Smit the cat a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao6t9khbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/UCtfhHDgqes/s1600-h/CIMG2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176510548432684466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao6t9khbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/UCtfhHDgqes/s320/CIMG2285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao7d9khcI/AAAAAAAAAXA/d-f7d9pIS8Q/s1600-h/CIMG2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176510561317586370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao7d9khcI/AAAAAAAAAXA/d-f7d9pIS8Q/s320/CIMG2283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao799khdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QPJS0CUiEXo/s1600-h/CIMG2263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176510569907520978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao799khdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QPJS0CUiEXo/s320/CIMG2263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao899kheI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/1MGqI8Ltc7c/s1600-h/CIMG2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176510587087390178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao899kheI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/1MGqI8Ltc7c/s320/CIMG2293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1769693807894728459?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1769693807894728459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1769693807894728459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1769693807894728459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1769693807894728459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-visited-smit-cat-few-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R9ao6t9khbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/UCtfhHDgqes/s72-c/CIMG2285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-6249545061280127278</id><published>2008-03-04T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T07:40:35.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just some quizzes... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Paper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyourockpaperorscissorsquiz/paper.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crafty and creative, you are able to adapt freely to almost any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tend to underestimate you, unless they've truly seen what you are capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you're always scheming and thinking up new plans. Your mind is constantly active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite capable of anything you dream of. You can always figure out  a way to get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can wrap a rock person up in your sheet of trickery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scissor person can sneak up and cut you to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fight: No one can anticipate your next move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone makes you mad: You'll attack them mercilessly when they're unprepared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyourockpaperorscissorsquiz/"&gt;Are You Rock, Paper, or Scissors?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lol. Special attack: Bitch-slapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Rainbow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/rainbow.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking and rare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are totally enchanting and intriguing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you usually don't stick around long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: seducing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Isn't that the gay symbol as well? Dots....&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Lemon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattypeoffruitareyouquiz/lemon.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a very distinct personality. And if you're not being sweet, you're a little hard to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit overpowering, especially in one on one situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you are very dominant, sometimes your power is needed and appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can liven up a dull situation, and you definitely bring a fresh outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bit of an acquired taste, and you tend to grow on people over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People feel refreshed and rejuvenated after spending time with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeoffruitareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Fruit Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Different result from last time...banana....&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Ace of Diamonds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatplayingcardareyouquiz/diamonds.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a lucky person, and you always seem to find yourself surrounds by pretty, shiny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a knack for success and money - though your skills can't really be learned or taught. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shine in a room, and you a have a truly sparkling personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true extrovert, you always are able to share a witty joke or the latest scandalous gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you do have an eye for bling, you are also quite generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of wealth and luck comes your way. And you're not afraid to pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gamble you should take: Sports betting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends would describe you as: Captivating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your enemies would describe you as: Greedy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lived in Vegas, you would be: A trophy wife or husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplayingcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Playing Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Zzzz...and the smallest suit in dai di -.-&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Brownie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/brownies.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decadent and intense, you aren't for the weakhearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who can deal with your strong flavor find out how sweet you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/"&gt;What Dessert Are You Most Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yum yum yum!=99&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Kermit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/themuppetpersonalitytest/kermit.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho! Lovable and friendly, you get along well with everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a big thinker, and sometimes you over think life's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry - everyone know's it's not easy being green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, time's fun when you're having flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/themuppetpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Muppet Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lols ribbit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6249545061280127278?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6249545061280127278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6249545061280127278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6249545061280127278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6249545061280127278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-some-quizzes.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7330642661460762702</id><published>2008-02-26T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T07:51:32.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ITP's not what I expected (furniture making, fruit-cutting), but it looks like it's starting to come out of the doing-random stuff stage and into the learning stuff stage. See, cos we started our attachment while they were in the midst of their project with MOE. Did a bit of office work on the first few days, and after that was some music-related office work: the score editing, and then quality control for the website everything was going onto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bosses are really friendly, and they don't seem to mind my lame jokes. Still, I should get better control over it before it reaches the point where I'm unable to switch it off. Not only for work, but for like everything. I'm not so good at knowing when enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I've managed to make friends with AV guy (I think he's actually amused by the lame jokes0.0) and have spent the past 2 weeks chatting about music stuff. Just talked a bit about my film composer dreams, and all the other fun outside-schoolwork music stuff I'm involved in. Yesterday he asked to hear some of my work cos he said he was curious about what stuff I could do, and if I could make it in the line I was interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Except...wait what? WHAT work?! I dunno why, but I never seem to have any spare work I'm proud of with me. I can think of it in my head, dream about how to arrange it, tinker with it on the piano, but it never gets done. Maybe it's because the perfectionist in me that can never be happy that nothing is produced. Only for school do I start working, since there's the threat of deadlines and grades to dodge. Which is very possibly the reason I'm not as happy as I could be with my school stuff. Still, since I'd spent so much time working on it last year, my REMT project it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And instead of laughing at the corny lyrics, the horrible singing, and the ok-but-not-impressive mix, he said he was impressed. Well, I'm not so sure I'd call my genre of music &lt;i&gt;progressive&lt;/i&gt; (wtf?! emo rock!), but after my rather disatrous presentation of it last year, it's nice to have some compliments. And, this could be a chance to finally do something I'm interested in, since he said I could try my hand at some composing hopefully by this week. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now today. Supposed to be one of the final days on this MOE project, so after today or tomorrow we can all move on to new (and hopefully funner) things. Not a very eventful day at work, spent most of the time checking the site's links and streaming files. But after work it was dinner with Char and Kai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We need to have more meetings. It's muuuch better for my mental health. Haven't laughed so much since like.......the last couple weeks. Spent all that time emoing and moping. Had dinner at Imperial Treasure at takashimaya. It's been like......the last time we all went there was in 2006 for Kai's bday. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R8Q0Swt-kKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Sf4X5JIDzEk/s1600-h/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171315769048207522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R8Q0Swt-kKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Sf4X5JIDzEk/s320/dancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last time you both looked like that! And since I don't seem to hav any pics of myself I'll just have to put this one of Char's suan la tang noodles.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R8Q0TQt-kLI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nDFWVowBxSs/s1600-h/CIMG2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171315777638142130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R8Q0TQt-kLI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nDFWVowBxSs/s320/CIMG2177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went down to Hokkaido Ice Cream for dessert. Arghs, since I read that ice cream article about the bubble tea flavoured ice cream last year I've been dreaming about it, but never seem to be able to go there. And when I do go there I never have any money. But Hokkaido one was pretty good. They had all sorts of flavours there, some of them I think I might try another day: dark chocolate, milk chocolate, caramel, strawberry&amp;amp;blueberry (the pink one). I picked sea salt-flavoured ice cream, since I'd read about it on wikipedia, and also cos its the ice cream they eat in Kingdom Hearts. It's not really made of salt, but apparently tastes really good. It's not blue like it was in KH, nor was it on a stick, but give a little taste....... &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R8Q0Twt-kMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/fKQ4r6bRIoI/s1600-h/CIMG2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171315786228076738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R8Q0Twt-kMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/fKQ4r6bRIoI/s320/CIMG2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;YuMMYz~~=9 It tastes like milk ice cream, but it has a slightly salty aftertaste that makes it really refreshing! It doesn't taste flat like vanilla or anything, so I wonder what kind of flavourin they really use.&lt;p&gt;Time to get some sleep. Hope tomorrow will be productive and fun=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7330642661460762702?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7330642661460762702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7330642661460762702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7330642661460762702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7330642661460762702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/02/itps-not-what-i-expected-furniture.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R8Q0Swt-kKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Sf4X5JIDzEk/s72-c/dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-6365789078778621582</id><published>2008-02-15T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T07:19:25.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STAND UP FOR SINGAPORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday was Valentine's Day. And also my first day at work where I did something remotely related to my course! Hooray! Our boss told the 3 of us we'd all be going out of the office (to different places) for a change. Xinyi and Vivian went to do computer maintenance at St Margaret's, and I was gonna go to the sound engineer/AV guy's office to help him finish something. &lt;p&gt;Task: I was shown the lead sheet for Stand Up for Sgp, and I had to simplify the rhythm (there were LOTS of triplets) and make it "In a Swing Style". Sounds easy, yes? Well, it would have been, but there were some problems. First, they wanted it done in Sibelius (like Finale but with more features). That's ok, I'm fine with learning new software. &lt;p&gt;Second problem: the formatting of the file was completely wrong! It was supposed to be 4/4, yet somehow it kept on inserting or deleting beats and refusing to let me change it. When I first saw it, I thought it was some Dream Theater song (until I saw the title -.-)  &lt;p&gt;Spent the 2 hours struggling to try and learn how to use and therefore fix it. It wasn't that difficult to learn, but since the file was messed up I couldn't get much stuff done. The guy then came over, and once he saw how little I'd done, I got big a scolding/lecture cos apparently the thing was due the next day. &lt;p&gt;So, then there were 2 options: Sit and emo, or Persevere and give myself a headache and worse eyesight. &lt;p&gt;And since I had stuff at stake (e.g. grades), sitting around is not a good thing to do &gt;&lt;.  Fortunately, it took me only a while more to discover a way to get past the crappy formatting, and from there it was all good. AV guy came to see my progress and this time he was pretty impressed. Phew. &lt;p&gt;And all the computer problems I had in school really taught me the most important computer skill: SAVE. Save your work every 5 minutes, if you can. Keep ctrl+S-ing. Savesavesave cos you never know when your comp will crash. &lt;p&gt;It happened a while after I'd finished the piece, cos I accidentally clicked the mouse on the Help section. It was too much for the computer, and it quit on me. Pretty ironic, since AV guy was on the phone chatting to his colleage on how they were saved by the free labour. But sinced I'd SAVED nothing was lost and I didn't waste an entire afternoon's work.&lt;p&gt;Even though I finished working, I was stuck at his office for another hour waiting for my supervisor to come pick us ITP-ers up. In the end AVguy just gave me 10 bucks and told me to catch a cab. Blah not much for overtime pay. Took a bus back so I could keep the free money.&lt;p&gt;.................Losing my train of thought-.- Well, today was pretty boring, since my 2 coursemates got to go out to do work, while I was stuck surfing for prices. But TGIF! I can finally sleep in and relac. Maybe will go with ben to the Timezone tomorrow. I 've developed a liking  for shooting games. Must....kill stuff......=B&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6365789078778621582?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6365789078778621582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6365789078778621582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6365789078778621582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6365789078778621582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/02/stand-up-for-singapore.html' title='STAND UP FOR SINGAPORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-6925921852223766003</id><published>2008-02-11T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T07:36:45.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so ends my first day of work. I slept at 10pm last night just so I could get up early today. Followed Ben to school cos the MRT was on the way and met up with my 2 DMAT colleagues. Walked to the busstop, took the bus, then walked all the way in. After standing around the front of the office for a while (people stared at us like they saw ghosts) we were told our reporting time had been changed to 10am and we should have been informed by our liason officer. Which, very apparently, we weren't!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;By that time it was 8.45, so we were a bit pissed off. Anyway, once the guy came to let us in the room, we got our orientation lecture, and he started lecturing us about all the different products they were selling (Cubase isn't the only one). &lt;p&gt;The lesson went on until lunch time, after which we had nothing to do. So we all just sat around and read the Reader's Digests until our bosses came back. They had gone shopping for a table, and we had to put it together for them -.- From music technology to making tables. But the drill was really fun to use. Kekeke.&lt;p&gt;We then got a lesson on all the different types of cables they had, how to set up a computer (?!), and how to replace wires in a 3pin plug.&lt;p&gt;So the first day was pretty weird, since we didn't do much stuff related to our course. But he hinted we might get to do some arranging and composing, only any stuff we create won't belong to us &gt;&lt;&lt;p&gt;Might try to take nice photos of stuff, even though all you can see in the office are boxes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6925921852223766003?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6925921852223766003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6925921852223766003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6925921852223766003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6925921852223766003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-so-ends-my-first-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4736892837829601432</id><published>2008-02-09T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T06:56:23.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Lunar New Year ^.