<?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-4736610790904455067</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:51:06.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haphazard Records</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-8376049142551671354</id><published>2011-02-10T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T14:41:35.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quater Life Crisis?</title><content type='html'>Coincidentally, my posts have reached a quarter of a way to 1000. Wow time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of my week,&lt;br /&gt;Oriole Cafe has offered me a job that's same pay and provides more experience. ORIOLE LEH. The people who've won Barista Competitions. Hullo Janice, why are you even thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-8376049142551671354?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8376049142551671354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8376049142551671354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8376049142551671354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8376049142551671354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2011/02/quater-life-crisis.html' title='Quater Life Crisis?'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-287966638035316824</id><published>2010-12-24T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T02:36:54.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAX</title><content type='html'>I just started and I'm at my limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had it to here (gestures at neck).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to revamp myself and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Janice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-287966638035316824?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/287966638035316824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=287966638035316824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/287966638035316824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/287966638035316824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/12/max.html' title='MAX'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3272388328690838842</id><published>2010-10-05T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T19:37:10.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Back?</title><content type='html'>Okay the cricket symphony can stop now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back.....? Maybe. Hopefully for more than one post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life was moving at hyper speed after doing the AW courses with my National Geographic Cafe job. Put a lot of time and effort in for the latter which paid off cause,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M PROMOTED AND I GOT A PAY RAISE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy. :D&lt;br /&gt;It's actually quite early for my appraisal, but I'm not exactly complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm having a fever so I'm just rotting in my room. Staying awake for only 2hrs or less. I'm just refusing to see a doctor cause my temperature keeps going up and down. What if I go see the doc and my temp is fine? Then wasted right?! UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda need to get better. FAST. Or else my manager refuses to let anyone play Words with Friends with me. And because I really hate just rotting and not being able to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work! Some of the behind the scenes photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah my Lover in Nat Geo made Bolognese for lunch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs409.snc4/47185_492701453153_609683153_6957801_7425958_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 318px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs409.snc4/47185_492701453153_609683153_6957801_7425958_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Evelyn my other mummy at Nat Geo made tang yuan for Shane and me. Awwww. ^^ She also made sweet corn for us on another day. Doesn't she feel like a mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs631.snc4/59121_430816333460_514078460_5176197_114415_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 481px; height: 360px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs631.snc4/59121_430816333460_514078460_5176197_114415_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall be off now. To eat dinner and then fall asleep again. Still debating with myself whether to go to the docs. I know I better not push my luck but I mean it's just a fever right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3272388328690838842?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3272388328690838842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3272388328690838842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3272388328690838842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3272388328690838842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-back.html' title='I am Back?'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3363797566855316157</id><published>2010-05-31T22:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:46:51.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photogenic</title><content type='html'>My 2 poster dogs. I wanna sign Patches up for dog modelling. I didn't know he was photogenic. Stealing the spotlight from Sport. Yes Sport, you grumpy old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/TAPKBjNwcyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/sYnvNMhU-K8/s1600/spaches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/TAPKBjNwcyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/sYnvNMhU-K8/s400/spaches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477443699794277154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking. Cute.&lt;br /&gt;It's the Jack Russell in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got them to sit and pose by holding up chicken in front of them. Which after this shot, Patches pounced on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ears. That's Patches trademark. The left ear never flops down like the right ear. I am still wondering if he knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/TAPLSS5h-UI/AAAAAAAAA3w/eRQlAIvdqkQ/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/TAPLSS5h-UI/AAAAAAAAA3w/eRQlAIvdqkQ/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477445086983878978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3363797566855316157?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3363797566855316157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3363797566855316157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3363797566855316157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3363797566855316157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/05/photogenic.html' title='Photogenic'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/TAPKBjNwcyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/sYnvNMhU-K8/s72-c/spaches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-1410638848801535864</id><published>2010-05-26T00:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T01:54:38.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn! BURRRNNN!!! -Geek Post-</title><content type='html'>Just finished&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dante's Inferno &lt;/span&gt;on my Xbox and I also managed to complete &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assassins Creed 2&lt;/span&gt; a few days back. Cool, I'm burning through my pile of games I need to finish or I can't buy new games like my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragon's Age&lt;/span&gt; sequel....&lt;br /&gt;I'm able to marathon my games this week cause I dont need to work! And I'm kinda sick so I don't get to leave the house. I play for awhile then sleep from medicine drowsiness then wake up and play again till my next dose of meds knock me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mass Effect 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;/span&gt; next! I got the game cause there's a really controversial lesbian scene for like 3 seconds. It's supposed to be banned in Singapore. It was on the news and all. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Over-reacting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bioware is pretty liberal about sex... Lots of their games have lesbian sex. Yes I have played those games. Shut. Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT &lt;/span&gt;just before you think of me as a shallow person, I also bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mass Effect&lt;/span&gt; on the grounds that it is a highly rated Xbox exclusive game. However, I reaaallllyy don't like sci-fi stuff like outer space inter-galactic battles.... Ugh just play it for the novelty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whoa Dante's Inferno was seriously M18, or the M18 rating is an understatement. I think I have officially scene the most gore/sex/horror that can be put into one game.&lt;br /&gt;Check out this scene:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The visuals are so beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EYnzKbHcRBk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EYnzKbHcRBk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh...&lt;br /&gt;1. What the heck is she wearing? It looks like a Venus Fly Trap.&lt;br /&gt;2. DEEP TONGUE KISSING IN A VIDEOGAME OMG! -frantically flapping-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think the game sounds like the Divine Comedy, you are right. It's pretty much loyal to the Italian Poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for more game releases, my pile of green colour cover xbox games is increasing! I should sell some for money but I feel a collector's/gamer's pride in seeing my games pile higher than the Eiffel Tower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1410638848801535864?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1410638848801535864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1410638848801535864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1410638848801535864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1410638848801535864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/05/burn-burrrnnn-geek-post.html' title='Burn! BURRRNNN!!! -Geek Post-'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-7853906860970939602</id><published>2010-05-19T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:26:47.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>Need. Massive. Cheering. Up.&lt;br /&gt;Too much shit happened in 1 day. Too much. You only can handle so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED TO FEEL HAPPY. Damn it, out of chocolates... Nvm, got something else equally effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pQTYztzR8w&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pQTYztzR8w&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH!!! WHOOOO!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;POKEMON!!!&lt;/span&gt; I remember Pokemon Yellow the game was the closest thing to the show cause Pikachu wouldn't stay in its pokeball. But my game was in Japanese so I had no idea why Pikachu wouldn't stay in its Pokeball. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I always thought Gary was the hottest animated guy. 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had his own theme song when he appeared on screen. I was so inspired. For a brief period in my life I had my own theme song which will play in my head everytime I walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REMEMBER THIS I REMEMBER THIS! I was so afraid of Gary and my hands will get all sweaty when I hear his music but he was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWw64cWgWsI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWw64cWgWsI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my gameboy had no colour. So I am beyond authentic...or just really old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play pokemon so bad now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;JONATHAN GROFF HAD TOO BRIEF AN APPEARANCE ON GLEE. Damn it hot guy. All hot and talented guys are gay. I was only watching Glee cause Groff was on it... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffeshop down the road... Why.. I wis-...wh-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brawls-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Removed tagboard. Spammers are pissing me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7853906860970939602?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7853906860970939602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7853906860970939602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7853906860970939602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7853906860970939602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/05/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-5475223468169011832</id><published>2010-05-17T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T12:42:55.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast for the Eyes</title><content type='html'>SCARJO SCARJO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Omfg so hot and sexy. I didn't think she could look so hot. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://scarlettjohanssonpictures.com/bulkupload/Scarlett-Johansson/Scarlett-Johansson-70.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 243px;" src="http://scarlettjohanssonpictures.com/bulkupload/Scarlett-Johansson/Scarlett-Johansson-70.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks so much better as a Brunette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://turbo.inquisitr.com/wp-content/Scarlett-Johansson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 339px;" src="http://turbo.inquisitr.com/wp-content/Scarlett-Johansson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trivia: Johansson has been voted as having the best breasts in Hollywood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH MY WORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katy Perry's I Kissed a Girl was inspired by Johansson's full lips. Johansson said she's flattered but her lips are already taken. &lt;/span&gt; (heart shattered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked terrible in The Other Boleyn Girl. Hello, who's that beside Natalie Portman? Is that you Scarlett?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/03_01/boleyngirl4L_468x306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 249px;" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/03_01/boleyngirl4L_468x306.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarjo and Natport!!! HABBAWIHIJAFUUWA!!! -nose bleed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/02_02/JohanssonWIRE1602_468x656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 429px;" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/02_02/JohanssonWIRE1602_468x656.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nat's too sweet. You can't bring yourself to do anything to her." - Alyya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Queen Amidala. Yeah, don't wanna mess with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hollywoodhatesme.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/queen-amidala-754048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 335px;" src="http://hollywoodhatesme.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/queen-amidala-754048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished Darksiders, finally. 16/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5475223468169011832?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5475223468169011832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5475223468169011832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5475223468169011832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5475223468169011832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/05/feast-for-eyes.html' title='Feast for the Eyes'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3370368966920272273</id><published>2010-05-13T19:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:47:13.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whacked Reading</title><content type='html'>Do not leisure read 2 books simultaneously. Destroys the essence of the book when you get mixed up about the characters. I was reading "The Historian" - Elizabeth Kostova and "Angels and Demons"- Dan Brown.&lt;br /&gt;Harvard, Oxford, Harvard, Oxford, Harvard, Oxford.........................&lt;br /&gt;No choice if you're a lit student. I remember saying Cassio/Iago was in King Lear.... =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bookshops are bad. Like places that sell books....Especially for Literature students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Lou: Okay I have to stop looking at books or else I'll be like "WHOAH I JUST SPENT $100 ON BOOKS".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me: This is how you know you're a lit student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Lou: When you have this strange attraction for books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that I love reading yahoo answers tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Never read it in the office cause you're not allowed to laugh out loud there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLLOLOMFGWTF People are such assholes. It's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l252omnnl11qzv9ieo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 448px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l252omnnl11qzv9ieo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That explains so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l219khBPDp1qzv9ieo1_r1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 514px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l219khBPDp1qzv9ieo1_r1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Died. From. Laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1pa0qwZ9Z1qzv9ieo1_r1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 467px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1pa0qwZ9Z1qzv9ieo1_r1_500.jpg" alt="" 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/4736610790904455067-3370368966920272273?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3370368966920272273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3370368966920272273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3370368966920272273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3370368966920272273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/05/whacked-reading.html' title='Whacked Reading'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-181337779562934259</id><published>2010-05-12T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T20:52:49.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those were the days</title><content type='html'>Man I really miss those mad JC days with all my nut job friends.&lt;br /&gt;Alyya, Lou, Nic I love them all so very very much. Hanging out with them today made me laugh more in 1 day than ever this entire year. I enjoyed myself. AND THE FOOD TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome friends. All the things we did in JC.... Memories to last a life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry didn't get a shot of alyya. But there was really nothing to see about her. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S-qeZv7Y2_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Bu4wp760PWE/s1600/IMG_0029%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S-qeZv7Y2_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Bu4wp760PWE/s400/IMG_0029%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470358862594366450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEOUL GARDEN!!!! Bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S-qeZVJC0wI/AAAAAAAAA3A/lVPBZuwW9L0/s1600/IMG_0028%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S-qeZVJC0wI/AAAAAAAAA3A/lVPBZuwW9L0/s400/IMG_0028%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470358855403885314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot about the funniest thing which happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I had big eyes last time but the eye bags pushed up and made my eyes small" - Louisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4bebf58c6bbf8172f3340" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;Things Louisa says which seem to sound  logical but doesn't make any sense. I'm awaiting her next (logical)  revelation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-181337779562934259?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/181337779562934259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=181337779562934259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/181337779562934259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/181337779562934259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/05/those-were-days.html' title='Those were the days'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S-qeZv7Y2_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Bu4wp760PWE/s72-c/IMG_0029%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-4872789878394742685</id><published>2010-05-07T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:22:07.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;Your result for The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test ...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Geek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 % Nerd, 65% Geek, 43% Dork&lt;br /&gt;For The Record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.&lt;br /&gt;A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.&lt;br /&gt;A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.&lt;br /&gt;You scored better than half in Geek, earning you the title of: Pure Geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that you're a school junkie, like the nerd, and you don't really stand out in a crowd, like the dork, you just have some interests that aren't quite mainstream. Perhaps it's anime, perhaps it's computers, perhaps it's bottlecaps, perhaps it's all of those and more. Your interests take you to events and gatherings that are filled with people you find unusual and beyond-the-pale, but you don't quite consider yourself "of that crowd." Instead, you consider yourself to be fairly normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PG9h1CS1dfo/S9leBxr-nhI/AAAAAAAAMAc/GLpoifxlp1I/s1600/daily_picdump_402_640_109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 336px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PG9h1CS1dfo/S9leBxr-nhI/AAAAAAAAMAc/GLpoifxlp1I/s1600/daily_picdump_402_640_109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Joyce:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PG9h1CS1dfo/S96j7YOn4wI/AAAAAAAAMB0/cLePErcuU7Q/s1600/daily_picdump_403_640_152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 483px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PG9h1CS1dfo/S96j7YOn4wI/AAAAAAAAMB0/cLePErcuU7Q/s1600/daily_picdump_403_640_152.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as Singapore's education....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://graphjam.com/2009/09/01/song-chart-meme-college-degree-requirements/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 381px;" class="mine_5073675" title="song-chart-memes-degree-requirements" src="http://graphjam.wordpress.com/files/2009/08/song-chart-memes-degree-requirements.jpg" alt="song chart memes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://graphjam.com/"&gt;Funny Graphs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna try Linux. Singapore doesnt sell it. Ah my homeland....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://graphjam.com/2009/09/18/song-chart-memes-operating-systems/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 388px;" src="http://graphjam.wordpress.com/files/2009/09/song-chart-memes-operating-systems.jpg" alt="song chart memes" title="song-chart-memes-operating-systems" class="mine_2623945984" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://graphjam.com/"&gt;Funny Graphs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-4872789878394742685?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4872789878394742685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4872789878394742685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4872789878394742685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4872789878394742685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-musings.html' title='Random Musings'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_PG9h1CS1dfo/S9leBxr-nhI/AAAAAAAAMAc/GLpoifxlp1I/s72-c/daily_picdump_402_640_109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-594037694188896561</id><published>2010-05-05T00:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T01:11:29.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.marinabaysands.com/TemplateEntertaiment.aspx?id=124&amp;amp;terms=lion+king"&gt;Marina Bay Sands The Lion King&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OCTOBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM GONNA WATCH THE LION KING MUSICAL!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M GONNA WATCH THIS EVEN IF NO ONE ELSE WANTS TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me you must watch this musical. Unless you hate Disney/music/people on stages with your guts, YOU MUST WATCH THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I caught it in London once. BUT IT'S COMING TO SINGAPORE AND I AM GONNA CATCH IT AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES YES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They use on-stage puppets, like Avenue Q, however the actors completely incorporate themselves into being the character, and not just a cloth figure dancing on their hands. &lt;br /&gt;Stupid people, don't just go &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"OOO I WATCHED PHANTOM OF THE OPERA! I'M A MUSICAL GEEK!"&lt;/span&gt; Meeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Done to death.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it Singapore... I always wanted to watch the original broadway casts in musicals. That's where the talent pot is. But since I don't live near broadway, I have to catch some touring cast or an Asian cast(Avenue Q I'm looking at you) perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won the Tony Awards for Best Costume Design. Do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giraffes &lt;3 and that's one hell of a freaking cute Simba. I didn't see them sell it at the gift shop in London. All I got was the Mug, Shirt and the CD. Damn I'm boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPAo389cQ4U&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPAo389cQ4U&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cannot. Friggin. Wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wanna watch Les Miserables..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-594037694188896561?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/594037694188896561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=594037694188896561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/594037694188896561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/594037694188896561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/05/marina-bay-sands-lion-king-october-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-84695494287338751</id><published>2010-04-29T11:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:45:22.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Languistical</title><content type='html'>Okay so Linguistics and Multilingual studies, how much do I actually want to do this course. It's such a new area of expertise especially in Singapore. What career prospects? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. But I might just do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn the history of language, why people speak. How did it come about and how our brains automatically learn a method of communication past whining and crying when we need to eat by the age of 5? &lt;br /&gt;Sharon and I were discussing the occupational hazard of me being well versed in language. Hm. I get to learn a 3rd language too! Can't decide I wanna learn everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the clothes you wear or the food you eat which makes you human, it's the language you speak! There I said it, someone &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;shoot me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already influenced just by being near the linguistics professors. I just thought about it while walking through the liguistics department. &lt;br /&gt;Whoosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to add that the Sandman officially hates me. I havent slept properly for 24hrs, since 28/04 8am. I'm super sleepy but I cant fall asleep. Double coffee shot before my driving lesson then. Will. Need. To. Pee. In. Car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-84695494287338751?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/84695494287338751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=84695494287338751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/84695494287338751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/84695494287338751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/04/languistical.html' title='Languistical'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-4104749495806919180</id><published>2010-04-22T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:55:06.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating......</title><content type='html'>As requested of Alyya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bloody lazy to write up another long winded blog post so just 2 things to note about my life:&lt;br /&gt;1) I passed FTT&lt;br /&gt;2) OMGWTFBBQ JONATHAN GROFF ON GLEE WITH LEA MICHELE! SPRING AWAKENING REVISTED!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-4104749495806919180?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4104749495806919180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4104749495806919180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4104749495806919180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4104749495806919180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/04/updating.html' title='Updating......'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-165326574177704317</id><published>2010-03-05T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:38:13.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made It</title><content type='html'>Perhaps the most apt song to describe my life now is 'I Made It - Kevin Rudolf, Birdman, Lil Wayne and Jay Sean'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A level results were way better than expected. I'm surprised. I made it to the 3 local Unis. Of course my parents are really happy and proud of me. Well... =)&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really want to get down to applying for my courses yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is so awesome. I also remember a 10 year old or so Janice playing the first few pokemon game that ever came out. I miss those times. I have no idea how many pokemon or what kinds there are now.&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon, what happened to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/It6xj40UVRM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/It6xj40UVRM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-165326574177704317?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/165326574177704317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=165326574177704317&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/165326574177704317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/165326574177704317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-made-it.html' title='I Made It'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-3894258658940716132</id><published>2010-02-26T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T02:51:24.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES I FOUND IT</title><content type='html'>Omg finally found the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ur-XFzcpUdk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ur-XFzcpUdk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always miss the damn name of the song when 91.3 says it. TOO BUSY WORKING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Ain aka Yinyin aka lionking maths fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Customer leave $1.40 change! You take 60cents I take 60cents"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3894258658940716132?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3894258658940716132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3894258658940716132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3894258658940716132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3894258658940716132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/02/yes-i-found-it.html' title='YES I FOUND IT'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-2187889526134496583</id><published>2010-02-08T04:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T04:37:54.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak Differently</title><content type='html'>I learnt a few Malay words from Ain at work today. It's something normal and polite; Excuse Me. I am the minority in this case. Seriously, anyone who learns a new language always asks to be taught how to swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is something to make life easy for anyone who wants to be a vulgar multilingual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S28kT1T7GOI/AAAAAAAAA24/sWd5SVJBjiY/s1600-h/funny-infographic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S28kT1T7GOI/AAAAAAAAA24/sWd5SVJBjiY/s400/funny-infographic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435603198406236386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://standardmadness.com/featured/100-ways-of-saying-fuck-you"&gt;STANDARD MADNESS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-2187889526134496583?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/2187889526134496583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=2187889526134496583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2187889526134496583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2187889526134496583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/02/speak-differently.html' title='Speak Differently'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S28kT1T7GOI/AAAAAAAAA24/sWd5SVJBjiY/s72-c/funny-infographic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-728411365592530719</id><published>2010-01-31T13:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:17:25.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREAT BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Late blogging cause work is just ultra busy and when I'm home, I'm too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Justina's taking too long to upload the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got a couple of food pictures from my birthday...Dinner at some place around Bedok. This Chinese Restaurant... which I have no idea what's the name. The food was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood wrapped in Crepe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URCm01c0I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/OexlZmReMJY/s1600-h/28012010066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URCm01c0I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/OexlZmReMJY/s400/28012010066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432767261971936066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIED ICECREAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2UREblra5I/AAAAAAAAA2o/WTreLV-UqS8/s1600-h/28012010069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2UREblra5I/AAAAAAAAA2o/WTreLV-UqS8/s400/28012010069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432767293315312530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justina, Joyce - Double Whammy J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URD2LngaI/AAAAAAAAA2g/mFxiUHS5118/s1600-h/28012010067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URD2LngaI/AAAAAAAAA2g/mFxiUHS5118/s400/28012010067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432767283273892258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justina Joyce and Joy - TRIPLE WHAMMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URDVnE_iI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/jXx6GgGQBeY/s1600-h/28012010068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URDVnE_iI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/jXx6GgGQBeY/s400/28012010068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432767274530700834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Work yesterday: Vic was craving to eat something, so we made waffle for ourselves. Divided the waffle into 4 parts and put our individual toppings&lt;br /&gt;Ain - Maple syrup with Cookies and Cream(top left)&lt;br /&gt;Vic - Maple syrup with Brownies and Cream(bottom left)&lt;br /&gt;Joyce - Chocolate syrup with Rocky Road(top right)&lt;br /&gt;Me - Chocolate syrup with Malt Krispies(bottom right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URFH_fSuI/AAAAAAAAA2w/t4JX1Xenp9U/s1600-h/30012010070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URFH_fSuI/AAAAAAAAA2w/t4JX1Xenp9U/s400/30012010070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432767305234729698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I like how we're completely leaving Suresh out of this. Just ignoring him" - Vic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to go work soon. I'm completely sore. The ice cream is so freaking hard to scoop. Esp the strawberry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-728411365592530719?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/728411365592530719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=728411365592530719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/728411365592530719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/728411365592530719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/01/great-birthday-late-blogging-cause-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S2URCm01c0I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/OexlZmReMJY/s72-c/28012010066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-5083368248779998847</id><published>2010-01-28T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:51:07.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY MY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first celebration was at my workplace with Ain and Suresh. Suresh made chocolate brownie and put a candle on it. THEN HE STARTED SINGING THE BIRTHDAY SONG. LOUDLY. I told him to stop cause there was still quite a few customers. Luckily Ain didn't join. Ain made a mudpie to eat and Suresh poured baileys over it. Also gave me half a test-tube of baileys to drink. Omg drinking on the job. Can this job get any cooler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day tomorrow. I need to go sleep NAO. But i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In My Head is stuck in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU-ZQWZSGfc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU-ZQWZSGfc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5083368248779998847?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5083368248779998847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5083368248779998847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5083368248779998847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5083368248779998847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/01/19th-birthday.html' title='19th birthday!'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-2246168275428212034</id><published>2010-01-26T02:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T03:16:33.