^ And also Happy Last Week of Holiday before ITP V.V Really put on lots of weight, both physically (T_T) and financially (^_^), and spent most of the time lazing around at home watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm....can't remember what happened that day...... next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey to the east: had to seek out my workplace, just to make sure I know where it in case I'm late next week onwards. The &lt;a href="http://www.streetdirectory.com/travel/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; says it's supposed to take 23 mins (19 for train, 5 for bus), but took over an hour to get there. Stupid full trains and slow buses. My company is super out of the way of Redhill, and the building is right at the end of a DEAD END road.&lt;p&gt; Then after that was down to Dhoby to meet Kai. Didn't manage to get any movie tix cos there were too many people &gt;&lt;, so just sat around in BK and chatted about happier times (hoohoo I'm so old). Quite sad that we all don't get to see each other as much since we all have different schedules now. We'll probably see each other less once we graduate since we'll be doing different stuff=(&lt;p&gt;But the funniest thing was to see Kai suffer in high high heels while I enjoy my sneakers =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion dinner at night. Suprisingly I'm getting used to the yusheng cos this year I actually ate the vegetables and liked it=O Usually I just dig around for the salmon and crackers and leave the veggies to the adules, but this year went back for a few helpings. Maybe cos I'm old and emo now I can appreciate the emo meaning of the happy dish. Cos if people are wishing for happiness and prosperity through their food, it must mean their lives are pretty miserable. So good that we have the same POV now=)&lt;p&gt;Rest of the food was the same as before: too fancy, too funny looking, and too little =X Was starving until I went home around 10+, so till then played Mariokart with some cousins. Nothing much else to do since the rest of the people were my parents' age or older and they were talking about whatever people that age talk about. My wallet had a good meal that night though=9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Visiting day! But number of visits was greatly reduced since most of relatives were away on holiday V.V But went to the Low Casino at Grandad's house to get more money. Had looooots of fun, though I wish I could say the same for my wallet. I started out with $40, at my best I made $20, but by the end of the afternoon I made a loss $4 &gt;&lt; arrgh!!! And at one point I had 2 Blackjacks in a row!!! But nothing makes the world go round like money, so I'll be back next year ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nothing much =[ Oh ya! I remember Monday we had the meeting with Ning and the second one with the band's senior minister! Whoops.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Still nothing much, but foloowed Bro to Square 2 looking for Bubble tea. Shop was closed, so just walked around while he went to the arcade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last day of holiday tomorrow! Must playyyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4736892837829601432?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4736892837829601432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4736892837829601432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4736892837829601432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4736892837829601432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-lunar-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7758233964194451107</id><published>2008-02-03T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T07:42:08.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite busy for the first month of 2008. Some cool stuff happened,  though (maybe my luck for this year is about to change???), which is good cos it made me happy=)&lt;p&gt;I finally got my ITP company, and guess what it is?? Steinberg! I wasn't expecting anything too great, given my sort-of-ok grades and my pretty boring resume (I sound like some CCA-obsessed weirdo), so thank you cher!! &lt;p&gt;The other really cool thing (but sort of lazy thing) was that our MUST presentation was cancelled. Sooo so happy cos I suck at presentations. I can research, compile, and even make my work look pretty, but if you ask me to stand up and sell it I will suck.&lt;p&gt;CNY is in the air, which means lots of red packets and food. I like pineapple tarts now even though Mum says theyre full of transfats and will make you fat. Still...=9 Also looking forward to the Blackjack party at Shell's Grandad's house, its always lots of fun. $_$ &lt;p&gt;Only a week left till ITP starts, so better enjoy it to the fullest....yup, keep lazing around..... ~^_^~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7758233964194451107?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7758233964194451107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7758233964194451107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7758233964194451107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7758233964194451107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-quite-busy-for-first-month-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-1670930733077806532</id><published>2007-12-31T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:33:36.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150187698881582706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3kkbN5sVnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/GBidb2U2A_I/s320/CIMG1909.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It's been a hectic year, driving down the road of 2007. Academically it was a flop, cos everything was so horrible and completely the opposite of what I wanted. But outside school work it was great. I still haven't lost touch with my BFFs even after 2 years, and have even made some more=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3kkZ95sVlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/igaT6nsPx4o/s1600-h/CIMG1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150187677406746194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3kkZ95sVlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/igaT6nsPx4o/s320/CIMG1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the stuff coming up is pretty intimidating...especially the ITP, which I don't feel very prepared for. Still, I'm praying everything will turn out better and happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3kkat5sVmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ztkgV1t5y5s/s1600-h/CIMG1911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150187690291648098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3kkat5sVmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ztkgV1t5y5s/s320/CIMG1911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, goodbye, 2007. It's been a weird and crazy year...but it was sort of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1670930733077806532?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1670930733077806532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1670930733077806532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1670930733077806532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1670930733077806532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-hectic-year-driving-down-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3kkbN5sVnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/GBidb2U2A_I/s72-c/CIMG1909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-1177098313516175973</id><published>2007-12-27T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T00:16:04.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I'm back from Hong Kong and there's less than a week before school starts again &gt;&lt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oiyd5sUnI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_PDjB5jTRfQ/s1600-h/CIMG1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148637786918376050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oiyd5sUnI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_PDjB5jTRfQ/s320/CIMG1689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went shopping for food.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oiy95sUoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nnUITfG5qIk/s1600-h/CIMG1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148637795508310658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oiy95sUoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nnUITfG5qIk/s320/CIMG1690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots of Japanese stuff that looks so pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oizd5sUpI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y2DJV8_xOz4/s1600-h/CIMG1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148637804098245266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oizd5sUpI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y2DJV8_xOz4/s320/CIMG1691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A real one! Just like from POTC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oi0N5sUqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lruNI_RgFTY/s1600-h/CIMG1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148637816983147170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oi0N5sUqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lruNI_RgFTY/s320/CIMG1694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very pretty and romantic park spot outside. There actually was a couple doing &lt;i&gt;stuff&lt;/i&gt; on that bench (you can see the guy's legs sticking out....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oi0t5sUrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dNw7WAOpWRU/s1600-h/CIMG1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148637825573081778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oi0t5sUrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dNw7WAOpWRU/s320/CIMG1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another polar bear! Our Hong Kong mascot maybe?&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnVt5sUsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ejU3HBRI5a4/s1600-h/CIMG1700.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148642790555275970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnVt5sUsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ejU3HBRI5a4/s320/CIMG1700.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Superhuge candy flosses =9&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnV95sUtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zfJXyUqQSYU/s1600-h/CIMG1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148642794850243282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnV95sUtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zfJXyUqQSYU/s320/CIMG1701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Interesting fine art 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2: Disneyland!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my favourite day I think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnWd5sUuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OGF7qJyg37g/s1600-h/CIMG1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148642803440177890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnWd5sUuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OGF7qJyg37g/s320/CIMG1711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnW95sUvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gK412la7H60/s1600-h/CIMG1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148642812030112498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnW95sUvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gK412la7H60/s320/CIMG1714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnXN5sUwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/uvLhY_-QkXQ/s1600-h/CIMG1715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148642816325079810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OnXN5sUwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/uvLhY_-QkXQ/s320/CIMG1715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OyEN5sUxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WyexF2TR1NY/s1600-h/CIMG1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148654584535470866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OyEN5sUxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WyexF2TR1NY/s320/CIMG1792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148853389981668178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rm4N5sU1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Nuh0YUeQCgM/s320/CIMG1722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rm4N5sU1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Nuh0YUeQCgM/s1600-h/CIMG1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148869324310336690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R1Xt5sVLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UwsIgQOci9Q/s320/CIMG1807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So pretty in the day and at night......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R4HN5sVOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ngbewF0Lxm0/s1600-h/CIMG1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148872339377378530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R4HN5sVOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ngbewF0Lxm0/s320/CIMG1717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Space Mountain was the only rollercoaster there=( But it was fun! Better than the indoor one at Escape cos this one actually has music and special FX. Took photos of some of the planets inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OyE95sUyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2YleyEbF8TU/s1600-h/CIMG1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148654597420372770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OyE95sUyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2YleyEbF8TU/s320/CIMG1720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148853411456504706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rm5d5sU4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/fnXuKBzK2aA/s320/CIMG1732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OyFd5sUzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7C--J4wZ-Lo/s1600-h/CIMG1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148654606010307378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OyFd5sUzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7C--J4wZ-Lo/s320/CIMG1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the "Royal Banquet Hall". The food wasn't very nice, though. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OyFt5sU0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/rHJKyny6GPM/s1600-h/CIMG1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148654610305274690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3OyFt5sU0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/rHJKyny6GPM/s320/CIMG1734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute little birds sitting above us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148853398571602786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rm4t5sU2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/8dfxzUifJvE/s320/CIMG1719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148853402866570098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rm495sU3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/26J82Fe_hOc/s320/CIMG1728.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The inside of the PhilharMagic orchestra theatre. Pity it was too dark to take photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rm5t5sU5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/WN-1Onx_fpc/s1600-h/CIMG1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148853415751472018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rm5t5sU5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/WN-1Onx_fpc/s320/CIMG1743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun pictures outside the theatre =D Maybe I need to start wearing dark glasses when I play too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp395sU6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PGhRjkihzG4/s1600-h/CIMG1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148856684221584290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp395sU6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PGhRjkihzG4/s320/CIMG1744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This reminds me of the senior band somehow=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp4d5sU7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/XGuJMTela9E/s1600-h/CIMG1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148856692811518898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp4d5sU7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/XGuJMTela9E/s320/CIMG1749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Disneyland marching band. Hard to believe they do this every day =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp5N5sU8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GxAnmfZ-7gw/s1600-h/CIMG1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148856705696420802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp5N5sU8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GxAnmfZ-7gw/s320/CIMG1750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148861099447964722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rt495sVDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jH2GbeX2VWM/s320/CIMG1752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chip and gingerbread people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp5d5sU9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/eEUas65OMDU/s1600-h/CIMG1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148856709991388114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp5d5sU9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/eEUas65OMDU/s320/CIMG1755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favourite picture! I like sweet guys who are cute =9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp5t5sU-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/4DIu0yq-jqk/s1600-h/CIMG1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148856714286355426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rp5t5sU-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/4DIu0yq-jqk/s320/CIMG1757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snow White........plus some **************'s camera -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rt3d5sU_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ea3YvKGYaJs/s1600-h/CIMG1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148861073678160882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rt3d5sU_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ea3YvKGYaJs/s320/CIMG1758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alice...oooh look candy canes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rt3t5sVAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DD2XINxihT4/s1600-h/CIMG1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148861077973128194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Rt3t5sVAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DD2XINxihT4/s320/CIMG1759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flowers and lollys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxFd5sVEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/U2qQL4c81zw/s1600-h/CIMG1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148864612731212866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxFd5sVEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/U2qQL4c81zw/s320/CIMG1761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxFt5sVFI/AAAAAAAAALE/CZRee57dn5M/s1600-h/CIMG1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148864617026180178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxFt5sVFI/AAAAAAAAALE/CZRee57dn5M/s320/CIMG1764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxGN5sVGI/AAAAAAAAALM/c9XRIOevV5M/s1600-h/CIMG1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148864625616114786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxGN5sVGI/AAAAAAAAALM/c9XRIOevV5M/s320/CIMG1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Could only get pics of Minnie cos Mickey was servicing the other side of the crowd -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxGt5sVHI/AAAAAAAAALU/wbYSHAl0A_k/s1600-h/CIMG1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148864634206049394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxGt5sVHI/AAAAAAAAALU/wbYSHAl0A_k/s320/CIMG1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Donald &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148869315720402082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R1XN5sVKI/AAAAAAAAALs/OgE1CscspYw/s320/CIMG1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Guy making glass for everyone to kepoh at. Its damn cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxG95sVII/AAAAAAAAALc/usImudLGiRk/s1600-h/CIMG1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148864638501016706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3RxG95sVII/AAAAAAAAALc/usImudLGiRk/s320/CIMG1783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And that's not all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R1W95sVJI/AAAAAAAAALk/pysFWiElVwQ/s1600-h/CIMG1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148869311425434770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R1W95sVJI/AAAAAAAAALk/pysFWiElVwQ/s320/CIMG1805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R1X95sVMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/T4VKATSNE3M/s1600-h/CIMG1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148869328605304002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R1X95sVMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/T4VKATSNE3M/s320/CIMG1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took a train to China cos grandparents wanted to see the sights and mum wanted buy &lt;s&gt;fake&lt;/s&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R1Yd5sVNI/AAAAAAAAAME/KchQITjuv7U/s1600-h/CIMG1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148869337195238610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R1Yd5sVNI/AAAAAAAAAME/KchQITjuv7U/s320/CIMG1824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're not supposed to take photos at the Emmigration/Immigration place, but the rating system was too fun to pass up. I gave the guy a Perfect=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R4Hd5sVPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-cBJ4jgL-As/s1600-h/CIMG1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148872343672345842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R4Hd5sVPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-cBJ4jgL-As/s320/CIMG1825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing big today, just went out to watch a movie. Elements is a nice shopping mall, its quite like Vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R4H95sVQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XbYC4VOkGUM/s1600-h/CIMG1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148872352262280450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R4H95sVQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XbYC4VOkGUM/s320/CIMG1826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R4IN5sVRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WXxXAmbezwY/s1600-h/CIMG1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148872356557247762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R4IN5sVRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WXxXAmbezwY/s320/CIMG1831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8Kt5sVTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/iJIlL0vXvKE/s1600-h/CIMG1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148876797553431858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8Kt5sVTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/iJIlL0vXvKE/s320/CIMG1835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got to drink=9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8LN5sVUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/p54xwKMFrbA/s1600-h/CIMG1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148876806143366466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8LN5sVUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/p54xwKMFrbA/s320/CIMG1846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is it real? Is it fake? You don't know!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8Ld5sVVI/AAAAAAAAANE/nV6WXT3EFCA/s1600-h/CIMG1850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148876810438333778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8Ld5sVVI/AAAAAAAAANE/nV6WXT3EFCA/s320/CIMG1850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were supposed to go for a walk, but ended up spending the whole day at an arcade. And they didn't even have any good games, just the stupid grab-the-toy ones that make you waste all your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8L95sVWI/AAAAAAAAANM/aDim2uUBmmc/s1600-h/CIMG1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148876819028268386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8L95sVWI/AAAAAAAAANM/aDim2uUBmmc/s320/CIMG1857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello Kitties that my parents were trying to get 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8MN5sVXI/AAAAAAAAANU/WkrR0GIVW9Q/s1600-h/CIMG1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148876823323235698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R8MN5sVXI/AAAAAAAAANU/WkrR0GIVW9Q/s320/CIMG1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little plastic bao keychains! I wanted to get one cos I love small round colourful things.....but the stupid machine wouldn't share D=&lt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-095sVYI/AAAAAAAAANc/MZf4Hiv9t8g/s1600-h/CIMG1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148879722426160514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-095sVYI/AAAAAAAAANc/MZf4Hiv9t8g/s320/CIMG1860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So many different flavours of baos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-1d5sVZI/AAAAAAAAANk/WpcgIHjIV-o/s1600-h/CIMG1865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148879731016095122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-1d5sVZI/AAAAAAAAANk/WpcgIHjIV-o/s320/CIMG1865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking just one photo of myself with Yoshi so I can say that I really was there. Sian face=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-295sVaI/AAAAAAAAANs/bnzcGLGE2_8/s1600-h/CIMG1866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148879756785898914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-295sVaI/AAAAAAAAANs/bnzcGLGE2_8/s320/CIMG1866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yoshi and Mario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-3d5sVbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fVK61QCjUYA/s1600-h/CIMG1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148879765375833522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-3d5sVbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fVK61QCjUYA/s320/CIMG1871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More cute food keychains =333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-5N5sVcI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lEIIGnpx5VU/s1600-h/CIMG1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148879795440604610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3R-5N5sVcI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lEIIGnpx5VU/s320/CIMG1877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Biologically impossible Christmas trees (except for the first one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3ShL95sVdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/raAnEWoj44E/s1600-h/CIMG1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148917500958496210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3ShL95sVdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/raAnEWoj44E/s320/CIMG1885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello Kitties at the 7-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3ShMN5sVeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Nb2dDhY7NnA/s1600-h/CIMG1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148917505253463522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3ShMN5sVeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Nb2dDhY7NnA/s320/CIMG1889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bros wanted to go to space museum. They still haven't changed the exhibits, even after 5 years -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3ShNN5sVgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vAG22iXTTHU/s1600-h/CIMG1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148917522433332738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3ShNN5sVgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vAG22iXTTHU/s320/CIMG1892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bought a bag of the chips to see if it really tastes like that=9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 6: Merry Christmas!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3YBV95sViI/AAAAAAAAAOs/g49V-b4h_Cs/s1600-h/CIMG1896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149304700850165282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3YBV95sViI/AAAAAAAAAOs/g49V-b4h_Cs/s320/CIMG1896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lots of saxophone decorations....cos everyone loves saxophones.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3ShNd5sVhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/WAH-c73O-OI/s1600-h/CIMG1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148917526728300050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3ShNd5sVhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/WAH-c73O-OI/s320/CIMG1901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool right! Pity they were really ugly clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3YBWd5sVjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7WxnGq-QlfI/s1600-h/CIMG1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149304709440099890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3YBWd5sVjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7WxnGq-QlfI/s320/CIMG1902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eiffel tower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day, so didn't do much. Did take photos of random people on the plane, but that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3YBW95sVkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IWfc1E99ZIY/s1600-h/CIMG1905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149304718030034498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3YBW95sVkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IWfc1E99ZIY/s320/CIMG1905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1177098313516175973?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1177098313516175973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1177098313516175973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1177098313516175973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1177098313516175973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally-im-back-from-hong-kong-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/R3Oiyd5sUnI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_PDjB5jTRfQ/s72-c/CIMG1689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-6471604416813146933</id><published>2007-11-10T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T07:58:45.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to have a field trip today....but our lecturer mixed up the dates so it's postponed to next monday =I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lesson at the Vanda Room. It's very high-class looking, like some hotel restaurant. And they have a grand piano there zomg.&lt;br /&gt;Brought Raymond for Jazzband also since he expressed an interest in joining&lt;br /&gt;We finished damn late again =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened at school. But no BUMS today cos Jimmy's doing something for Pricipal's farewell tomorrow. Went home EARLY =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally found out how to do MUST e-learning. And it's not even homework -_- All this time I was searching for some test paper or powerpoint, and all we had to do was a personality quiz that I thought she was joking about. I'm an INTJ, btw. That means I'm robotic, antisocial, perfectionistic, and an asshole =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for GEMs, though I didn't see much point as 75% of the class didn't show. Hung out in club room and played O2Jam. Everybody came late today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY!!!! YESSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day, even though we finished at 12. I thought there was going to be Sunset today, so I had lunch with Ayam and then went to go do some work in 2044. Ended up not getting any done as was too busy listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling with Adam and Jess...actually they were the ones bowling, I was doing homework. Then went back to band room and jammed a bit. Then Boss came along and said it was cancelled today. A bit pissed off I stayed back to play the whole day instead of working, but at least had some fun. Haiz, have to start chionging....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished my DEAE!!!! So happy. But something's wrong with the dropbox, so I can't hand it up...&gt;=C Had piano lesson today. Heh, teacher actually said my stuff is better, even though I'm practising a LOOOOOOOOOOT lesser than the past year. I've gone from like 3 hours (!!!) to like half an hour just chiong through everything then go back to do homework =X I don't have time anymore, cos I'm spending more than half my days at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's birthday so whole family went out for dinner. Took stupid photos of everyone with Jason, and heard more of his funny army stories. We all got angpaos from Grandma too, strangely (does that mean on my birthday I have to give everyone angpaos too?!?! Noooo!!!!). Maybe one day I'll actually go out shopping for stuff....when I'm not too lazy to leave the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field trip day! First we went to Pavane Recording studios. I liked this one the most: very modern, and lots of arty farty furniture. And they have Teletubbies! Try and spot it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132343646245729826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rzm_Wpu1tiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1POVH5xEyx8/s320/CIMG1376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(yes, that white thing is called a Teletubby. No idea why, apparently it's a sort of inside joke)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132342662698219026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="287" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rzm-dZu1thI/AAAAAAAAAGA/C5YKqMZUP5E/s320/CIMG1373.JPG" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;$3000 chair. Super comfortable and a must-have for anyone in this business. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132344694217750066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RznATpu1tjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cjwLR7rcYL0/s320/CIMG1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The mixer looks like a spaceship!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132348611227924034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RznD3pu1tkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fo7NZBCB1sQ/s320/CIMG1379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then we went to another one in Paya Lebar. This one was older and more retro-looking. The guys were all going crazy over the "vibe" there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132350672812226146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RznFvpu1tmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FDAWxl2M3_U/s320/CIMG1398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Geoff made everyone come and smell the smell of the tape. Smelled very vintage-y. Though we all sounded like drug addicts cos everyone was like "cher, cher, let me smell". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132352867540514418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RznHvZu1tnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3XyT_bt64Hk/s320/CIMG1392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got back to school an hour after band started. Very interesting seeing peoples' new hairdos. &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;Handed in my shitty BUMS....if I had more time I'd make more changes....but this is the best I can do for now... Had piano lesson cos my teacher's going on holiday. Highlight of the day: I got Bubble tea! Am really addicted to it now. And now I think I got mum addicted to it too. Yum yum=9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6471604416813146933?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6471604416813146933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6471604416813146933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6471604416813146933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6471604416813146933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/11/monday-we-were-supposed-to-have-field.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rzm_Wpu1tiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1POVH5xEyx8/s72-c/CIMG1376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-8664666520826738758</id><published>2007-11-03T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T08:02:09.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had theory exam today. It was actually pretty easy, though was a bit disappointed all the stuff I studied didn't come out (calculating how many notes in a trill= stupidest thing ever V.V). They had some funny terminology for other instruments though. What the heck does a clarinet player do at precipitato? I know wind instrus have a lot of "condensation", so according to the water cycle would that mean......ewwwww..... &gt;&lt; &lt;p&gt;Spent whole day out, and found a nice bubble tea shop at Novena square. I like bubble tea now =9 There was a show going on, so I would have (finally) done my REMT, but alas. Got chased away by unfriendly sound people. And they dind't even have monitors or DIs or stuff (they were an a capella group), just a mix of cordless and cordful mikes. And since they didn't have most of the stuff, it would mean that I wouldn't be able to answer about 80% of the questions =I&lt;p&gt;Zzzz Christmas is coming soon.....hooray.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8664666520826738758?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8664666520826738758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8664666520826738758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8664666520826738758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8664666520826738758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/11/had-theory-exam-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4111463934018010705</id><published>2007-10-30T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:48:56.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday spent almost the whole day roasting under the sun. The crazy Singapore weather first decided to be sunny, and once everyone arrived it changed its mind and started raining. Once we were done cursing the weather and eating lunch, it decided to make fun of us and be super super hot. But at least we're done with the first half of the video. We are, I think, the only group to use a trolley (that didn't work) in our filming.&lt;p&gt;E-learning is almost done. Except for 2 big problems called BUMS and REMT. Arrrrrghhh!!!! I don't know how to give legal advice beyond "I think you need a &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; lawyer" only I can't do that in this esssay cos we're supposed to be the ones fighting the case x.x&lt;p&gt;REMT...still no gig, unless I want to try my luck at the Esplanade again....and they don't like us students much.... Worst comes to worst, I'll just talk to the people at church, even though I'm quite sure that's cheating =x &lt;p&gt;Btw, anyone want to go eat sushi with me? I need to take photos of the sushis.......89&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4111463934018010705?