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Bad..</title><content type='html'>It's been over 2 weeks and I am not dreading my job yet. Which is considerably good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, I'm freaking tired. I'm sore all over. I don't like standing so long. 12 hours at home is not enough time to recuperate. Saturdays and Sundays due to the operational hours, I become so zombiefied. I get less than an hours rest during my 10hours at work. I'm get worried when customers have more than just orders to tell me. I tense up when people watch me as if I am a performer when I scoop ice cream. I can't get Fridays/Weekends off, meaning I can't hang out with friends as much. I have impulsively considered quitting. I hate the awkward moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I still like my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though customers are scary, I have widened my view on the world through them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eww that sounded corny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, a bunch of customers came in eating VODKA CANDY. Yes, those wrapped up in those twisted little plastics which was coloured a shiny green. DID YOU KNOW SUCH A THING EXISTED? Didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of customers, I have lots of awkward moments with them.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go down the list shall we....&lt;br /&gt;Top awkward moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; When they intently watch you scoop ice cream. It's worst when they stand in front of the bar and watch how you form the ice cream ball.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I usually don't dare to look up when that happens.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; When you go collect the bill from them and they are arguing/debating over who's gonna pay and they crack an insiders joke whilst looking at you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Am I suppose to laugh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt; When the last person at the table of more than 3 people cannot decide what to order and slowly flips through the menu leaving the rest of us, including me, staring sheepishly at each other whilst waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Whilst waiting for the NETS machine to turn on. Seriously, takes forever and the customer just stands there staring at you and the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; When they make a complaint. For example, "The waffle was spongy". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(She didn't seem to be VERY angry, yet she was rather serious about what she said. I didn't know how to respond. I just told her to take the feedback form and write. Then I ran off.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOYCE CAN'T SCOOP ICE CREAM. I SAW HER CHEATING. She put the ice cream in the bowl, looked at it, and after realising it was too small, rolled it off the bowl and back into the ice cream tub.&lt;/span&gt; TSK TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, doing opening alone with newcomer. AGAIN. I panic when that happens. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, did you realize that jobs which are considered much better(Eg doctors) have white uniforms? Doctors have their white coat, Chefs are completely white with the cap and all (which is a bit funny doncha think? They have to deal with food and all, won't white make it harder to wash off?). Singapore's govt wears ALL white too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From wiki: The term &lt;b&gt;white-collar worker&lt;/b&gt; refers to a salaried professional or an educated worker who performs semi-professional office, administrative, and sales coordination tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah another epiphany. Happened when my supervisor sent me to NTUC to buy bananas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-2246168275428212034?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/2246168275428212034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=2246168275428212034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2246168275428212034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2246168275428212034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-bad.html' title='Not Bad..'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3647476672783418979</id><published>2010-01-12T03:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T02:30:54.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things of I know when....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know I've been working too much when......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I see a yellow bar of soap and I go, "Hey! Buttercup Mudpie!"&lt;br /&gt;2. I see a test tube and have this urge to pour liqueur into it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I get an instant muscle reflex to scoop ice cream in tubs.&lt;br /&gt;4. I greet people by going, "Welcome, table for?"&lt;br /&gt;5. I start sympathising with my Restaurant City workers.&lt;br /&gt;6. I get a toned, muscular right arm from all that ice cream scooping.&lt;br /&gt;7. I start putting transparent glasses in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;8. I memorized all the songs playing on 91.3fm. (My job only allows radio. Try listening to 91.3fm for 3 days, 10 hours straight.)&lt;br /&gt;9. I go back to my work place when I'm off&lt;br /&gt;10. I make this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I PASSED MY BTT! FTT NEXT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love off days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3647476672783418979?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3647476672783418979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3647476672783418979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3647476672783418979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3647476672783418979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-things-of-i-know-when.html' title='10 things of I know when....'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-2819446356093466027</id><published>2010-01-12T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T03:05:37.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a day's work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WROTE 'CHEESE FRIENDS' INSTEAD OF 'CHEESE FRIES' ON THE ORDER SHEET AND I DIDN'T REALISE UNTIL MY SUPERVISOR ASKED WHAT WAS IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm that awesome.&lt;br /&gt;From then on, I've been 'suaned' over and over by my colleagues as their cheese friend. Very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Supervisor: Why are your apple slices not standing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cause standing is too tiring. I prefer lying down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Supervisor: Go eat some cheese and you'll feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides dropping dead every single day when I get home out of sheer exhaustion... Okay weekdays are rather slack. Weekends are horrible, it's so tiring that I start bleeding from my nose and I never had a nose bleed before in my life.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I GET TO EAT ANYTHING I WANT FROM THE MENU. Or as long as the shop has it, I'm allowed to eat it. FOR FREE.&lt;br /&gt;Made for myself Onion Rings and a Crepe filled with Marshmallows and chocolate fudge topped with Malt Krispies Ice Cream. It was frickin delicious in case you didn't know. I put more marshmallows and chocolate for myself. HAHAHAHAHAHAH. Yes. I did.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN MAKE A NICE CREPE FINALLY. First few times it was either too thin or too small. Today it finally looked nice. My supervisor saw and went, "Why you make for yourself so nice, to customers look so ugly? Why you so mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR TO GOD IT WAS NOT ON PURPOSE. I perhaps subconsciously really love myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job might sound real sucky with the long and ungodly hours. But I kinda enjoy it. It's not mundane/monotonous. It's really dynamic. I don't just sit around and file stuff or type like hell. I am surrounded by food. Plus, all that 10 over hours of standing seriously burns calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously considering working in the F&amp;amp;B sector/get a F&amp;amp;B Degree. It's crazy, tiring and really tough. But it's not boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHICH UNI HAS F&amp;amp;B RELATED BACHELOR COURSES?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-2819446356093466027?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/2819446356093466027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=2819446356093466027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2819446356093466027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2819446356093466027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-in-days-work.html' title='All in a day&apos;s work'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-8814030713948293472</id><published>2010-01-08T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:01:07.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>Alright 08/01/2010! Got a job at Ice3~~&lt;br /&gt;Sense of achievement. Now I'm quite worried I will screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Just Dear. Omg shopping with her is quite fun. MUST GO AGAIN K DEAR?!&lt;br /&gt; Whoo retail therapy and a hit on my NETS. Needa save up. CNY shopping soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I do well on my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-8814030713948293472?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8814030713948293472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8814030713948293472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8814030713948293472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8814030713948293472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/01/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-760946853035584379</id><published>2010-01-05T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:41:01.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S0MWxX8QMzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/mw-Cc3pdCQc/s1600-h/1eef3eaf4cd1678ded35d4e4837f7931_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S0MWxX8QMzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/mw-Cc3pdCQc/s400/1eef3eaf4cd1678ded35d4e4837f7931_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423203413780345650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Can you can you can you)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a time when the truth ran free &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birth of us all and the death of a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This never ending story &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid for with pride and faith &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all fall short of glory &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST IN THE SUN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 30STM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fricking Flapping Firetrucks, another week of job hunting and I may just drown in my own blood.&lt;br /&gt;JC sucks. You can't do anything with a rubbish 'A' Levels cert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-760946853035584379?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/760946853035584379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=760946853035584379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/760946853035584379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/760946853035584379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-imagine.html' title=''/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/S0MWxX8QMzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/mw-Cc3pdCQc/s72-c/1eef3eaf4cd1678ded35d4e4837f7931_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-1446219492953972768</id><published>2009-12-30T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:28:58.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Triangles?</title><content type='html'>A question has been bugging me for a really long time. Why is it called a Love Triangle?&lt;br /&gt;If it's a normal heterosexual relationship, it can't be called a love TRIANGLE can it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs3xC2YsJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/btIoNf6pT0Y/s1600-h/lovetriange.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420987892188622994" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs3xC2YsJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/btIoNf6pT0Y/s400/lovetriange.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Isn't it more of a love ARROW-HEAD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that one of the Triangle points need to be a homo or the triangle can't be complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it just be called a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs3wumlg-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/k6wN1K-fh8E/s1600-h/loveline.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420987886753645538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs3wumlg-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/k6wN1K-fh8E/s400/loveline.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A love LINE? Hmm, sounds almost like telephone call...The Love HOTLINE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I can't think of any other shapes that this love thing can hold. Any complete shapes(circle, square, diamond), requires a Homo-pair. Homos are required to complete our lives! HERE'S THE PROOF. Use it as an argument for legalising same-sex marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, found out that there are gender symbols for a hell lot of "things".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Hermaphrodites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs4pBH03mI/AAAAAAAAA14/u_qNRjQ96uM/s1600-h/60px-Mercury_symbol.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420988853797576290" style="WIDTH: 60px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 60px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs4pBH03mI/AAAAAAAAA14/u_qNRjQ96uM/s400/60px-Mercury_symbol.svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Cross-Dressers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs4o3bN1fI/AAAAAAAAA1w/8lqo_8azin8/s1600-h/50px-Transgender-intersexual_symbol.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420988851194549746" style="WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs4o3bN1fI/AAAAAAAAA1w/8lqo_8azin8/s400/50px-Transgender-intersexual_symbol.svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the Eunuchs out there!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs4pZ7qDSI/AAAAAAAAA2A/l1L5qPEJnFQ/s1600-h/neuter.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420988860457422114" style="WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs4pZ7qDSI/AAAAAAAAA2A/l1L5qPEJnFQ/s400/neuter.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep this symbol is definitely lacking in something. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1446219492953972768?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1446219492953972768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1446219492953972768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1446219492953972768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1446219492953972768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-triangles.html' title='Love Triangles?'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Szs3xC2YsJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/btIoNf6pT0Y/s72-c/lovetriange.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-3210315528289325618</id><published>2009-12-29T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:46:49.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P-p-pokerface</title><content type='html'>Omg super addicted to Poker Rivals on Facebook. The adrenaline rush with all-ins and feelings of achievement. I can see why gambling is so addictive now especially with big wins.&lt;br /&gt;Just won 1k from my last game. My god if this was real money, I'd be RICH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hafta stop playing for awhile before I get too hooked. Gonna play rb or wk now.&lt;br /&gt;Poker also makes me rather sleepy. Needs too much focus and careful observations. I'm still a rookie. I only learnt how to play Poker yesterday properly with all the rules and terms, but before I already knew the concept of the game and what I am required to do to win. However, I'm opened to any Poker tips from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3210315528289325618?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3210315528289325618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3210315528289325618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3210315528289325618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3210315528289325618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/12/p-p-pokerface.html' title='P-p-pokerface'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-1351594193697240392</id><published>2009-12-25T17:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:38:07.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home at 4am from the chalet. Hanged out with the crazy bunch: Just, Sheev, Joyce, Sharon, Tom, Varun, Oliv, Isaac and Jiayang.&lt;br /&gt;MEMORABLE: Disturbed a couple of trannies, and they were hurling insults, threatening to chase us down and kill us. We were all walking as quickly as possible away from them, but sheev was still strolling behind shouting, "HUH?! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?! CAN'T FUCKING HEAR YOU".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad people. Had a great christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to upload pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1351594193697240392?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1351594193697240392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1351594193697240392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1351594193697240392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1351594193697240392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-6106431294180752898</id><published>2009-12-17T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:05:07.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WINNNNEEERRRRR!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HOLEY MOLEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WON s$250 FROM CDC AND CCC!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's for the CDC and CCC Good Progress Award. For studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. I've never been seen as a good student till now. It's mind boggling. My primary school maths teacher remembers me as the "girl she sends to sit beside the dustbin". In secondary school I didn't hand up my literature homework for a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then this happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh JC has changed my life. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH!!!! MONEY!!! OMGOSH LOTS OF MONEY! Seriously in need of it. And if I tell my parents about this, they may be so happy, they'd give me more money to celebrate!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I got this award. It's so funny. But thank you CDC and CCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super excited to go collect it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-6106431294180752898?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/6106431294180752898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=6106431294180752898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6106431294180752898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6106431294180752898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/12/winnnneeerrrrr.html' title='WINNNNEEERRRRR!!!!'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-879820276076356629</id><published>2009-12-12T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:03:38.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights! + Bits and Bites</title><content type='html'>Got my hair highlighted! I'm not going to be some ego freak, camwhore my hair and plaster it all over the internet. So if you get to see me in person, then you'll see it. End.&lt;br /&gt;In the instance that you never see me, it's highlighted brown with a tint of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to meet quite a few people. Reconnect. Today just reconnected with Drusilla. She's still as cute and funny as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Sherlock Holmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love vouchers. Yesterday I went out with Joyce, and half of the stuff I bought were via vouchers. Eg. Movie tickets and Audrey Niffenegger's new book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her Fearful Symmetry&lt;/span&gt; from Kino. Serious money savers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to freaking finish reading my Stephen King book. I want to start on my new book by Niffenegger but I feel so guilty that I haven't finished my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Gunslinger&lt;/span&gt; by King. I have increasing marginal returns when I read that book. I have reread it at least 3 times. Each time I just get a little further into the story then I give up. Stephen King has his own brand of English, much like Shakespeare, but more comprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this list can go on forever so I'm stopping. I need to read my book. Or catch the latest episode of Castle. Shit I'm lagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, any of you wish to personally give me a christmas gift, I request for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Seconds to Mars This Is War Album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song from that album:&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane (Feat Kanye West and Brandon Flowers on piano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S66LmfAJ8u0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S66LmfAJ8u0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-879820276076356629?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/879820276076356629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=879820276076356629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/879820276076356629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/879820276076356629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/12/highlights.html' title='Highlights! + Bits and Bites'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-1294815874652480155</id><published>2009-12-03T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:37:42.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achievement Unlocked</title><content type='html'>5:40pm 3rd December. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FINISHED DRAGON'S AGE ORIGINS.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. I'm gonna miss the characters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geek o_o&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1294815874652480155?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1294815874652480155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1294815874652480155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1294815874652480155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1294815874652480155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/12/achievement-unlocked.html' title='Achievement Unlocked'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-4097775987993642717</id><published>2009-11-20T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:10:41.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A LEVELS IS OVER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Omg my life now rocks.... yeah. I have no idea what to do with it. I feel this need to study. Shit the education screwed me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CULTURAL EXPLOSION. Nic and Sham took Aly, Lou and me to Lil India to eat and wonder about. Oh my gosh, Lil India comes more than alive at night. It's CULTURAL EXPLOSION.&lt;br /&gt;Lou doesn't need a nose. She should just throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I need to go do something. I have no idea what. But I need to.&lt;br /&gt;Lou kept saying that life begins now. I know my life resumes now... but start/resume what? For the longest time I have been studying my butt off. I accepted THAT as my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;At least my next few days is lined up with events.... then what? Bugger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4736610790904455067-4097775987993642717?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4097775987993642717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4097775987993642717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4097775987993642717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4097775987993642717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-1089823505642564174</id><published>2009-11-16T14:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T14:21:27.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High</title><content type='html'>Ripped off Alyya's tumblr which was apparently taken from another person's tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever made this is just awesome. I was in fits of laughter just reading it.&lt;br /&gt;Alyya, according to this scale, we're at probably number 11. Don't lie to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SwDvXEtuhWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Fyab7cuJTrs/s1600/tumblr_kt6porYi9W1qzekdi.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SwDvXEtuhWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Fyab7cuJTrs/s400/tumblr_kt6porYi9W1qzekdi.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404582732526159202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to keep this picture for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit goes to whoever made this. Forever &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1089823505642564174?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1089823505642564174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1089823505642564174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1089823505642564174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1089823505642564174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/11/high.html' title='High'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SwDvXEtuhWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Fyab7cuJTrs/s72-c/tumblr_kt6porYi9W1qzekdi.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-5578786521678580427</id><published>2009-11-12T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:14:28.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew Half Way There</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOMENTOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING FUCKING AWESOME!!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halfway &lt;/span&gt;through A Levels and it was not as bad as I imagined it to be!&lt;br /&gt;Goddammit! I just shortened my life by 10 years. (Not that I wanna live long, but it'd be good to know you're not gonna die so early).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers just love scaring the shit out of you. It's the most efficient way of getting things done. Proper.&lt;br /&gt;Not concluding it so fast though, everyone's saying that the A levels econs paper is a bitch. I believe it. Even though I've been proven wrong about the A levels, I'd believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talking to Sham, Alyya, Nic and Lou seriously brightens up my day. Non-stop laughter ensured when we're put together. I'm blessed. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooked on to Castle now. No idea why. I usually don't have interest in police-themed shows. Maybe because Stana Katic is super hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2009/03/08/PH2009030802051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 298px;" src="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2009/03/08/PH2009030802051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... yeah she's rather hot. Not to mention, smart! Two points on the awesomness-scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously wanna retrieve my rock band instruments from the storeroom. But I hafta resist...I needa do some work for econs consult tomorrow. Super shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to be back, blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5578786521678580427?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5578786521678580427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5578786521678580427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5578786521678580427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5578786521678580427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/11/phew-half-way-there.html' title='Phew Half Way There'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-8307053671287470165</id><published>2009-10-10T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:52:43.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>See ya latar blog. I need to go on a hiatus. Pre A's in 2 days and A's in 28 days. Life now is such a huge mess and it is just f**king screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my sister brought me to have a feast yesterday before I'm sent off to die. You know... like a prisoner's last meal before execution or like Jesus's Last Supper. Same concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tanglin Mall to eat Sichuan Hot Pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN5KK_u-I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qi71Aa99-Bw/s1600-h/09102009691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN5KK_u-I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qi71Aa99-Bw/s400/09102009691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390964767085018082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent at least 40% of the dinner wondering what they are exactly/what they were made off/etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN4iMdmjI/AAAAAAAAA0I/jAnsE1_PYMk/s1600-h/09102009690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN4iMdmjI/AAAAAAAAA0I/jAnsE1_PYMk/s400/09102009690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390964756353751602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YE OLDE ENGLYSCHE PUB. AYE LURVE IYT. TANGLIN MALL HYASS LOTS ORF KEWL STARF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN35wknhI/AAAAAAAAAz4/337BXUFPONw/s1600-h/09102009689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN35wknhI/AAAAAAAAAz4/337BXUFPONw/s400/09102009689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390964745499352594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Day of school. Alyya and her Cotton Candy. HOLD ON TO IT FOREVA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN4CML6TI/AAAAAAAAA0A/z3FJE-k3htA/s1600-h/09102009686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN4CML6TI/AAAAAAAAA0A/z3FJE-k3htA/s400/09102009686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390964747762657586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLEE AGAIN OF COURSE. I love their covers. I really find Halo annoying but this one is just exhilarating? You judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo and I'm Walking on Sunshine Girl's Mash Up - Glee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hOdY4H3t0Xw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hOdY4H3t0Xw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's My Life and Confessions Part II Boy's Mash Up - Glee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IO5fyfP4U4g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IO5fyfP4U4g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-8307053671287470165?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8307053671287470165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8307053671287470165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8307053671287470165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8307053671287470165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/10/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/StCN5KK_u-I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qi71Aa99-Bw/s72-c/09102009691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-6750881180496853332</id><published>2009-09-26T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:38:42.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY</title><content type='html'>The Sloth demon is creeping in. I'm too lazy to do anything. Besides my Xbox games, all that's running through my head is "OMFG WHAT HOMEWORK IS THERE?!" or "SHIT I NEED TO STUDY (Insert subject)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life roxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee makes any song nice. Because of them I REALLY LIKE THE SONG 'MERCY'BY DUFFY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PnLiuLr4-ok&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PnLiuLr4-ok&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2hrs of tuition just kills your brain. Like listening to ______________.(Can't put name in or I'll get in trouble).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-6750881180496853332?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/6750881180496853332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=6750881180496853332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6750881180496853332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6750881180496853332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy.html' title='LAZY'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3918831114602663778</id><published>2009-09-12T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:07:53.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glee</title><content type='html'>My favourite scene. I can't stop watching it. I love her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vPYmIzS3DY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vPYmIzS3DY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLROFLROFLROFLXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3918831114602663778?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3918831114602663778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3918831114602663778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3918831114602663778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3918831114602663778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/09/glee.html' title='Glee'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-901742340749126083</id><published>2009-09-10T23:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:39:01.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>I found out that yesterday, the 9.9.09. September has 9 letters. Wednesday has 9 letters. It's the 252nd day of the year, which adds up to equal 9.&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;Plus it's the Beatles Rock Band release date and Glee Episode 2 comes out. It makes it one of my happiest day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IN WHICH I HAVE GOT TO ADD, GO AND WATCH GLEE&lt;/span&gt;. Glee makes any song nice. They do extremely good covers of the songs. Lea Michele's voice is godly. Ahhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;Glee Cover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Akr9fRajrKM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Akr9fRajrKM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the Amy Winehouse version then hear this. I &lt;3 Glee. I'm a Gleek.&lt;br /&gt;They did Rihanna's Take a Bow in episode 2. But Fox licensed all the videos so I can't put up any. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost went bonkers doing maths. I was SO CLOSE to lighting the A-maths book on fire. -sorry justea-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of losing my sanity, I went to talk to an AI. Jabberwacky, a site that allows you to talk to an intelligent computer. &lt;br /&gt;You can go talk to it if you want. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.jabberwacky.com/"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;www.&lt;b&gt;jabberwacky&lt;/b&gt;.com/&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bold font is what the computer says, the normal one is mine.&lt;br /&gt;Before the first sentence, it asked me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Is there anything you wish to tell the world of bioscience?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Or something along those lines) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sqk6K1GAoII/AAAAAAAAAzw/Qu6LnIQpQzQ/s1600-h/jabberwocky.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sqk6K1GAoII/AAAAAAAAAzw/Qu6LnIQpQzQ/s400/jabberwocky.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379895187596157058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WIN. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Comex with Alyya tomorrow in hopes of getting my The Beatles Rock Band. Joyce, Justea and Sharon have promised to help me lug it back home.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping with Alyya can be dangerous. We get very distracted and lost. Often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN SING FLAT! It's not supposed to be a compliment, but it's not easy to intentionally sing flat. Practised trying to sing flat on my Xbox Game: Lips. If only I had such drive for studying....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-901742340749126083?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/901742340749126083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=901742340749126083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/901742340749126083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/901742340749126083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/09/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sqk6K1GAoII/AAAAAAAAAzw/Qu6LnIQpQzQ/s72-c/jabberwocky.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-6747249330941686489</id><published>2009-09-04T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:53:34.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFL</title><content type='html'>ME IS PRE-ORDERING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-sings- Oh how could I wait for another (day), &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             When I saw them standing there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3KitxQJpZk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3KitxQJpZk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 More days. I need to pre-order! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why is no one letting me?!&lt;/span&gt; I'm practically bouncing with excitement. Currently having sporadic Beatles Marathons to satiate my cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff from Amyoops.com:&lt;br /&gt;Real Life Timon and Pumba. HAKUNA MATATA TO YOU TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_wC98JGGI/AAAAAAAAAzY/WiNdHJdvipo/s1600-h/real_life_timon_and_pumba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_wC98JGGI/AAAAAAAAAzY/WiNdHJdvipo/s400/real_life_timon_and_pumba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377280413880883298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call. I dare you to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_wCcAXn6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/9vAgc5D5o_Y/s1600-h/loser.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 372px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_wCcAXn6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/9vAgc5D5o_Y/s400/loser.