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4111463934018010705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4111463934018010705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4111463934018010705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4111463934018010705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/10/yesterday-spent-almost-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4987623427438560407</id><published>2007-10-28T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T05:48:17.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A rundown of last week....&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Long REMT lesson, but today got to apply the stuff we've been learning.&lt;br /&gt;-Now am much less sotong around the mixer....I think.....&lt;br /&gt;-Jazzband (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;-Long practice (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;-Angry parents (boo!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;-...&lt;br&gt;-For some reason I can't remember what we did that day. Next!&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Woke up a bit late, and was halfway to school when...&lt;br /&gt;-"Zomg I forgot my phone!"&lt;br /&gt;-Missed MUST that day.....felt quite guilty =X&lt;br /&gt;-GEMS after that, slept through most of it&lt;br /&gt;-Made some new friends from SD, CLS, and MA. Whee...now I have friends from every school!&lt;br /&gt;-Couldn't go watch bowling cos there was the bloody pre-ITP talk&lt;br /&gt;-Ended up being a tour guide of sorts since most of us had no idea where LT17A was&lt;br /&gt;-Most of the stuff was pretty obvious e.g. call your supervisor if someone tries to rape you....-.-&lt;br /&gt;-Band again. Xmas medley is almost complete. Just must get everyone to practice it together.&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Missed Theory AGAIN to go to rehearsal for MM Day's concert&lt;br /&gt;-Zzzz...rushed all the way there only to find no one arrived yet&lt;br /&gt;-Boss was the latest =P&lt;br /&gt;-Finished the rehearsal just in time for MIDI&lt;br /&gt;-Froze to death &lt;br /&gt;-Thawed once noon came&lt;br /&gt;-No DVPT cos teacher expects us to get started on work already&lt;br /&gt;-Met Jess and Adam at FC4&lt;br /&gt;-Had really horrible nasi goreng for lunch X6&lt;br /&gt;-Luckily the rehearsal people had moved Leslie out to the Plaza, so no heavy-lifting for us&lt;br /&gt;-Sound system was really bad&lt;br /&gt;-But got through it somehow&lt;br /&gt;-Liked my solos that day&lt;br /&gt;-Went home while everyone else went back to class! =P&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-PERF in the morning but it was really bad so I'll skip it&lt;br /&gt;-Hung around in 2025 with MP and other people, jamming all kinds of funny stuff&lt;br /&gt;-If you can call a 2-woman keyboard ensemble jamming -.-&lt;br /&gt;-Went down to band room to do last-minute arranging&lt;br /&gt;-Actually felt quite nervous, right up to when the curtains opened&lt;br /&gt;-Got harrassed by rowdy audience members =X&lt;br /&gt;-A bit distracted....so solos weren't so good&lt;br /&gt;-Went back to band room and did homework until the prize-giving ceremony&lt;br /&gt;-Got caught in the thunderstorm of lightsticks&lt;br /&gt;-Collected our token of appreciation....but wasn't allowed to keep it =( &lt;br /&gt;-Went home without even taking a lightstick as a souvenir&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Nothing much happened......&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-Got inspiration for DEAE! W00t! ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4987623427438560407?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4987623427438560407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4987623427438560407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4987623427438560407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4987623427438560407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/10/rundown-of-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2929072793983544328</id><published>2007-10-25T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T08:42:44.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another day at school. Zomg I've ponned Theory 2 days in a row...that's not very good....at least today I have an excuse.....sort of.... There was some bazaar going on over the past few days to advertise SP to sec school kids.....yeah......  So it was up to the Awesome Foursome from SP Junior Jazzband to save the day!!!&lt;p&gt;Blah. But a but hard to kick ass when the sound system sucks. Ya, it was so bad that even I could tell it sucked....but at least we managed to get through with minimal mental scarring.... But I liked my solos today, it might be coming out of its down period once again....&lt;p&gt;E-learning looks like it's going to be stressful. Funny how a week of just doing homework (on the computer, what's more) can make people go bonkers. &lt;p&gt;I composed a song...an emo one, cos I'm good at writing emo songs.....its still in my head though...better fix it in tangible form soon...later kana stolen....then no copyright.....yeah........&lt;p&gt;Feeling  sleepy....good night ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2929072793983544328?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2929072793983544328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2929072793983544328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2929072793983544328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2929072793983544328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-another-day-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2349524809658978116</id><published>2007-10-19T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:11:43.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RxoZu178NSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y1jzJwGX88E/s1600-h/Flames[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123435818630526242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RxoZu178NSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y1jzJwGX88E/s320/Flames%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE FYAAAA~~~~~~~~~  Learned how to make it a few weeks ago...I think I'm the last one to post on the discussion board -.-&lt;p&gt;School's not so bad, now that I've sort of reached a compromise between school and stuff that is Outside School. Sort of. Doesn't mean I'm not still stressed V.V Can't believe it...5 weeks have flown by, then it's e-learning week...then it's 1/4 of 2nd year left before ITP...oh no.....&lt;p&gt;(Why do I keep using ellipses...?)...&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chunky Monkey Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/chunky-monkey.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Truthfully, you're too spazzy to be chunky - you cheeky monkey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry.&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#96D6C5;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Lily&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C5EFE4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflowerareyouquiz/lily.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a nurturer and all around natural therapist.People see you as their rock. And they are able to depend on you.You are a soothing influence. You can make people feel better with a few words.Your caring has more of an impact than even you realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh sure it's not supposed to be a cactus? =p&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chocolate Cake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/chocolate-cake.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fun, comforting, and friendly.You are a true classic, and while you're not super cutting edge, you're high quality.People love your company - and have even been known to get addicted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *nom nom nom*&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Milk Pocky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorpockyquizareyouquiz/milk-pocky.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your attitude: caring and charmingSmooth and silkly... invigorating and natural.You are like comfort food for the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatflavorpockyquizareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Pocky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting really hungry....&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#F88B8B;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Christmas Stocking Will Be Filled With a Stuffed Animal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73EAA0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatwillbeinyourchristmasstockingquiz/stuffed-animal.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Either Santa got your Christmas wish many years late...Or he secretly thinks you're a bit immature!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatwillbeinyourchristmasstockingquiz/"&gt;What Will Be In Your Christmas Stocking?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Middle Finger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatfingerareyouquiz/finger-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A bit fragile and dependent on your friends, you're not nearly as hostile as you seem.You are balanced, easy to get along with, and quite serious.However, you can get angry and fed up with those around you. And you aren't afraid to show it!&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with: The Index Finger&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: The Pinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href"http://www.blogthings.com/whatfingerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Finger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^.^,,,,&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are: 40% Dog, 60% Cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/animal-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You and cats have a lot in common. You're both smart and in charge - with a good amount of attitude.However, you do have a very playful side that occasionally comes out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/"&gt;Are You More Cat or Dog?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=3&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Fortune Cookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/fortune-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a rather normal person, except that you have extraordinary luck in life.People want to be around you (even when they're a little sick of you), in hopes of being lucky too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ick....I only like chocolate chip =x&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Strawberry Ice Cream Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamgirlareyouquiz/strawberry-ice-cream.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sweet. Romanic. Genuine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;0.o Don't like strawberry it tastes damn fake X6&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's a 44% Chance You've Been Abducted By Aliens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatarethechancesthatyouvebeenabductedbyaliensquiz/alien-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe you've really been abducted by aliens... but probably not.Let's face it. You're just a little weirder than most people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatarethechancesthatyouvebeenabductedbyaliensquiz/"&gt;What Are the Chances that You've Been Abducted by Aliens?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2349524809658978116?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2349524809658978116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2349524809658978116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2349524809658978116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2349524809658978116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-like-fyaaaa-learned-how-to-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RxoZu178NSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y1jzJwGX88E/s72-c/Flames%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-8145242309220917924</id><published>2007-10-05T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T09:40:39.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Perf presentation this week. Don't think we did too badly, cos we managed to get to the end without anyone screwing up badly=) Not bad for last minute practice, my leadership skills must be improving. But halfway through the lesson everyone was getting distracted, talking about the new Nightwish album. I didn't know so many DMAT people were fans!&lt;p&gt;Zzz...class finished at 12. Nothing much to do at home, and Mum's gone to Malaysia for a few days, so met up with Adam to go cd shopping. Turned out none of the shops would have Dark Passion Play for another 2 weeks, so hung around Suntec for lunch. And (surprise, surprise) Jessica showed up halfway!&lt;p&gt;They went bowling then arcade....ahhh if I'd known I was going to go out I'd have brought more moneyD= Just sat and watched them get slaughtered by zombies in House of the Dead 4.&lt;p&gt;Chatted about some "interesting" stuff with Adam on the way home, so I have lots of new things to think about now =p.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8145242309220917924?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8145242309220917924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8145242309220917924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8145242309220917924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8145242309220917924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-perf-presentation-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-823241152509040048</id><published>2007-09-28T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T08:46:37.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rv-8x2H92RI/AAAAAAAAAFw/R4trCYEN5Qc/s1600-h/CIMG0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116015266244712722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rv-8x2H92RI/AAAAAAAAAFw/R4trCYEN5Qc/s200/CIMG0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First week of 2nd sem. This is it, I've officially reached the halfway point of Poly life. In 2 more years I'll have graduated....I can't remember every single thing that happened this week so I'll put it all in point form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On duty for CCA drive since 10am. No real colour coordination today, except Lisa and I wore peach. Then we had a last-minute performance because the stupid people in charge didn't organise properly. So Jess, Lisa and I (no drums!!! omg) went up to try and defend our club's honour. We didn't die too badly, I think. But the performace was a bit shitty. Played Fly Me To The Moon, Bb Jam Blues and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Started packing up the booth at 1.30, so I was half an hour late for class. But I was hungry, so I had the option of being Very Late, or Even More Late (but full). Went for lunch and delayed for another hour=9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played stuff at our booth the whole time=) Also played lots of funny stuff like Pokemon (when the martial arts clubs were doing demos) and the moon represents my heart. Which is quite suitable since its mid-autumn festival now...hehe.... After that went back to class for BuMs, and MP came back from the hospital! Jimmy has funny hair now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do cca drive today, so I stayed in class the whole time ()=3 Afterwards met Jess Lisa and Nut for lunch in FC6 then broke for gems (they're all in the same class! So lucky =/) This time I'm doing Professional Image, cos I don't want to kill myself this term. The teacher was ok....though she really likes to talk.....-.- Jazzband practice! And this time we actually did work on the Xmas medley=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My longest day: starting at 8am and finishing at 5pm. Was damn late because of the rain, I think I came in an hour after class started&gt;&lt; people ="X"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short 2 hour lesson today, and managed to do pretty well in our group presentation. Shows what a difference last-minute practising can make. Everyone finishes at 12 on Friday (except the Friday gem people), so it was time to guess what? HEAD DOWN TO JAZZBAND AGAIN!!!!!!! =OOOOO We did some decorating (sticking up pictures with 2x-sided tape) and offline 02 Jam. There was a lot of poking as well....&gt;=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only day this week I didn't&lt;s&gt;have to see their faces&lt;/s&gt; meet up with band people. A pretty ordinary day. But went to Novena Square 2 for dinner with grandparents, and tried a new ice cream place: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116014162438117634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rv-7xmH92QI/AAAAAAAAAFo/HXGraGpiJy8/s200/CIMG0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a coffee + ice cream sundae thing. Very yummy, even though I can't stand coffee. They have an arcade at Novena SQ~ Although it's mostly full of kiddy games and rides. No Mariokart, but they have Daytona. And one rather pathetic-looking Beatmania right at the back =x &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another junior band gathering(aren't you sick of them yet?!?!?! =P)! Went to watch Balls of Fury. Damn funny and stupid movie. Then hung around to have dinner and play arcade before the performance at Chijmes (pronounced chij-mes, NOT chimes). Tomorrow REMT assignment grades will be out. I don't have very high hopes for it, seeing as how everything ended up kind of bad in the end. I think I got a B again. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-823241152509040048?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/823241152509040048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=823241152509040048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/823241152509040048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/823241152509040048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-week-of-2nd-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rv-8x2H92RI/AAAAAAAAAFw/R4trCYEN5Qc/s72-c/CIMG0775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-6136860381144595809</id><published>2007-09-25T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T06:59:32.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second day of school. It was all right, but I feel kinda empty:(&lt;p&gt;And emptiness means it's time to eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6136860381144595809?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6136860381144595809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6136860381144595809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6136860381144595809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6136860381144595809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/09/second-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-5699618476409353942</id><published>2007-09-23T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T07:50:46.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of holidays, so I'm enjoying the peace before the chaos starts again. I didn't really do much this time round, I realise. Around start of the year I was doing 2 jobs (ok, 1 was a volunteer thing, and the other one I was fired within a week) and going to school to , this time around I spent all my time either at band or the arcade. But I had a lot more fun this time, even though I was spending money like crazy. &lt;p&gt;I had so much fun I don't feel like going back to school (workaholic Kath wanting to play more?! OH NOES!!!!). Won't be able to see my bf as much after tomorrow....his name is Leslie.....=P &lt;p&gt;I'm going to be staying back at school almost every day this term...damn sia lat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BSF. But that's finishing in a few more weeks, and will be replaced by...&lt;br /&gt;-Jazzband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My only early day I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jazzband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jazzband again. Practice for Sunset Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dip Plus practical test. Ahhhh!!!! &lt;p&gt;And there are all those group assignments we were supposed to have discussed over the break (but didn't, since I was at the arcade most of the time) and omg there's ITP soon and I dont have any lobangs as well as the Christmas concert.....I feel stressed again. Must somehow get my motivation back, and get better grades this sem. I don't think the ones I got justified the amount of work I put in D=&lt;p&gt;Oh well, there's CCA drive tomorrow, so that should be pretty interesting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-5699618476409353942?