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377280404771807138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ALYYA. I'll buy it for you for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_wDRbNP4I/AAAAAAAAAzg/VoFy7i_N90g/s1600-h/RemoveHorniness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_wDRbNP4I/AAAAAAAAAzg/VoFy7i_N90g/s400/RemoveHorniness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377280419111452546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Official Logo from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_xUDwKbGI/AAAAAAAAAzo/lxH6_UrW_28/s1600-h/funny-pictures-tiny-bird-is-fierce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_xUDwKbGI/AAAAAAAAAzo/lxH6_UrW_28/s400/funny-pictures-tiny-bird-is-fierce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377281807010655330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was pretty well done, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LoxJh3KSnSc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LoxJh3KSnSc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-6747249330941686489?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/6747249330941686489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=6747249330941686489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6747249330941686489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6747249330941686489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/09/rofl.html' title='ROFL'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sp_wC98JGGI/AAAAAAAAAzY/WiNdHJdvipo/s72-c/real_life_timon_and_pumba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-2421923507443101190</id><published>2009-08-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:32:14.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the eyes(and ears)</title><content type='html'>RB VIDEOS UP FIRST. I took like 5 videos. But okay I admit I'm too lazy to put up all 5 cause I've to do lots of converting and video editing and the software isn't being friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead on Arrival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBtuibFV6JY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBtuibFV6JY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versus Mode in Rock band.&lt;br /&gt;Monkey Wrench Guitar Expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/33WbuyM0Pws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/33WbuyM0Pws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WONDERKING SCREENIE. Only 1 for now. I just had to take it cause Joyce looks so effing cute. She looks like Chun-Li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/8761/screenshot2p.jpg" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-2421923507443101190?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/2421923507443101190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=2421923507443101190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2421923507443101190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2421923507443101190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-eyesand-ears.html' title='For the eyes(and ears)'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-5270216877473245047</id><published>2009-08-24T02:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T02:59:17.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know I'm acting as if Prelims is over or something. But seriously, I was DEPRIVED so let me enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as the P said, "Small papers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy playing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cgenetwork.com/images/stories/wonderking_comic/250px-WonderKing_Online_logo01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://cgenetwork.com/images/stories/wonderking_comic/250px-WonderKing_Online_logo01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too ass-lazy to put up screenshots now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the questions for Prelims &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SUCKED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Is there really more to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway coke has a damn awesome advertising team. Nice song I admit, even though it's hip-hopish&lt;br /&gt;Open Happiness - Feat. Cee-lo Green, Brendon Urie, Travis Mccoy, Patrick Stump, and Janelle Mona&lt;br /&gt;Man Patrick Stump has put on weight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cxfkg3RaRjs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cxfkg3RaRjs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH MY GIRLFRIENDS MANGA NEEDS TO BE SCANLATED AND TRANSLATED SO SATISFY MY &lt;strike&gt;YURI CRAVINGS&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BASIC NEEDS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5270216877473245047?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5270216877473245047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5270216877473245047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5270216877473245047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5270216877473245047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-fun-weekend.html' title='My Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-7790272190106903413</id><published>2009-08-17T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:16:57.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voila</title><content type='html'>DONE WITH ECONS ESSAYS. That's my worse nightmare out of all of the subjects. HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIVA LA LCD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP was, as Alyya said, "the questions are disgusting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alltopmovies.com/top-10-girls-kissing-scenes/"&gt;Don't click here if you're homophobic =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the right mix game, if you mix it right you'd end up like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 239px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SolWGIrdg3I/AAAAAAAAAy4/EirLFuXC7As/s400/the+right+mix.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8908 points =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SolWGaB0RZI/AAAAAAAAAzA/INSyfUwioT4/s400/the+right+mix+2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now zooming off to history land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7790272190106903413?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7790272190106903413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7790272190106903413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7790272190106903413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7790272190106903413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/08/voila.html' title='Voila'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SolWGIrdg3I/AAAAAAAAAy4/EirLFuXC7As/s72-c/the+right+mix.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-992969466814595602</id><published>2009-08-16T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:08:06.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(´_ゝ｀)凸</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;(´_ゝ｀)凸(´_ゝ｀)凸(´_ゝ｀)凸&lt;br /&gt;(´_ゝ｀)凸       PRELIMS         (´_ゝ｀)凸&lt;br /&gt;(´_ゝ｀)凸(´_ゝ｀)凸(´_ゝ｀)凸&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be blogging but I'm so bloody excited. My dad just bought for me a LCD TV 32" Aquos to put in my room! AAAHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's coming tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock band is gonna look/sound more awesome! =D&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have cable in my room. OMGOSH! Life would rock the hell out of everyone's socks if I didn't have bloodymuthafakingstupidshit EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(´_ゝ｀)凸&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-992969466814595602?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/992969466814595602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=992969466814595602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/992969466814595602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/992969466814595602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='(´_ゝ｀)凸'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-7274838757504702342</id><published>2009-08-15T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:48:38.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Natal</title><content type='html'>So okay, I was reading GP stuff then I popped over to wiki for information and I got hyperlinked all the way to Project Natal. How AWSM is that. Really, Janice doesn't notice that this is her A Levels Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, you have to watch this. It's frikin amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HluWsMlfj68&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HluWsMlfj68&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.F.G.&lt;br /&gt;Virtual friends. If it's customizable, I'm gonna make my friends and punch them in the face on a frequent basis. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting a LCD TV soon. Omg thank god that it's not released yet. Don't wanna have to redo As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add on Edit: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2qlHoxPioM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2qlHoxPioM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7274838757504702342?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7274838757504702342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7274838757504702342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7274838757504702342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7274838757504702342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/08/project-natal.html' title='Project Natal'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-7956731279451139187</id><published>2009-08-13T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:13:55.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Mix (II)</title><content type='html'>I think I posted this game up before... or maybe I didn't... My memory is failing me today and everything is putting me to sleep. I was trying to read the Social Historical Context of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice but I JUST COULDN'T TAKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.y8.com/games/Bartender_The_Right_Mix"&gt;THE RIGHT MIX GAME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My highest score today was 8656. I wanted to post a screenie but blogger is just screwing on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need food or I can't concentrate! I'm so effing drowsy already. My tuition is starting...&lt;br /&gt;-2hrs pause-&lt;br /&gt;JUST FINIHSED TUITION MY BRAIN IS DRIED UP. DRIED LIKE SHRIMP UNDER THE SUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T HAD LUNCH YET. NEED ENERGY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Alyya: You so shouldn't be online but if you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Moi68Z0SzE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Moi68Z0SzE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys singing: You'd be the prince and I'll be the Princess. Homo-explosion. First yuri, now gays. Can the world get any weirder?! XD&lt;br /&gt;A change in a few pronouns would have made the song less strange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of the covers from this album just shame the originals. Whoaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7956731279451139187?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7956731279451139187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7956731279451139187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7956731279451139187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7956731279451139187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/08/right-mix-ii.html' title='The Right Mix (II)'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-8734674791275666839</id><published>2009-08-06T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:07:53.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk goes Pop</title><content type='html'>Who ever gets me this album will be my revered one forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silverstein did such an awesome cover of Apologise. Gah. This is what happens when you live on this side of planet earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i728.photobucket.com/albums/ww281/soft4all/Punk-GoesPop-Vol2-2009.jpg&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silverstein - Apologise(cover) Oh gosh it's nicer than the original. I'm digging the electric guitar in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8CxOA1D72Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8CxOA1D72Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-8734674791275666839?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8734674791275666839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8734674791275666839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8734674791275666839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8734674791275666839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/08/punk-goes-pop.html' title='Punk goes Pop'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3221323036898078401</id><published>2009-07-31T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:54:19.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs and Bands</title><content type='html'>So Alyya, Patson and I were sitting at the cafe in our school doing maths, when we started talking about music and related stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: There's a band called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Draco_and_the_Malfoys"&gt;Draco and the Malfoys.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patson: What the hell? It's like having a band called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_and_the_Potters"&gt;Harry and the Potters&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;(Which omfg actually does exist!)&lt;/i&gt; or Hermione and the Grangers &lt;br /&gt;Alyya: Or Ron and the Weasleys.&lt;br /&gt;Patson: Or Albus and the Dumbledores or Severus and the Snapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. Maths does stuff to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my lit teacher's shirt which reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOVIES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killing books since 1920&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuned into:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howie Day - Be there (One of his newer songs the other 2 songs from his recent EP release arent't that great)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5tUngyV6c0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5tUngyV6c0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; PS: ALYYA, WE HAVE TO STOP PLAYING SHOOT, SHAG OR MARRY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I can feel my moral alignments shifting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3221323036898078401?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3221323036898078401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3221323036898078401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3221323036898078401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3221323036898078401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/songs-and-bands.html' title='Songs and Bands'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-1019019420219815915</id><published>2009-07-24T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:43:16.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally F**cked</title><content type='html'>Till I watched Spring Awakening, I thought Avenue Q was the most risque thing you could have on stage. Well apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally Fucked -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSfz1mifJEo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSfz1mifJEo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a moment you know…you're fucked –&lt;br /&gt;Not an inch more room to self-destruct&lt;br /&gt;No more move – oh yeah, the dead-end zone&lt;br /&gt;Man, you just can't call your soul your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that makes you really jump&lt;br /&gt;Is that the weirdest shit is still to come&lt;br /&gt;You can ask yourself: “Hey, what have I done?'&lt;br /&gt;You're just a fly – the little guys, they kill for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, you're fucked if you just freeze up&lt;br /&gt;Can't do that thing – that keeping still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you're fucked if you speak your mind&lt;br /&gt;And you know – uh huh – you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you're fucked all right – and all for spite&lt;br /&gt;You can kiss your sorry ass goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Totally fucked – will they mess you up?&lt;br /&gt;Well you know they're gonna try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappear – yeah, well, you wanna try&lt;br /&gt;Wanna bundle up into some big ass lie&lt;br /&gt;Long enough for them to all just quit&lt;br /&gt;Long enough for you to get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you're fucked all right – and all for spite&lt;br /&gt;You can kiss your sorry ass goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Totally fucked – will they mess you up?&lt;br /&gt;Well you know they're gonna try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you're fucked all right – and all for spite&lt;br /&gt;You can kiss your sorry ass goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Totally fucked – will they mess you up?&lt;br /&gt;Well you know they're gonna try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1019019420219815915?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1019019420219815915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1019019420219815915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1019019420219815915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1019019420219815915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/totally-fcked.html' title='Totally F**cked'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-4927499671704033379</id><published>2009-07-21T13:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:02:56.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motas</title><content type='html'>Play this game people! It's been such a long time since I've played it. The last time was in lower sec I think? I played it first in Primary School WITHOUT A GUIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you don't want to be more pathetic than a primary school Janice, play it without a walkthrough. It took me an entire afternoon. From 12 to 6 when I first played it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a flashgame. So no download/registering required. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll salute you if you don't feel like pulling your hair out without using a guide. I can drop you hints if you want. But I won't tell you answers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albartus.com/motas/"&gt;MYSTERY OF TIME AND SPACE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K you're allowed to use a guide for the green wall puzzle(Level 12). Till now, I can never do it. Sharon might be able to though. =X&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT: GREEN WALL SOLUTION &lt;a href="http://www.nordinho.net/vbull/attachments/mystery-time-space-walkthrough-motas/26627d1177786408-green-wall-solution-greenwall.jpg"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FINALLY UNDERSTAND HOW THE GREEN WALL PUZZLE WORKS. OMFG. ENLIGHTENED!!!!!!&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/4736610790904455067-4927499671704033379?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4927499671704033379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4927499671704033379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4927499671704033379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4927499671704033379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/motas.html' title='Motas'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-4955869323828944472</id><published>2009-07-18T20:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:10:19.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potter Again..</title><content type='html'>Ah, the phenomenon is back. JK Rowling really did create for herself a spectacular titular hero who's hype, since 1997 has not died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My two cents on the 6th movie in the series: Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first 1-2hrs of the movie, to me, was more of a fanservice than anything. That portion of the movie is just concentrated with so much romance between main characters and sub-characters. There was just really excessive kissing for a Harry Potter Movie. "Is the genre for HP now romance?" was what was going through my head a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seriously, you need to have remembered majority of the book to have fully understood the movie. The movie seems catered to obsessive readers. Why obsessive? The book came out in 2005, 4 years before the movie. I read it only then. There's only so much information I could retain. So during the movie was constantly questioning whether I ever read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Evanna Lynch&lt;/span&gt; (actress of Luna Lovegood) is rather impressive. She convinced me she's mentally unsound, through and through. I loved her Lion King-like headgear. Perhaps that was why she was put in Gryffindor. Cause she's too crazy to know fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Michael Gambon&lt;/span&gt; made Dumbledore seem rather lighthearted. But if Richard Harris still acted as Dumbledore, I would have felt he'd collapse before he raised his wand. That was how I felt in the 1st 2 movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Maggie Smith has aged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing of a breakthrough for a Harry Potter movie. Just the romance part, but can you consider that a positive breakthrough? Don't misunderstand me though, I enjoyed the movie as much as the next person. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently watching the tv broadcast one. The Prisoner of Azkaban.&lt;br /&gt;Professor &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Sybill Trelawney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s first scene just reminded me of the paradox that how the "blind are able to see".  Okay, she's not entirely blind, but more visually impaired than average, seeing how she clumsily fumbles and bumps into anything in her way but is the Divinations teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, stop blogging in case one of my JC's teacher stumbles upon and notices I'm not studying. They'll use it as emotional blackmail, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah okay I ain't studying to the extent they like. Can someone teach me Mahjong so I can frikin' understand an anime? It's not cool to hear the characters go "Pong!" or "Chow!" and not understand why the hell they do. I tried via online guides, but it still didn't make complete sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-4955869323828944472?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4955869323828944472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4955869323828944472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4955869323828944472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4955869323828944472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/potter-again.html' title='Potter Again..'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-5991384892289525095</id><published>2009-07-17T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:49:41.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Sucks</title><content type='html'>I seriously want to continue this anime phenomenon thing on my blog, but life's catching up. Fast. Everytime I look at the date of the last post which keeps flying further into history, I get real irritated that my A levels are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crickets and dustballs are gonna make this place their home soon. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Song that is currently replaying over and over in my head. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safetysuit - Stay (The 1st verse sounds VERY MUCH like Meant to Live by Switchfoot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aKXW-kFwmgA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aKXW-kFwmgA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5991384892289525095?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5991384892289525095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5991384892289525095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5991384892289525095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5991384892289525095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-sucks.html' title='My Life Sucks'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-6076404739065124937</id><published>2009-07-14T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:12:52.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharlene's and Isobel's Bday Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED TO SHARLENE AND ISOBEL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlyfKCah_9I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/DWHoKgsuUdk/s1600-h/5940_107974550215_541935215_2646127_3034923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlyfKCah_9I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/DWHoKgsuUdk/s400/5940_107974550215_541935215_2646127_3034923_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358332651459706834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself today!!! ^.^ I have ultra funny juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notable events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-People have very different views in life-&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene: Let's take photo! Who brought a camera?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene: My phone has bad camera, only 2 megapixels.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -At Olivia- Your phone leh?&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Oh quite good. Only 2 megapixels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At Serangoon MRT-&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: -After seeing the expansion to the circle line- WHAT'S THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course Isobel's bloody good luck. Buy 1 get 5 free. Sharlene reaped all the positive externalities. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia's birthday next!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-6076404739065124937?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/6076404739065124937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=6076404739065124937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6076404739065124937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6076404739065124937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/sharlenes-and-isobels-bday-outing.html' title='Sharlene&apos;s and Isobel&apos;s Bday Outing'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlyfKCah_9I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/DWHoKgsuUdk/s72-c/5940_107974550215_541935215_2646127_3034923_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-8633190875969111160</id><published>2009-07-11T23:58:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:31:18.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ULTRA RANDOM POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee! Just came back from Movie Night with Sharon at her house. Bloody full now. Ate without a conscience.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Madagascar 2 cause my dad got the VCD and Sharon hasn't watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH YOUNG ALAKAY IS DAMN CUTE? Couldn't find any pictures of him on Google(wtf)? Had to get my own. -beams- (*_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sli57VPpsfI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lzEOY2hq0mw/s1600-h/babyalakay.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sli57VPpsfI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lzEOY2hq0mw/s400/babyalakay.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357236185723417074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people who read the yuri post are either:&lt;br /&gt;1. "WTF IS WITH YOU AND LESBIANS?" or&lt;br /&gt;2. "Omg I feel my lesbian tendencies are increasing now/ I LOVE YURI!"&lt;br /&gt;And with the exception of sharmila and her "Yuri again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyya, don't go damning all of the males now, you still need them for pro-creation and don't start watching anime porn! That was not my intention -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Don't pull stunts on me in school! I'm not Lesbian!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More yuri: (If you wanna see the yuri part, just fast forward to around 3:26 and onwards. Whoa, Japanese people sure are something. Even I'm a little "Gah?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IT'S YURI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OucH01YXDWg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OucH01YXDWg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell is restaurant city going under 10000x years of maintainence? I'm gonna suffer from withdrawal symptoms man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh people on Requiem are bold. I love it when people are so opened it's so humourous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sli9IdLFe3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/hmKzvLMZ4kQ/s1600-h/requiem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sli9IdLFe3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/hmKzvLMZ4kQ/s400/requiem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357239709724932978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation continued with several other guys saying that they want to see her naked, concluding with the girl dc-ing. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Ade, just to remind you: Your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chikane Himemiya&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sli_MXiYIcI/AAAAAAAAAyI/9YB-8F3ildo/s1600-h/Chikane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sli_MXiYIcI/AAAAAAAAAyI/9YB-8F3ildo/s400/Chikane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357241975954743746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voice actor &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ayako Kawasumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[I find it difficult to identify her voice during animes, along with Eri Kitamura's. Others are quite distinctive. Like Ono Daisuke, Jun Fukuyama, Rie Kugimiya or Hitomi Nabatame's]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.myanimelist.net/images/clubs/5/17471m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 217px;" src="http://cdn.myanimelist.net/images/clubs/5/17471m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also voiced.....guess who?!??!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYU AMAKURA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/images2/i/2004/05/a/2/Mayu_Version_daID.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 307px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/images2/i/2004/05/a/2/Mayu_Version_daID.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. The horror!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Sharon and Shar: Okay so we know each others secrets let's just all keep it to ourselves and sing "Dirty Little Secret". If any of it gets out, someone's not gonna be happy. So we shall be a happy trio k? A lil happy triangle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-8633190875969111160?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8633190875969111160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8633190875969111160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8633190875969111160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8633190875969111160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoa.html' title='Whoa!'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sli57VPpsfI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lzEOY2hq0mw/s72-c/babyalakay.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-672292079763920544</id><published>2009-07-10T19:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:07:39.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shouldn't have...</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when I don't pace myself when reading an incomplete manga. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awww!! -squeals-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlcniWNT5uI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hzB3BvtVlZc/s1600-h/1189_22_DLRVT_gf22_001..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlcniWNT5uI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hzB3BvtVlZc/s200/1189_22_DLRVT_gf22_001..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356793752810940130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next chapter on August 22nd&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(OMFGWTFBBQ?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Translation would take at least a week&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Just f--k off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. OH MY BLUBBERING GOD, I don't think I can wait. The anticipation will be killed by the wait. ｡･ﾟ･(ﾉД`)･ﾟ･｡&lt;br /&gt;Need to learn japanese quick....DARN YOU A LEVELS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louisa, it's possible to have lesbian cartoons okay? -.- DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE ANIMES/MANGAS. For the clueless Lou and Ali Hassan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QezE4lS9AC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QezE4lS9AC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KYAAAAAAA!!!!! o(´∇｀*o)(o*´∇｀)o&lt;br /&gt;I love this person. It's exactly how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Slcukv-2VwI/AAAAAAAAAxw/jkDxwyEZV2E/s1600-h/gah.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 39px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Slcukv-2VwI/AAAAAAAAAxw/jkDxwyEZV2E/s400/gah.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356801490670737154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough Janice. Relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually a bit irritated with something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.playworksonline.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/ivy01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 187px;" src="http://www.playworksonline.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/ivy01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doncha think her boobs are a little too big? I don't think it's possible, not even for porn stars? I feel like ranting about Japanese game producers designing out of proportioned breasts for female characters but I'm too lazy to type it out now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-672292079763920544?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/672292079763920544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=672292079763920544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/672292079763920544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/672292079763920544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-shouldnt-have.html' title='I shouldn&apos;t have...'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlcniWNT5uI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hzB3BvtVlZc/s72-c/1189_22_DLRVT_gf22_001..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-4144175845758899383</id><published>2009-07-09T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:05:44.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuri!!! (*´д｀*)ハァハァ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-PICTURE POST(?)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg the Yuri-mode is coming back. I think it's a yearly phrase from the 3rd quarter of the year onwards cause this is the time period I usually start watching Yuri Animes.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, Japanese tv stations love to broadcast a whole bunch of yuri animes during this period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade wants to watch this: Shoujo Sect. It's a bloody yuri adult anime. I'm so not watching it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT WATCHING.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cause these type of yuri shows usually have the "Ugh" kind of kisses which ARE NOT my cup of tea. I like the "awwww" kind even more.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-this was the mildest yuri scene from shoujo sect I could find on google k?-&lt;/span&gt; Not putting any hardcore stuff, strictly a PG-blog. =] (Or at least NC16 =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SpGS7Hlz9iI/AAAAAAAAAzI/iraC5eJitsc/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 83px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SpGS7Hlz9iI/AAAAAAAAAzI/iraC5eJitsc/s400/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373237374777292322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... I REALLY PREFER Strawberry Panic's episode 12(the awww) to Kannazuki no Miko's episode 8(the ACK). Even though the latter was SO BITTERSWEET. Chikane.........(Don't say anything Ade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ep 12:                 VS                                                                                Ep 8:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Melancholic eyes VS the Crazy Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlYCKPiAngI/AAAAAAAAAxI/kFfvvF_75N4/s1600-h/Similarityyesyes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlYCKPiAngI/AAAAAAAAAxI/kFfvvF_75N4/s320/Similarityyesyes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356471181794909698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlYCJ-PSf1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/QTkSkX7IIBE/s1600-h/kanna.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlYCJ-PSf1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/QTkSkX7IIBE/s320/kanna.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356471177152986962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade, how could you prefer ep8? Sadistic asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or yuri which are less extreme without the tearing off clothes and stuff that people do on beds are sweet and nice too. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlYGKmDz-_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/k8kFkz45gxg/s1600-h/hitonana.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlYGKmDz-_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/k8kFkz45gxg/s320/hitonana.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356475585888779250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlYGLKK7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAxY/2A9O9nKSr2c/s1600-h/hitonana2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SlYGLKK7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAxY/2A9O9nKSr2c/s320/hitonana2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356475595582301218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those without even kissing is just rubbish and not really a yuri anime. ┐(-｡ｰ;)┌&lt;br /&gt;This as much "yuri" as it gets. Wut da f--k?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, in it's defence, there's lots of "awwwww" girlxgirl scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aboutwomyn.