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5699618476409353942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5699618476409353942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5699618476409353942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5699618476409353942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-day-of-holidays-so-im-enjoying.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-8549547847408855730</id><published>2007-09-19T09:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:33:49.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Band practice again. But didn't jam much songs as 'cher didn't come. Sooo.....&lt;p&gt;Presenting: The Strawberry Split.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uf_oO8wE-Lk/RvFHxITNmmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Zcm7UHJ17nE/s1600-h/Strayberry+Split!+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111945961409452642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uf_oO8wE-Lk/RvFHxITNmmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Zcm7UHJ17nE/s320/Strayberry+Split!+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111954976545806962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uf_oO8wE-Lk/RvFP94TNmnI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zDmcFhiwFSY/s320/Strayberry+Split!+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Poor ice creams melting under the flash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uf_oO8wE-Lk/RvFG3ITNmlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Nyq1zqWduUw/s1600-h/Strayberry+Split!+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111944964977039954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uf_oO8wE-Lk/RvFG3ITNmlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Nyq1zqWduUw/s320/Strayberry+Split!+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The very first of it's kind at Ben &amp; Jerry's...the friendly salespeople thought we were very funny, esp since we were all dressed in yellow =9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8549547847408855730?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8549547847408855730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8549547847408855730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8549547847408855730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8549547847408855730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/09/band-practice-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uf_oO8wE-Lk/RvFHxITNmmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Zcm7UHJ17nE/s72-c/Strayberry+Split!+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-6274163899510556595</id><published>2007-09-13T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:07:44.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Band again today....I'm seeing them every day of the week this holiday. But it's all fun so I'm happy. Did some work (finally!) on our Christmas concert stuff, and we're halfway done. Just need to get everyone in to practice. Other than that, nothing much else happened, since I spent almost the whole day in the club room....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Jessica, in Mariokart you're supposed to dodge the bananas, NOT collect them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6274163899510556595?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6274163899510556595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6274163899510556595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6274163899510556595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6274163899510556595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/09/band-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-9095892849296752077</id><published>2007-09-07T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T08:28:36.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was fun! Went to play at a nursing home in Serangoon with band. We all went to school early to try and practice.....but everything was packed up so ended up sitting around -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107476812511900770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RuFnGbRQ9GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/k2QcIBv2lag/s320/band+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;The wheels on the bus go round and round.....&lt;br /&gt;Got there and waited around for our turn to perform. The performance = Fun! Got to play Fei Wo Qu Yue Liang and Again, my fav songs from the file of jazz scores we have. I liked my solos today cos they didn't sound stupid like they normally do at practice. Only thing is....for some reason I kept playing out of time today, so that was kind of scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the best part was when some of the old people stood up and danced. There was a lady in front of me who was bouncing around in her chair the whole concert, and when we got to the C Jam Blues she and a few others started dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I don't have any pictures....;__;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so....our 30 minutes of fame came to an end...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107479548406068338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RuFplrRQ9HI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QRfWTHBT9PE/s320/jazzband.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...and we returned to our messy clubhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rearranged the instruments, jammed lots of weird songs, and pretty much abused the poor keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107480381629723778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RuFqWLRQ9II/AAAAAAAAAFY/LflB4dZqvHs/s320/jazzband+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the bus again to go for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;Went to PS again. But this time we had Jap food instead of Burger King. After that we went to Yamaha and played with all their instruments without getting chased out :P &lt;p&gt;Then....arcade time again! Teamed up with Adam to play Beatmania 2 on 1 against Jessica. End up cannot win him even with 2 people sharing the buttons &gt;&lt; &lt;p&gt;Then we played Daytona again. I maintained my 2nd place ranking for most of the races....except one when I came in 3rd. But for one of them I managed to beat Jessica! Actually everyone did cos somehow he came in last =p &lt;p&gt;Played a few more games then started heading home. But not before...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107483778948854930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RuFtb7RQ9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BjklBxo_Nvg/s320/jazzband+(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;...taking a picture like a bunch of tourists. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-9095892849296752077?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/9095892849296752077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=9095892849296752077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/9095892849296752077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/9095892849296752077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-fun-went-to-play-at-nursing.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RuFnGbRQ9GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/k2QcIBv2lag/s72-c/band+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-4630801150149992580</id><published>2007-09-05T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:10:12.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Band practice was fun today. Only have to start practising (gasp) scales again to make my shredding better. It's been on a downward slide since June-.- &lt;p&gt;After practice we went to PS to eat for a change. I think we pissed off all the people on the bus cos we kept screaming out suggestions for our Xmas concert. The list is super long now so it should be...interesting-sounding. After eating we all went to play arcade. Waaah haven't practiced on O2 Jam so long so got slaughtered in Guitar Freak. Bishi Bashi was slightly better but hands got tired after a while. And the driving game.....at least I wasnt last!:D (Although people kept making me crash and flip and do all kinds of impossible stunts -.-) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4630801150149992580?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4630801150149992580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4630801150149992580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4630801150149992580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4630801150149992580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/09/band-practice-was-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-303732387978543958</id><published>2007-09-04T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T04:08:08.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just been tagged by MP to do a quiz. Wheee! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out your top 5 bday presents that you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;1. Distinctions for all my exams. Yeah I'm geeky :x&lt;br /&gt;2. A new digital camera&lt;br /&gt;3. Faster shredding skillz&lt;br /&gt;4. A trip to Japan&lt;br /&gt;5. Um....world peace?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;o1. The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;My classmate who is also my auntie!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. your relationship with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Study geeks at school together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. your 5 impressions on him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Talkative. Talkative. Talkative. Talkative. Talkative=P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. the most memorable thing he/she had done for you.&lt;br /&gt;Umm.....talk?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. the most memorable words he/she had said to you.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to say since she says so many:P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. if he/she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Invest in earplugs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;To talk less&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o8. if he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Kill her? :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;Because we were competing over grades 0.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. the most desire thing you want to do for he/she now is ?&lt;br /&gt;For her to get a boyfriend. It will be very entertaining to watch him go deaf&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. your overall impression on him/her&lt;br /&gt;Friendly, geeky in a good way, and always happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. how you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I don't want to know&gt;&lt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. the characteristics you love about yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;My....wonderful.......sense of humour?-_-;;;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. on the contrary the characters that you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Tendency to get stressed over everything -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. the most ideal person you want to be like?&lt;br /&gt;To be not quiet anymore :x&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. for people you care &amp; like, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;HELLO!!!!!!8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. pass this quiz to 10 person that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1. Shell!&lt;br /&gt;2. Char and &lt;br /&gt;3. Abi (good luck for exams, both of you!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Kai&lt;br /&gt;5. Jo&lt;br /&gt;6. Jason (you can just ask him Shell -.-)&lt;br /&gt;7. Jessica&lt;br /&gt;8. Adam&lt;br /&gt;9. Namira &lt;br /&gt;10. Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need more friends. Or at least more friends with blogsT_T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. who is no 6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. is no 9 male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. if no 7 &amp; 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as one is a human and the other is a cat, I'm not too sure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. how about no 8 &amp; 5?&lt;br /&gt;It would be strange 0.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. what is no 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;How to be a mad scientist&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. when was the last time you had a chat with no 3?&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago ;_;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. what kind of music does no 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;Probably jazz:P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. does no 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. will you woo no 3?&lt;br /&gt;She's sorta taken......XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. how about no. 7?&lt;br /&gt;The trumpet will eat me if I try. :x&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. is no 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. what is the surname of no 5?&lt;br /&gt;Chan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. what is the hobby of no 4?&lt;br /&gt;Writing:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do no 5 &amp; 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;They've never met&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. where is no 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Ngee Ann Poly&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. talk something casual about no 1&lt;br /&gt;Anime, books, internetz, music, everything!&lt;3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. have you ever try developing feelings for no 8?&lt;br /&gt;No I havent tried 0.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. where does no 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, of course!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. what colour does no 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;Green.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. are no 5 &amp; 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;They're on good terms&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. does no 7 like no 2?&lt;br /&gt;That would be funny&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. how do you get to know no 2?&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. do no 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;A dog&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few weeks of holiday left....then it's back on the merry-go-round again @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-303732387978543958?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/303732387978543958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=303732387978543958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/303732387978543958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/303732387978543958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-just-been-tagged-by-mp-to-do-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2712019380562975924</id><published>2007-08-29T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T11:01:36.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guitar lesson today. Keep pissing the teacher off cos I only want to practice the pop songs instead of the exam pieces :P Can play (very badly) Starry Starry Night and Suteki da de. And of course Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Cos I can play that on almost every instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then walked over the Grandma's house to dump my stuff there and eat fruit. Had some fun discussing how &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104179338485494802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="268" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RtWwELRQ9BI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5MohwT2ZNLU/s320/count.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;can become &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104179523169088546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RtWwO7RQ9CI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UPRCDABVByg/s320/hakushaku.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't watch it seriously anymore XD DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Might be watching Ratatouille with Shell and Co later today, courtesy of Mum's super secret planning skills. Which are so super and so secret that I don't even know I'm involved until it's too late:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Left for the MRT station just as they started playing mahjong. I don't know what grandma puts in her teh tarik, but it made me really really hyper in Jazzband @_@ Couldn't stop bouncing/spinning on the piano stool. I'm going again tomorrow...probably it's the piano-clinic, since no one else seems to know of it -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to stop being a hermit and find a job soon...one that won't get me fired again so quickly....V.V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I have FF7!!!!! 5 presents! A ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104183985640109106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RtW0SrRQ9DI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1uPOJbv8NvU/s320/yahaha.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2712019380562975924?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2712019380562975924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2712019380562975924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2712019380562975924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2712019380562975924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/08/guitar-lesson-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RtWwELRQ9BI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5MohwT2ZNLU/s72-c/count.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-6841629308835523780</id><published>2007-08-20T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T08:01:59.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only a few more days...then I won't young anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;18 birthday wishes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Distinctions for every exam (even though most of the important ones already released results...:x)&lt;br /&gt;2. GPA 4.0 (Waaah I wish!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Money (Who doesn't want? :D)&lt;br /&gt;4. Food (89)&lt;br /&gt;5. Piano skillz that can pwn everyone&lt;br /&gt;6. Gankutsuou anime (they took them off Youtube!! Noooo!!!D:)&lt;br /&gt;7. LoZ: Phantom Hourglass (although it ain't released yet...haiz...)&lt;br /&gt;8. Kingdom Hearts (can play on dad's PS)&lt;br /&gt;9. Final Fantasy (the 3D ones look fun)&lt;br /&gt;10. More Robin Hobb books&lt;br /&gt;11. Book 4 of Kingdoms of Thorne and Bone series&lt;br /&gt;12. Nice hair&lt;br /&gt;13. More friends&lt;br /&gt;14. To be pretty! &lt;br /&gt;15. And witty!&lt;br /&gt;16. And &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;17. Something special, and.... &lt;br /&gt;18. ...headache medicine (I'm really gonna need it from now on)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6841629308835523780?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6841629308835523780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6841629308835523780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6841629308835523780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6841629308835523780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/08/only-few-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-489180253361930238</id><published>2007-08-18T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T07:43:16.