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/maria_sama_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 244px;" src="http://www.aboutwomyn.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/maria_sama_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Janice, that's enough yuri. &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;I love fictional lesbianism. There I said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-4144175845758899383?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4144175845758899383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4144175845758899383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4144175845758899383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4144175845758899383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/07/yuri.html' title='Yuri!!! (*´д｀*)ハァハァ'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SpGS7Hlz9iI/AAAAAAAAAzI/iraC5eJitsc/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-3199530260223814461</id><published>2009-06-27T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:43:19.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Jan</title><content type='html'>Hello Janice, this is a note to yourself. Stop playing the video below this post. kthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the day I mastered my 3 Restaurant City dishes. Well done you geek!&lt;br /&gt;I'm also addicted to Requiem: Bloodymare. DO JOIN! &lt;a href="http://www.playrequiem.com/"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;www.play&lt;b&gt;requiem&lt;/b&gt;.com/&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ign: Xyris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting is less than 48 hours. I'm NOT thrilled. MOE needs to shut down all schools because of H1N1 and so I can play my Requiem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3199530260223814461?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3199530260223814461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3199530260223814461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3199530260223814461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3199530260223814461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-jan.html' title='Hi Jan'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-7496878126278661626</id><published>2009-06-26T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:21:00.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yvan Eht Nioj</title><content type='html'>Yvan Eht Nioj...&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj....Yvan Eht Nioj....Nioj!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shit. The stupid Simpsons song is now stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;The Simpsons is seriously not for kids, it's just cartoon so that it's easier to make political jokes without getting sued. Yvan Eht Nioj...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj- The New Kids on the Blecch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjtPWzwkZcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjtPWzwkZcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Say Can You Rock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There trouble in a far off nation,&lt;br /&gt;Time to get in love formation,&lt;br /&gt;Your love is more deadly than Sadam,&lt;br /&gt;That's Why I gotta drop da bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj,&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj,&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj,&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PARTY POSSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Party is happenin',&lt;br /&gt;It's not mirage,&lt;br /&gt;So sing it again,&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj,&lt;br /&gt;Yvan Eht Nioj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer: You gotta love that crazy chorus.&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: What does it even mean?&lt;br /&gt;Homer: It doesn't mean anything. It's like Ramalama Ding-dong or Give Peace a Chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLZ XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7496878126278661626?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7496878126278661626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7496878126278661626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7496878126278661626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7496878126278661626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/yvan-eht-nioj.html' title='Yvan Eht Nioj'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-1698481765058165600</id><published>2009-06-22T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:46:58.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not H1N1 please....</title><content type='html'>Omfg I have a flu and I'm praying for my life that it isn't H1N1. I don't have all the symptoms yet... I HOPE I NEVER GET THEM. Shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh but if school closes for another week, all of you have to bow and kiss my feet. kthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1698481765058165600?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1698481765058165600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1698481765058165600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1698481765058165600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1698481765058165600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-h1n1-please.html' title='Not H1N1 please....'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-333356446937713821</id><published>2009-06-19T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:25:32.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Over</title><content type='html'>Ade stayed over yesterday till today. We only slept for 2hrs so don't mind if there's grammatical/spelling errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marathoned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mendol-Ikemen Idol&lt;/span&gt; J-Drama cause there was yuri. HAHAHA. The aww and the ACK kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We snuck out at 3:30am to eat cause Ade was complaining that she was damn hungry and would collapse. Gosh, when noobs try to sneak it's extremely funny. We wanted to play Fatal Frame after we ate, but we kept jumping at every slight movement or sound that's around us that we decided not to, to preserve our sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all the j-drama songs are stuck in my head. Either that or Evanescence's songs that are on RB. I need sleep man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-333356446937713821?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/333356446937713821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=333356446937713821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/333356446937713821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/333356446937713821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/stay-over.html' title='Stay Over'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-1096332945729883979</id><published>2009-06-18T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:22:55.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Msn with weirdos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BE WARNED PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sjn3UrhIPdI/AAAAAAAAAuY/FXJ0FYqINMA/s1600-h/msn1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sjn3UrhIPdI/AAAAAAAAAuY/FXJ0FYqINMA/s320/msn1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348577967130295762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typos are LUV ( Well some times only... As long as it's not yours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sjn4KWjLx4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/MosBFIALz2Q/s1600-h/msn2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sjn4KWjLx4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/MosBFIALz2Q/s320/msn2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348578889214707586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh it's bloody hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1096332945729883979?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1096332945729883979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1096332945729883979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1096332945729883979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1096332945729883979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/msn-with-weirdos.html' title='Msn with weirdos'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sjn3UrhIPdI/AAAAAAAAAuY/FXJ0FYqINMA/s72-c/msn1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-5501845395086326247</id><published>2009-06-17T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:21:27.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T1</title><content type='html'>Yay outing at T1 with Sharmila, Joyce, Renaa and Jovien. It's Tampines 1, not the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SjjrNuR-31I/AAAAAAAAAuI/bqm8f0FXdFI/s1600-h/P1070025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SjjrNuR-31I/AAAAAAAAAuI/bqm8f0FXdFI/s320/P1070025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348283178496745298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh Renaa hasn't changed a bit, personality wise. She keeps grinning and grinning at I have no idea what. Relived some PL memories today too. Just realized how hectic and retarded sec school was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Renaa, I'm straight! (Lol to the 3 partners)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, probably I'm a bit bisexual, but still more straight than les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.listal.com/image/114897/600full-jared-leto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 264px;" src="http://img.listal.com/image/114897/600full-jared-leto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this guy is just HAWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they're showing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/span&gt; on Channel U now. DUBBED. For Gawd's sake, use subtitles. I know you're trying to create jobs and all but its just killing the original. AND YOU SERIOUSLY CANNOT SUB LIVE ACTION STUFF. Cause it's too bloody obvious that the mouth and the words don't match. Anime's still possible. But not live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zettai Kareshi is a nice show. Watched it. No idea why. One of those impulse things that turned out to be surprisingly good. Maybe because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizushima Hiro&lt;/span&gt; is inside. Another cute guy. See I'm rather straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SjjtdPkFumI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/rrqLi9PeomE/s1600-h/533595627l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SjjtdPkFumI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/rrqLi9PeomE/s320/533595627l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348285644152355426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GET OFF THE COMPUTER AND DO SOME HOMEWORK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5501845395086326247?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5501845395086326247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5501845395086326247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5501845395086326247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5501845395086326247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/t1.html' title='T1'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SjjrNuR-31I/AAAAAAAAAuI/bqm8f0FXdFI/s72-c/P1070025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-6811325825188777429</id><published>2009-06-16T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:56:54.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mids of June Hols</title><content type='html'>Okay it's comforting to know that at this current moment, after getting back 2 exam papers, my midyear score is not ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say I have completed Econs corrections. HAHA whoa i'm lagging behind like mad. Chop chop Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evanescence is coming on Rock Band today!! Gonna download it but I wonder who can sing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better start on history corrections or some other piece of homework you stupid idiot, while waiting for the usual peeps to come over.&lt;br /&gt;I hate having Mrs C.Tan's voice, "If you haven't started studying, I wish you good luck" ringing in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-6811325825188777429?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/6811325825188777429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=6811325825188777429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6811325825188777429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6811325825188777429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/mids-of-june-hols.html' title='Mids of June Hols'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3835946432808901938</id><published>2009-06-06T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:53:17.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sis's House</title><content type='html'>Wii-ed today again! Sonic and Mario at the Olympics is a damn tiring and funny game. Our arms ached so much after the swimming circuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played boyband songs on my sister's laptop this time. Westlife, Backstreet, A1 and Blue. Mostly Westlife so that my sister could join me and relive the boyband era. We did duets on Westlife songs while Joyce just watched in amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Joyce is... Fill in the blanks on your own.&lt;br /&gt;At my sister's house, there was a malay wedding. Then Joyce suddenly turned to me and went, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;"It'd be funny if we set loose 2 dogs here. Everyone would go "Aaahhh!!""&lt;/span&gt;. Meggie and Picca. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO SIMS 3. I need to find my sims 2 cd and restring my electric ALL BY TONIGHT. WAAAAHH SIMS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3835946432808901938?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3835946432808901938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3835946432808901938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3835946432808901938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3835946432808901938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/siss-house.html' title='Sis&apos;s House'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-5789793813225249816</id><published>2009-06-05T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:54:52.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Loving June Holidays</title><content type='html'>Started today at 1030am with Joyce at J8 to watch Monsters Vs Aliens. I love Bicarbonate Ostylezene Benzoate aka B.O.B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://threemonthstime.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/monsters_vs_aliens_seth_rogen_bob_pic_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 165px;" src="http://threemonthstime.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/monsters_vs_aliens_seth_rogen_bob_pic_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"(Brains)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turns out, you don't need one. Totally overrated!&lt;/span&gt; -Bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met with Ade, Shar and Sharon at my place for BBQ!!! Initially believing that the stuff Ade got is too little, most of us couldn't finish our baked potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My belief: CHEESE, BUTTER AND MAYONAISE GO WITH ANYTHING AND MAKES IT DELICIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them just stared in horror when I doused butter and piled chedar on all my food. But they later on thought it actually looked good. HAHAHAHAH. &gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a cake for Sharon too. Celebrate her belated birthday. But she kinda caught us while we were putting the candles on the cake. Ade was annoyed and she refused to sing a birthday song for sharon.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but Sharon's cake was ultra chocolatey. So bloody rich and gelate. Despite that, we couldn't stop eating. I felt like I should stop, but I wanted to eat more. GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Ade: I feel like puking. But I can't stop eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow to my sister's house again for more Wii action and other stuff!!! I should be asleep since I've to wake early tomorrow, but I CAN'T SLEEP! I WANNA PLAY THE SIMS 3!!!  I HAVEN'T HAD THE TIME TO TOUCH IT YET SINCE I GOT IT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5789793813225249816?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5789793813225249816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5789793813225249816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5789793813225249816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5789793813225249816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-loving-june-holidays.html' title='I am Loving June Holidays'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3139272491849885534</id><published>2009-06-04T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:26:08.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little China Glam!</title><content type='html'>I love outings with Sheev. WE travel to the most exotic places in Singapore which is (sometimes) ulu-ated like Haw Par Villa, seriously you people who haven't been there should go before it's demolished. Go into the dragon I say!&lt;br /&gt;We travelled via the most primitive mode of transport ever, walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Little India, Kampung Glam and Chinatown in that order. We walked from the first to the second place and took a bus from the second to third. Rocks my socks. We went there to eat what that culture specialises in I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Sweets/snacks from Little India. DAMN RICH AS HELL.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what the names of the stuff are. But here goes...&lt;br /&gt;What we had:&lt;br /&gt;1. The 2 orange circular stuff on the 2nd row to your right.&lt;br /&gt;2. The cuboid of orange at the bottom left&lt;br /&gt;Both of which were pretty nice with the first few bites. Then it's like "Ugh" too rich. Sharon's fudge is more tolerable. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Right smack in the center of the top row. Yeah the white stuff. I swear it's for kids, it was damn milky. Felt like they hardened powdered milk together and dipped it in sugar. It's shaped like a wheel too. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rinaz.net/images/2007/08/indiansweets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://rinaz.net/images/2007/08/indiansweets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Kampung Glam for Teh Tarik. My idea. Couldn't think of anything more Kampung Glam-ish ya know? Oh but we also had bean curd at Bugis. No idea what it's called. Ulu place. I won't be able to walk there without Sheev.&lt;br /&gt;Sheev was in total denial when we were at Haji Street/Baghdad Street/Arab Street. Cause we did not know how to get to Chinatown from there. Hence, we were lost. Kay sheev? We even walked past a graffiti that read: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ABSURDLY LOST"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sheev: Wtf la. That was so in-my-face. We are not lost. We know where we want to go but we are just not going there yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. What a punchline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got to Chinatown, we went to our usual little favourite dessert stall behind Chinatown Point for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4hXq0eUuQ/SbPLqT1CI2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T5cqGz_SsoU/s400/Black+Sesame+paste.