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday had a night out with a few friends from Jazzband to see Chris Brubeck play stuff with the Sgp Chinese Orchestra. It was very inspiring! I want to play like that....then I can be a killer from Manila... I liked the song they did for the guzheng, it was so nice and pretty. And Unsquare Dance cos the lyrics were funny:D&lt;p&gt;I had so much fun that I forgot to pay the ticket buyer&gt;&lt; Sorry Matthew! ^.^&lt;p&gt;Everyone else is going back to school to work...argh why can't I get motivated? I'm just rotting at home being emo. And playing Solitaire cos it's so addictive. &lt;p&gt;I'm booooooooooooored...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-489180253361930238?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/489180253361930238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=489180253361930238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/489180253361930238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/489180253361930238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/08/yesterday-had-night-out-with-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-6845281812881394683</id><published>2007-08-12T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T08:22:07.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kai and Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last Thursday was National Day! But, it was also the day I could meet up with my BFFs from SC! We were celebrating Kai's (slightly belated) birthday. She's 18 now, so she's really old....and my turn is coming soon....I don't wanna be old! &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl! And Jo.......she seems to be in a lot of pics....hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8dXj2Q0XI/AAAAAAAAADg/woOaKjfuIdQ/s1600-h/kaijo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097825593803723122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8dXj2Q0XI/AAAAAAAAADg/woOaKjfuIdQ/s320/kaijo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so patriotic:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8ZYj2Q0PI/AAAAAAAAACg/DT4qYET5f70/s1600-h/all2gether.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097821212937081074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8ZYj2Q0PI/AAAAAAAAACg/DT4qYET5f70/s320/all2gether.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What evil plan are Char and I thinking of....fufufu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097821612369039618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8Zvz2Q0QI/AAAAAAAAACo/GIvZnGF-gu0/s320/ebil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyaah!! We were going to tickle her but Abi took the pic at the wrong time...&gt;&lt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097821870067077394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8Z-z2Q0RI/AAAAAAAAACw/4a24LrmfGxg/s320/ticklinu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like pink drinks, for some reason they taste really nice....or maybe it's just the colour...yumyum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097822681815896354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8auD2Q0SI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VQ978eUDyqQ/s320/pinkdrink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097823180032102722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8bLD2Q0UI/AAAAAAAAADI/Cq10D4o-Qy4/s320/%3DP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My turn to take candid camera shots....&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097823102722691378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8bGj2Q0TI/AAAAAAAAADA/NGbKojLBimg/s320/youreeating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In generic boyband poses (what are we all looking at??)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097824442752487762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8cUj2Q0VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bFzVv_t3qyI/s320/boyband.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lookat my hair lol!)&lt;br /&gt;Closer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097824936673726818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8cxT2Q0WI/AAAAAAAAADY/XPHjFr30RPg/s320/sadakos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097826435617313170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8eIj2Q0ZI/AAAAAAAAADw/pCpjgRisFJw/s320/eaturbrainz.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotcha! &gt;89&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097825907336335746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8dpz2Q0YI/AAAAAAAAADo/FomsyZz_x-Q/s320/lookitmyhairlol.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mwahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that I went to go watch NDP. It was better than last year, cos I can remember what happened (I always forget parades after I watch them) and the music arrangements were nice. Operatic "Singapura Oh Singapura" was my favourite one:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as always, there were pretty fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097829081317167522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8gij2Q0aI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pCyle4XXWSQ/s320/NDP+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097833397759300050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8kdz2Q0dI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kIfCUSIfxe8/s320/NDP+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097831946060353970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8jJT2Q0bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XFoV0Ewco1g/s320/NDP+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097832762104140226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8j4z2Q0cI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tPWxgrjBAr4/s320/NDP+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097834123608773090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8lID2Q0eI/AAAAAAAAAEY/S6Hq_0Kg52s/s320/NDP+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6845281812881394683?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6845281812881394683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6845281812881394683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6845281812881394683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6845281812881394683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-kai-and-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Kai and Singapore!'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rr8dXj2Q0XI/AAAAAAAAADg/woOaKjfuIdQ/s72-c/kaijo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-1133297838366731863</id><published>2007-08-08T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T09:07:35.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's getting hard to post stuff nowadays....nothing really interesting happens....except in my head.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-1133297838366731863?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1133297838366731863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=1133297838366731863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1133297838366731863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/1133297838366731863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-getting-hard-to-post-stuff-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4732984754083347700</id><published>2007-08-06T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T08:59:04.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quite an ok day lah. &lt;p&gt;Other than the fact that I almost destroyed someone's guitar, and it's almost midnight now..... &lt;p&gt;1) I might NOT fail my GEM!&lt;br /&gt;2) I have a group for DVPT! (well, sorta)&lt;br /&gt;3) Wednesday is Mark's birthday which means family dinner which means party night! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095617327778549986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="74" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RrdE9j2Q0OI/AAAAAAAAACY/mDiSVe9_X6U/s320/_kiti__by_tei.gif" width="89" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Waaaah! Why isn't it moving?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4732984754083347700?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4732984754083347700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4732984754083347700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4732984754083347700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4732984754083347700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/08/quite-ok-day-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RrdE9j2Q0OI/AAAAAAAAACY/mDiSVe9_X6U/s72-c/_kiti__by_tei.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-5083839816649367522</id><published>2007-08-03T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:21:19.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOP was pretty nice. I liked the bands that played. Don Moen did some cool country music stuffs, and Delirious? (they have question mark in their name!) did more rockish stuff. Liked theirs a bit more cos parents have a Don Moen CD somewhere so I've heard him plenty of times before. And also cos I'm not an old fogey yet =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not emo anymore!  Mwahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-5083839816649367522?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5083839816649367522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5083839816649367522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5083839816649367522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5083839816649367522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/08/fop-was-pretty-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-5360325497978776737</id><published>2007-08-02T18:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:36:33.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our big presentation was yesterday. The big one. The one where we present the piece of work we've been working on for 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...I really screwed up. Won't fail, but I can kiss my A goodbye (I wanted my A). Still quite disappointed over it, esp since I received lots of positive feedback on it during production. I have no idea why it chose to be shitty that day. Only thing left to do is try harder next time, I suppose:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I'm gonna go to the Festival of Praise. A friend asked me if I wanted tag along, and I'm kind of curious. Shell had a good time when she went, so it sounds pretty interesting. Only it's all the way in Kallang, I think. So far -.-;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least now I won't have to stay back at school as much, and I'll have more time for practice. Went for Jazzband on Wed (so few people turned up) and played really badly...timing was all off....so I really have to start practicing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, Christmas is coming! Jingle Bells!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-5360325497978776737?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5360325497978776737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5360325497978776737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5360325497978776737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5360325497978776737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-big-presentation-was-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-9076016995884977185</id><published>2007-07-31T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:54:53.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY KAI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 18! You're 18! And oooold now! Mwahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-9076016995884977185?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/9076016995884977185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=9076016995884977185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/9076016995884977185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/9076016995884977185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/07/haaaaappy-birthday-kai-youre-18-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2603833458115452630</id><published>2007-07-19T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T07:30:57.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha! Ahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2603833458115452630?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2603833458115452630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2603833458115452630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2603833458115452630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2603833458115452630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/07/hahaha-ahahahaha-hahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-860110548649360935</id><published>2007-07-18T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T07:12:51.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Side effects of my Don't Worry Be Happy self-improvement campaign have started kicking in. I don't know why, but I felt like it was the funnest thing in the world to bounce up and down and skip around campus. Everything just seemed really really funny, cos I was giggling the whole time. And it was really fun too. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I received several queries regarding my mental health, and a few interesting theories. Our (highly amused) lecturer thought I was on drugs or something, and the pair of classmates whose recording session I'd sneaked in to spy on thought it was something of the BGR variety (hah!). &lt;p&gt;Spent the whole afternoon shooting my assignment (which is turning out to be more like a nature video than anything), and trying to get the darn cat to cooperate. As soon as I get the camera in place she walks off. On purpose, because she did it 5 times in a row. Vented frustration by thinking happy thoughts about bunnies and sunshine. &lt;p&gt;Had some fun with the camera taking some narcissistic videos (which will no one will ever be allowed to see) to wait for my temperamental actress to return, and also because I was having a really good hair day. There are many continuity errors in my movie with hair; one day it's black, the next it's brown, it's hanging loose, it ties itself up in a ponytail, stray hairs are popping up like bunnies, I have the flattest head in the universe...etc, etc. &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow will be quite a full day too. Have to scramble to wrap up my song wavs and finish my movie, and there's a presentation to do. &lt;p&gt;Movie &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; be done by tomorrow, Friday latest, and Monday at &lt;strong&gt;ABSOLUTE&lt;/strong&gt; latest. I've tried to avoid last-minute work this year, cos I don't like the feel of chionging much. Not that my efforts really helped, since I've been chionging at full-speed since January. And that was still in my first year. &lt;p&gt;I'm booooooored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e9f3fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Blood Type is AB!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d6e8f6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/ab.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is hard to define - you're very unconventional.&lt;br /&gt;And even if your personality could be defined, it would be completely different next week!&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing and shy, sensitive and thoughtless, you tend to have a very split personality.&lt;br /&gt;This makes you unpredictable. You can be a total angel - and a total devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with: everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Type AB's: Jackie Chan and Marilyn Monroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Inner Blood Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Quirk Factor: 65%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howquirkyareyouquiz/quirky-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so quirky, it's hard for you to tell the difference between quirky and normal.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it, there's little about you that's "normal" or "average."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howquirkyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Quirky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;65%....good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/flowers.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both very knowledgeable and creative.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential.&lt;br /&gt;Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you don't stop working on your dreams, you'll get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt like tulips today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Many Alpha Tendencies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanalphafemalequiz/alpha-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not a total alpha female, but you certainly know how to - and like to - get your way.&lt;br /&gt;You're forceful without being intimidating. You're confident without being vain. A perfect mix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanalphafemalequiz/"&gt;Are You an Alpha Female?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness.&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.&lt;br /&gt;You have one big dream in your life, and you never lose sight of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hm, hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Rainbow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/rainbow.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking and rare&lt;br /&gt;You are totally enchanting and intriguing&lt;br /&gt;But you usually don't stick around long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: seducing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;.....?!!?! And also the gay symbol 0.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Rule Venus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/venus.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus is a mysterious, stormy planet - shrouded in a thick layer of clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Venus, because you are quite emotional and volatile yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions change as rapidly as the weather on Venus, and both you and the planet are incomprehensible to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are not a logical thinker, you are quite empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;You can care for and understand others, but your emotions swirl too quickly to truly understand yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;How things change. I think I was Saturn the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-860110548649360935?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/860110548649360935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=860110548649360935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/860110548649360935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/860110548649360935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/07/side-effects-of-my-dont-worry-be-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4029311349585814743</id><published>2007-07-16T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T18:19:55.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To stop myself going nuts, I'm going to be more positive this week. I'm going to be so positive it's not funny. I'm going to be a flipping kiddy cartoon, because I'm out of ideas how to make stuff less shitty. &lt;p&gt;So far, things are going well, since it's now the Dawn of the Second Day. &lt;p&gt;Watched Harry Potter last Friday. It...was surprisingly un-awful. I quite enjoyed it, despite Order of the Phoenix being my least favourite book. They kept in Fred and George running away from school omg!!! Best moment in the book:D &lt;p&gt;Movie!Umbridge reminded me a bit of a certain Secondary school teacher I had...it's kind of creepy. I didn't imagine as grandmotherly-looking as that, I thought she'd the trying-to-be-hip-but-not-getting-it type. Problem with movie: Dumbledore. What is up with the guy?! How hard is it to act friendly and nice?!?! Isn't Dumbles supposed to be nice and friendly with a perpetual ^__^ expression?!?!?! &lt;p&gt;Deathly Hallows will be out on Saturday. I'm sad the series is ending. I started reading it when I was 11, same as Harry, and now I'm 17, just like Harry :( &lt;p&gt;And 18, in a bit more than a month. Feeling old again. And this year really IS faster. I'm usually looking forward to that elusive day that marks a year of existence, it always seems to take forever. And some days it feels like the day is every day. &lt;p&gt;All right, shut up. Quizzies! &lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Interpersonal Intelligence Score: 55%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoesyourinterpersonalintelligenceratequiz/intelligence-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Interpersonal Intelligence is Average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do well in most group settings, but you also need time to recharge.&lt;br /&gt;So while you can work with people during the day, you may crave your alone time at night.&lt;br /&gt;For you, it's all about balance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoesyourinterpersonalintelligenceratequiz/"&gt;How Does Your Interpersonal Intelligence Rate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#31E4FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Superhero Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#94F1FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/girl.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Superhero Name is The Astro Aardvark&lt;br /&gt;Your Superpower is Demonic&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness is Itching&lt;br /&gt;Your Weapon is Your Toxic Foam&lt;br /&gt;Your Mode of Transportation is Capsule&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Superhero Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Cluster is Introverted Sensing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalityclusterquiz/2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsible, ethical, and trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Loyal, with a sense of roots in your community&lt;br /&gt;Someone who treasures and remembers the past&lt;br /&gt;Adverse to surprises and the unknown&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalityclusterquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Cluster?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Beauty Element is Air&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbeautyelementquiz/air.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're quirky, fresh, and fashionable in a surprising way.&lt;br /&gt;You have a beauty that's all your own, and it changes as quickly as the wind!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbeautyelementquiz/"&gt;What's Your Beauty Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are More Cutthroat Than You Think&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoucutthroatquiz/cutthroat-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you do have that killer instinct lurking in you.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may not be actually cutting throats anytime soon...&lt;br /&gt;You certainly don't mind clawing your way to the top.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoucutthroatquiz/"&gt;Are You Cutthroat?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kekekeke......&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pretty Logical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howlogicalareyouquiz/logic.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit of a wizard when it comes to logic&lt;br /&gt;While you don't have perfect logic, you logic is pretty darn good&lt;br /&gt;Keep at it - you've got a lot of natural talent in this area!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howlogicalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Logical Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Science Fiction Writer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/sci-fi.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideas are very strange, and people often wonder what planet you're from.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may have some problems being "normal," you'll have no problems writing sci-fi.&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's epic films, important novels, or vivid comics...&lt;br /&gt;Your own little universe could leave an important mark on the world!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most anime could be classified under sci-fi....&lt;p&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart is Feeling Shy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourheartfeelingquiz/heart-4.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart certainly has some strong feelings, you're just not sure if you're ready to let them show.&lt;br /&gt;You could be someone's secret admirer, or maybe you just haven't truly expressed how deep your feelings run.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're still a little unsure about how you feel... or your unsure about what reaction you'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, your heart is susceptible to: Clamming up and running away from love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your current outlook on love: Introspective and a bit detached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love life will improve if you: Put yourself out there a little more. If you don't try, you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for: Having a one sided romance - you need to be sure you're feelings are reciprocated&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourheartfeelingquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Heart Feeling?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;They said to pick the one which represented your heart most....aren't all our hearts pink(ish)? 0.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4029311349585814743?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4029311349585814743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4029311349585814743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4029311349585814743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4029311349585814743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-stop-myself-going-nuts-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4595246127478504833</id><published>2007-07-11T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:46:47.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As of today, I have 101 posts. &lt;p&gt;Sounds like a lot, only it's taken me 2 years to get this far. And for most of them I've talked about school, not even teenagery stuff. I like school, even if my work's a bit of a trainwreck right now. Finished watching Ghost Hunt. It's pretty interesting, but towards the end it started edging towards Fantasyland anime, which threw me off a bit cos I was interested by the Non-Fiction thing they had going on. &lt;p&gt;Ah shit, it's cold in here. Why'd I have to pick the computer right under the air-con? I've also got the "cold-spot" in my elective class as well, strangely. Got a bit of a headache wondering how I'm going to salvage my project, crappy drums and embarrassing singing and all. &lt;p&gt;I'm driving myself crazy with trying to make everything Perfect, and that's probably why I'm really miserable now. But if I don't self-motivate, everything will be horrid! So since I'm trying my best, why aren't the ends justified?!?!&lt;p&gt;I need a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4595246127478504833?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4595246127478504833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4595246127478504833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4595246127478504833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4595246127478504833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-of-today-i-have-101-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-5689520218301270864</id><published>2007-07-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:41:30.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If everyone followed their dreams, there would be a heckload less getting done in the world. I consider myself more realist than idealist, but sometimes I wonder... &lt;p&gt;And what happens when your best just isn't enough? Even though you really want it to be? Isn't it depressing to keep bashing your head against the wall over and over? &lt;p&gt;I'm sick of killing myself over quality, only to find nothing's changed. I feel like I'm 15 again, only this time I actually &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; want to hit it well. Which makes it all the more distressing, y'know. &lt;p&gt;I need a hug. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah, this is emo. But so what? I'm still a teenager. Indulge me.&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/16601566-5689520218301270864?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5689520218301270864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5689520218301270864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5689520218301270864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5689520218301270864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-everyone-followed-their-dreams-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-5450798398841970650</id><published>2007-07-06T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T06:07:12.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played with SP Jazzband for Open House yesterday and today. I'm happy, because now I can play without sucking. And I don't get lost as much. For some reason, the lines on the paper have a tendency to jump around and make me get stuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-5450798398841970650?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5450798398841970650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=5450798398841970650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5450798398841970650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/5450798398841970650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/07/played-with-sp-jazzband-for-open-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3369965879600824989</id><published>2007-06-29T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T01:38:17.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought 3 hours wouldn't be enough. But somehow, it all got finished. Even the drum session yesterday went smoothly. Before it took us over an hour just to prepare everything and for the sessionists to get warmed up, but we did it in 45 minutes. And today, I thought I wouldn't be able to finish, since there were 2 big ones to do: bass and e guitar. Did both of em with half an hour to spare. &lt;p&gt;Maybe it was cheating a bit, since I felt a bit intimidated by the guys' studio-knowlege, and so I just sat at the computer and let them set everything up. Still, things are going pretty well....&lt;p&gt;Oh dear, I just jinxed it, didn't I? Whenever I start getting pleased with myself something inevitably screws up. Yesterday, right as I was about to save, the computer exited the programme, deleting my project and everything in it. I screamed a very bad word and was all ready to sink into emo-depression....till MP told me to check the Backups folder. Oh.&lt;p&gt;But it's creepy that it just chose to quit JUST as I'd gotten it down and &lt;i&gt;said&lt;/i&gt; "Ok, we're done." Computers seem to hate me this year.&lt;p&gt;Feeling pretty accomplished now. I suppose I can't feel happy unless I'm being stressed over something. Assignment is starting to sound fun, it'll be even more fun when I get the next part down...&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3369965879600824989?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3369965879600824989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3369965879600824989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3369965879600824989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3369965879600824989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-thought-3-hours-wouldnt-be-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2251524297885195533</id><published>2007-06-26T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T18:50:35.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No more horror animes for me. Only got 4 hours of sleep last night after watching the scariest episode of the season. At school, what's more. Yes, I'm a chicken. MP laughed at me, but that's easy for her since she wasn't wearing the headphones and didn't hear the *squish* *squish* *squish* RAAAAAR&lt;p&gt;With the zombie guy's face filling up the screen as well. I could tell it was coming, but having it suddenly pop up was really creepy. &lt;p&gt;All this stress isn't good for my head. Had to get up super early today and stake out Comtech like the desperado I was just to get a studio booking. We have only a month left to get our assignment done. No time for rewrites, this is definitely what I'll have to hand in. Dammit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2251524297885195533?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2251524297885195533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2251524297885195533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2251524297885195533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2251524297885195533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-more-horror-animes-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2395860875048767855</id><published>2007-06-21T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:52:13.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm getting sick. Darn you, MP, can't you keep your cold to yourself @_@ Or maybe it's the late night I had yesterday. Went wandering around town with Shell and Jas looking for a taxi. About 10 empty ones drove right past us, even when we were waving like a bunch of idiots. &lt;p&gt;Didn't get much work done at school, but I have managed to lasso 2 of my sessionalists into coming in next week. This assignment is turning out to be more of a test of "Out-run, Out-sign, and Out-chope" where the studios are concerned.  &lt;p&gt;Getting a headache at all the stuff I'll have to start doing next week on. And how do I cope? By playing computer games, of course V_V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2395860875048767855?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2395860875048767855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2395860875048767855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2395860875048767855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2395860875048767855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-think-im-getting-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3867065653179534913</id><published>2007-06-16T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T17:42:34.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Play! was great. Listening to all that really nice music helps all the stress go away and reminds me what I'm shooting for. They started with the Mario Theme, and had a cute montage of all the games on the screen, from Gameboy to Gamecube. Right after that they went into Sonic. I used to love that game a lot, even though I kept on dying at the really easy parts. Then they went on to lots of PS titles that I've never heard of but still enjoyed a lot. They played Kingdom Hearts as well, and that was if for the number of recognizable pieces in the first half. &lt;p&gt;After the intermission we were treated to Warcraft (looks fun), HALO (pretty!), Castlevania (fight scenes wow!) and Zeelldaaaa. Went into happy fangirl heaven for those 10 minutes. Though the video could have done with more recent material (where is Twilight Princess????). And to end off the night they did the really famous song that even non-PS-ers have heard of: One-Winged Angel. It's fun to listen to, and the instrumental bit is killer:D Pity they didn't have a video monage, it would have been really effective, especially with all the stuff Advent Children that happens. Though, if they'd done that every girl in the audience would be looking at the screen instead of the orchestra. &lt;p&gt;So much fun. I want to join the orchestra too!!! DD:&lt;p&gt;Next time they come to Singapore I want to go again. Till then, just have to content myself with listening while playing. &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, and Dad is buying himself a Playstation (he wants a driving game) and you know what Playstations mean! FINAL FANTASY!!! B00Y4H!! 8D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3867065653179534913?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3867065653179534913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3867065653179534913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3867065653179534913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3867065653179534913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/06/play-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3703250998750033856</id><published>2007-06-12T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:03:43.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="testResultInfo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;Your Score&lt;!--/t--&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;True Neutral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;58% Good, 48% Chaotic&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="testResultInfoImg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/122/718/12271922432043554246/mt1125994037.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plane of Existence&lt;/b&gt;: The Outlands, "&lt;i&gt;Plane of Concordant Opposition&lt;/i&gt;". Description: The plane between all other outer planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples of True Neutrals (Ethically Neutral, Morally Neutral)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red XIII, "Nanaki" (FFVII)&lt;br /&gt;Vincent Valentine (FFVII)&lt;br /&gt;Cid Highwind (FFVII)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Spock&lt;br /&gt;Linus Torvalds&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Strangelove&lt;br /&gt;Scott Evil&lt;br /&gt;Batman&lt;br /&gt;The Punisher&lt;br /&gt;Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not actively for or against anything. Has his or her own reasons for doing everything. Usually difficult to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep their word if in their best interest&lt;br /&gt;May attack an unarmed foe&lt;br /&gt;May use poison&lt;br /&gt;May help those in need&lt;br /&gt;May work with others&lt;br /&gt;Indifferent to higher authority&lt;br /&gt;Indifferent to organizations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;True Neutral "Pure Neutral"&lt;br /&gt;"Balancer"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some neutral [people] commit themselves philosophically to neutrality. They are of the true neutral alignment as described in Advanced Dungeons &amp; Dragons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true neutral [person] sees good, evil, law, and chaos as prejudices and dangerous extremes. He advocates the middle way of neutrality as the best, most balanced road in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some true neutral [people] actively support balance in the world, and seek to avoid having any one side, law or chaos, good or evil, become too powerful over them or anyone else, and will work against whichever side is the most powerful. They tend to side with the underdog in any situation, and are often opportunistic in their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True neutral is committed to the avoidance of extremes, and is non-judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Alignments and Tendencies (Tendenices are what you would more often sway towards; esp. for Neutrals):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;0-39% Good, 0-39% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;score0=20&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=20&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lawful-Evil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;0-39% Good, 40-60% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;score0=20&amp;amp;score1=50&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neutral-Evil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;0-39% Good, 61-100% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;score0=20&amp;amp;score1=80&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chaotic-Evil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;40-60% Good, 0-39% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;score0=50&amp;amp;score1=20&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lawful-Neutral&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;40-60% Good, 61-100% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;score0=50&amp;amp;score1=80&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chaotic-Neutral&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;61-100% Good, 0-39% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;score0=80&amp;amp;score1=20&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lawful-Good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;61-100% Good, 40-60% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;score0=80&amp;amp;score1=50&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neutral-Good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;61-100% Good, 61-100% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;score0=80&amp;amp;score1=80&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chaotic-Good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=5273602979166955622"&gt;The Alignment Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=xan81"&gt;xan81&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;!--/t--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look how balanced and Zen I am.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3703250998750033856?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3703250998750033856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3703250998750033856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3703250998750033856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3703250998750033856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-score-true-neutral-58-good-48.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7848179232706317458</id><published>2007-06-10T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:12:21.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Term's over. No more stress, no more exams, no more presentations....for about 2 weeks. Then it's back to panic mode. I've been lazing around the past 3 days, sleeping the whole day (sorry for daoing people on msn:P), eating junk food and kicking Ben's ass in Super Smash Bros. Dammit, Friday could have gone a lot better. That, definitely was not how I normally do stuff, and it's still pissing me off how my off-day chose to fall just then. I think I'll pass but I know that I can kiss my distinction goodbye. &lt;p&gt;But life goes on, and there are plenty of fun things to do now that school's closed. PLAY!! is this Friday, and I'm geekily looking forward to that. Going out with Char on Thursday to have another fun movie-arcade-animemarathon outing; and shooting my assignment with MP on Friday. Which is going to be LOTS of fun, I tell ya. &gt;:D&lt;p&gt;I think I've been trying to work too hard during school, cos now that there's nothing I feel all twitchy. Must....get.....homework....done!!!&gt;.&lt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7848179232706317458?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7848179232706317458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7848179232706317458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7848179232706317458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7848179232706317458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/06/terms-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-3646497863007917406</id><published>2007-06-07T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T18:10:20.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the day. Have not had any heart attacks yet, but I'm sure they'll get here soon. Just 2 hours.....&lt;p&gt;Then it'll be over and there'll be lots of fun things to do... Must. Not. Panic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3646497863007917406?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3646497863007917406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3646497863007917406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3646497863007917406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3646497863007917406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/06/todays-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2190861818385589870</id><published>2007-05-31T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:33:08.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My xing is too tong to remake my assignment properly. :( Presentation on Tuesday also, so i'm kinda dead. Stupid computers. I want to break them. &gt;:( &lt;p&gt;Can't wait to watch Shrek 3, I hope it's happier than all the Part 3 movies I've seen this year so far. Am going to try and get out of presenting next week somehow. I really really don't want to now. Have no ideas what to do and am getting stressed rushing lots of things. With all this stress, I may very well be SephiKath by graduation. @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2190861818385589870?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2190861818385589870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2190861818385589870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2190861818385589870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2190861818385589870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-xing-is-too-tong-to-remake-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7950387295156424379</id><published>2007-05-28T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:00:52.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rluy4dyYnGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/A1t2tMGNJ9Q/s1600-h/sobz.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069842488673999970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rluy4dyYnGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/A1t2tMGNJ9Q/s320/sobz.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn school computer ate my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RluyxNyYnFI/AAAAAAAAACI/irWEjKKy_Vo/s1600-h/sob.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069842364119948370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RluyxNyYnFI/AAAAAAAAACI/irWEjKKy_Vo/s320/sob.png" 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/16601566-7950387295156424379?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7950387295156424379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7950387295156424379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7950387295156424379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7950387295156424379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/damn-school-computer-ate-my-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/Rluy4dyYnGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/A1t2tMGNJ9Q/s72-c/sobz.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-8965315711303832065</id><published>2007-05-27T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T18:23:34.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>End of E-learning week. Time for stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-8965315711303832065?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8965315711303832065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=8965315711303832065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8965315711303832065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/8965315711303832065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/end-of-e-learning-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-4088017861154407677</id><published>2007-05-24T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T08:51:04.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just saw Pirates 3. Lots of fun to watch, plenty of funny bits, and we get to see CJS Senior. But. What the fuck is up with that ending??? I mean, you're bloody Disney. What's wrong with you????? D:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-4088017861154407677?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4088017861154407677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=4088017861154407677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4088017861154407677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/4088017861154407677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-saw-pirates-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2061308108369944868</id><published>2007-05-23T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T21:42:43.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.........</title><content type='html'>2 days since Grad performance. Which was a mix of emotions. It wasn't curl-up-and-die-ingly bad, nor was it a complete pwnfest. Except for maybe the Pirates Medley :D That was fun. We were so special like the geeks we were, playin soundtrack music! &lt;p&gt;The day after, aka yesterday that I went to school and plonked my butt in front of a computer for 3 hours and finished most of my E-learning, and my MIDI. I'm quite happy with how it sounds. Gave me a big headache to put together, but nice to listen to. Hope I don't kana have to present it next week, cos I haven't listened to it enough times to build up performance confidence for it &gt;.&lt; &lt;p&gt;After that met Shell at Great World City since we were gonna have a small family thing. We were there early so we went into a bookshop and talked about indie fantasy and stuff. And we made fun of the kiddie books ("My Magical Pony"...) and bashed Eragon a bit. I think I feel like reading it now that she pointed out a few...unintentionally suggestive scenes XD &lt;p&gt;Our 2 little cousins arrived soon after and they went to that cd shop to buy stuff. They blew all their cash on Avril Lavigne and stuff, so we treated them to Ben N Jerry's. Merlionster yum! I love cookie dough fron BNJ. Their brownies are so nice and chewily sweet. Then we went to the petshop to disturb the cute little animal friends, after which we went to the arcade. Now the 2 of them are addicted to table hockey. Aaah, memories...I remember when I played table hockey so long ago. It'd be really cool if they invented a 4-player version, where everyone had a goal at their side of the table. &lt;p&gt;And now it's today. I'm sick of going back to school every day of my e-learning week, so I'm staying at home. Also, I still have a shitload of work to do: 1000+ word essay, teaching resource, song plan, graphics idea sketch(es), and er...that's about it. Ok, it's not that much, but all the stress stems from my perfectionism. Specially since I really need to get better grades this year. THey're offering only &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt; scholarships! TWO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2061308108369944868?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2061308108369944868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2061308108369944868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2061308108369944868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2061308108369944868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='.........'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2388186640679940686</id><published>2007-05-20T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:23:55.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm panicking. &lt;p&gt;Next time, Listen To Your Bloody Brain, you moron &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2388186640679940686?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2388186640679940686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2388186640679940686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2388186640679940686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2388186640679940686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-panicking.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-7537054737377030977</id><published>2007-05-18T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T22:22:37.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stresss! Cannot cope!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok. I know homework's piling up to the skyscrapers, my head's on the verge of exploding, fingers have developed a nervous twitch and ears are begging for death, but. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL NOT PANIC &lt;p&gt;E-learning status: 20% complete. &lt;p&gt;Overall homework status: Less han 10% &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stuff to do this week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;BuMs: Essay topic post&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;Completed as of 19/5/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;MiDi: Writeup and piece&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;A bit chim, but I think I'll live. For the latter I may just decide to pon class on the presentation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;MuST: Homework pending&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's been getting weirder this year, must not get lazy in this. &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;DVPT: ??? and movie&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shooting will have to start soon...urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;GEM: Pending as well&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hopefully it's another writeup, since lots of us don't have the appropriate software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;GDIT: Collage idea&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;Think I have something, but the idea is a bit too blurry in my head to be even sketched out. Shit, it has to be done by this week so I can do it in the next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;ReMT: Group writeup and individual project&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;The biggest headache of all. Nobody wants me in their group, I don't know what I want I don't know what I want IdontknowwhatIwant my compass is going nuts and all the booking dates are being filled up I'm gonna dieeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ice cream date with cousins&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;Actual day still being planned. Maybe we can even check out those ice cream places that were in the papers today. Mmmm...ice cream...maybe I'll go for a walk down to Novena for the nice black sesame one I had a few weeks ago. I really should do something to break the monotony. I'm just sitting in front of the computer every day now. &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crazy exam practice&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;Every day, as usual. And try not to destroy the piano any more whenever it's a bad day and I feel the need to beat something up. The poor thing's already starting to sound off. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than all that, I'm pretty ok for now....just don't panic. But, heh, stress isn't stopping me from surfing the Net to blog and stuff. Got a haircut yesterday, and the past few days have been pretty fun, since I'm able to have lots of discussions about books, anime, abstract art, and the colour of the Circle MRT line with my favouritest old cousin. Think we're all meeting up again next saturday at grandparents' for their anniversary party. W00+! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-7537054737377030977?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7537054737377030977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=7537054737377030977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7537054737377030977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/7537054737377030977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/stresss-cannot-cope.html' title='Stresss! Cannot cope!!!!'/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-2991520338633953962</id><published>2007-05-08T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T08:25:28.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh fuck. ATCL letter's here. Death day in 3 weeks. I wasn't expecting to get the notification till around the end of May! Those liars! I said I wanted MID-June! Shitshitshit gonna die. And there's all those assignments and the studios are broken and now I can't look forward to the grad concert cos there's this right after it.....Dammit I should have practiced more! Only been going on barely an hour these past few days, cos I was trying to finish all my work. Stupid assignments, they're gonna make me fail and toss 2 years down the drain. As well as a shitload of money, registering is damn expensive. ShitshitshithsithsitshitshitshitshitSHIIIT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-2991520338633953962?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2991520338633953962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=2991520338633953962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2991520338633953962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/2991520338633953962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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-16601566.post-6894009940285552310</id><published>2007-05-08T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T06:52:49.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVPT Presentation went smoothly today. Am shocked. Most shocked by the fact that I didn't really need to repeat myself to ensure I was heard (why do teachers always sit at the back of the classroom???). Also, it was nice to know people were listening, since I'm used to things getting chatty and noisy when I'm doing public speaking. Not that that's a bad thing, it means they're not looking at me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062186560202226210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RkB_2xucOiI/AAAAAAAAABw/6Xg3sYn3mHw/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, after 3 hours of working on DVPT. Already going slightly crosseyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062187028353661490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RkCASBucOjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ojpaZ7rPsWo/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After 10 hours when I finally completed it, late at night. +100000 glasses degree. &lt;p&gt;Shell, you're back! Ice cream together, yes yes? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-6894009940285552310?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6894009940285552310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=6894009940285552310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6894009940285552310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/6894009940285552310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/dvpt-presentation-went-smoothly-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pIi8gcPk1gc/RkB_2xucOiI/AAAAAAAAABw/6Xg3sYn3mHw/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16601566.post-3513387555058795869</id><published>2007-05-05T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T03:36:26.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do all my bright ideas come at the eleventh hour? I like the ideas, yes, but not the stress &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16601566-3513387555058795869?l=canofcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3513387555058795869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16601566&amp;postID=3513387555058795869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3513387555058795869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16601566/posts/default/3513387555058795869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canofcoke.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-do-all-my-bright-ideas-come-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Can-of-Coke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608585947145507124</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>