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4hXq0eUuQ/SbPLqT1CI2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T5cqGz_SsoU/s400/Black+Sesame+paste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4hXq0eUuQ/SbPLqT1CI2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T5cqGz_SsoU/s400/Black+Sesame+paste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chianglihui/pic/000dg2kz/s320x240"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chianglihui/pic/000dg2kz/s320x240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the latter to be bleaugh...&lt;br /&gt;Pics from google. Cause we both didn't bring cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next outing to Kranji War Memorial I think? For a picnic. LET'S GET MORBID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bloody addicted to Broken by Seether. &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfOYufGFiZg&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;border=" width="445" height="364" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm annoying my sister by constantly replaying ths song using her laptop. HAHAHAHAH. Gee, I'm not even at home and I'm at the computer.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH REMINDS ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first time I sat in a car with my sister officially allowed to drive with a license. Ahem. Imply, imply?&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh when she parked it was so funny. I had to get out of the car cause I felt like I would probably puke from the car constantly advancing and reversing. First not straight, then when it was finally straight, she couldn't get out cause the car was parked too near a wall. WAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3139272491849885534?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3139272491849885534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3139272491849885534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3139272491849885534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3139272491849885534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-china-glam.html' title='Little China Glam!'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1x4hXq0eUuQ/SbPLqT1CI2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T5cqGz_SsoU/s72-c/Black+Sesame+paste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-7848840851921007250</id><published>2009-06-03T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:14:29.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June Holidays!</title><content type='html'>I have quite an exciting line up of events this week. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's maths lesson was unintentionally hilarious as usual. MK is so damn funny and he actually means to have the total opposite effect but not working. AHAHAHAHA. It's most probably because we're at the age where fierce shouting and exclamations are treated more as a joke and kinda like "dude, don't take life too seriously. Relax".&lt;br /&gt;When he exclaimed "YAY!" I swear that was when he snapped. Couldn't control my laughter after he did that. I was already trying so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Pat took some of my games home. Can't remember which. Is that why he's not online? O.o Forgot to borrow my The Script Cd, Patson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new anime to watch or drama! Nice ones are taking waaay too long to come out. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear is at a chalet...awaiting for her return. Ahh.... I missed one of her calls. Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7848840851921007250?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7848840851921007250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7848840851921007250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7848840851921007250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7848840851921007250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-holidays.html' title='June Holidays!'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-8298984517269178609</id><published>2009-05-24T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:08:16.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glee!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when you wander around the internet, adventuring into areas where you usually wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Found out about this new TV show called 'Glee'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qeK0GFZUXU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qeK0GFZUXU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already watched the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PILOT&lt;/span&gt;. Know what that means? Means the show isn't officially out yet. MEANS I HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE NEXT EPISODE WHICH IS IN SEPTEMBER. OH GLEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe...breathe... I'll be popping over to Sharon's on a weekly basis(as if I don't already) to watch this cause I don't have cable. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-8298984517269178609?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8298984517269178609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8298984517269178609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8298984517269178609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8298984517269178609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/glee.html' title='Glee!!!!'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-4469438413103536214</id><published>2009-05-21T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:30:38.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wtf</title><content type='html'>omg so much has happened this week. I can't stop smiling or grinning or laughing whenever I think about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 18th of May. What day was it? Monday right? Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;-Via Phone-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh Joyce and I wanna order pizza. Is it super monday or super tuesday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Ade: Super monday la! But not today what. It's tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT? It's monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Ade: WHAT THE? IT'S TUESDAY LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No you f**ker! Today's monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Ade: I cannot believe you're arguing with me about this. Today's tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh my god, neither can I. Check your damn calender. It's monday.&lt;br /&gt;-Arguement continues for another 2 mins before she hangs up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Facebook-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Ade: So you got facebook and you didn't add me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Ade: Tsk, no you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I did la! Go check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Ade: And if you're not there how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh I have no worries. I'm definitely there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Joyce:-reads from site- You and Janice Chia are now friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Ade: Oh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce and Ade's whoa-now. HAHAHAHA. Never fails to make me smile at least. Always makes me almost burst out into a laughter. But gotta control when I'm on the bus alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon's birthday on 20th May. I finally have a friend to watch m18 movies with. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Joyce has not played the Sims before.&lt;br /&gt;Louisa is creeped out by Tiki Men.&lt;br /&gt;Dear is dead from poly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much screwed for Southeast Asia History. It was one of the longest time I played with my fingernails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-4469438413103536214?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4469438413103536214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4469438413103536214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4469438413103536214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4469438413103536214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/wtf.html' title='Wtf'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-1397392338395078554</id><published>2009-05-14T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:24:47.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sniff</title><content type='html'>Aww i'm so touched. Olivia just sent me a good luck sms for MYEs. T_T&lt;br /&gt;I wish her good luck too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1397392338395078554?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1397392338395078554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1397392338395078554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1397392338395078554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1397392338395078554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/sniff.html' title='sniff'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-4267661059983630783</id><published>2009-05-14T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:40:22.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Friend, indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Joyce is a horrible friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-About Birthdays-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when is Ade's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh 3 dec?&lt;br /&gt;-runs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOO&lt;br /&gt;How about Sharmila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry sharmila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND JUSTINA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 sep&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww most confident there huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;yours is uh, 28 jan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see at least i knmow&lt;br /&gt;*know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty obvious there&lt;br /&gt;Nighthowl28?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, i really remembered okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh so sharon's is on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i'm gonna use this as blackmail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just know its 20something this month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 on the dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade's birthday is not 3rd&lt;br /&gt;it's 2nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen;     I want my life back says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got that right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-4267661059983630783?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4267661059983630783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4267661059983630783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4267661059983630783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4267661059983630783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-friend-indeed_14.html' title='What a Friend, indeed'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3862462142715997423</id><published>2009-05-11T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:08:21.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonica</title><content type='html'>WTF laa I don't know why I'm playing MMORPGs now laaa.... What's with the Singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before: Ade and me. Our characters. The rest of the gang are off in lala land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgeyHeuArDI/AAAAAAAAAt0/eHJDD8TxePM/s1600-h/Dragonica09051100134802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgeyHeuArDI/AAAAAAAAAt0/eHJDD8TxePM/s320/Dragonica09051100134802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334428125218516018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgeyHleyuRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/nCAwaqDZA5I/s1600-h/Dragonica09051023595401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgeyHleyuRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/nCAwaqDZA5I/s320/Dragonica09051023595401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334428127033735442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...2...3...Laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3862462142715997423?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3862462142715997423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3862462142715997423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3862462142715997423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3862462142715997423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/dragonica.html' title='Dragonica'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgeyHeuArDI/AAAAAAAAAt0/eHJDD8TxePM/s72-c/Dragonica09051100134802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-7801591405442613834</id><published>2009-05-09T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:39:38.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qd</title><content type='html'>Omg I realized that I met up with QD like for 3 days this week. Poof~ to my MYE grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay yeah, that Assortment of Cadbury Chocolates made us real happy. REAL happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgVcT-uDAmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hXTvSTuXn_E/s1600-h/IMG_0141%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgVcT-uDAmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hXTvSTuXn_E/s320/IMG_0141%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333770832013623906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce with her keen focus on the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgVcT29JuGI/AAAAAAAAAts/YORHr7YYu48/s1600-h/IMG_0143%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgVcT29JuGI/AAAAAAAAAts/YORHr7YYu48/s320/IMG_0143%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333770829929494626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I only took 2 photos? I swear I thought Shar was playing with the camera. O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7801591405442613834?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7801591405442613834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7801591405442613834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7801591405442613834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7801591405442613834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/qd.html' title='Qd'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SgVcT-uDAmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hXTvSTuXn_E/s72-c/IMG_0141%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-5964663204593945024</id><published>2009-05-07T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:58:26.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made me Laugh</title><content type='html'>Gotta love it when your friends are a funny bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharon: &lt;/span&gt;(Omg Sharon, you're a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FREE THINKER&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;In the name of the father son holy spirit amen. We will pray for you Janice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msn: (Topic on me getting Facebook. And this restaurant city game is such a slave driver game. You hire your friends to work for you, they don't get paid and if you're mean enough, you'd get no food. Only sleep. It's hilarious.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg the restuarant city does sound fun to play&lt;br /&gt;but i'm too lazy to do up a facebook account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes go get a facebook acc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shar says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dont update la&lt;br /&gt;play games only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;but you only can make me your slave if i accept you as a friend right&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Shar says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;eh dont try to be funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shar says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shar says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce you're cooking for me now&lt;br /&gt;bcos i had bad business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL and you think joyce is gonna help you pull it back up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi.&lt;br /&gt;of course i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL baahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shar says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who has fb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fb= facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Shar says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people have facebook what&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cept me&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Waltz on minums, glide cross quavers. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt; (It's a taboo word)&lt;br /&gt;2gigs&lt;br /&gt;madness&lt;br /&gt;that excludes installation size&lt;br /&gt;which is another 2 gigs&lt;br /&gt;so have 4 gigs on your comp plox!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;its gonna take forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Shar says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i see plox?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My Brute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Haruka] Stone Queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i just got that tornado skill thing&lt;br /&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;永遠の夜 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shar says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i got the apple eating skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;永遠の夜 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; sounds intimidating&lt;br /&gt; what does it do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Cineja] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Facebook? Really? Why? Me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5964663204593945024?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5964663204593945024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5964663204593945024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5964663204593945024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5964663204593945024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/made-me-laugh.html' title='Made me Laugh'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-1888072666738697899</id><published>2009-05-04T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:17:33.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dub Thee....</title><content type='html'>Actually&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I proclaim Elizabeth Phua to be the QUEEN! ALL HAIL QUEEN ELIZABETH!!! WHOOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QD's Family Portrait = EPIC FAIL. Worse than the Adam's Family. Completely dysfunctional.&lt;br /&gt;Found them in the hidden depths of my email inbox. Like November 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sf7cAJB3XnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rhFkwbuN_Z8/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sf7cAJB3XnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rhFkwbuN_Z8/s320/DSC01532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331940903835098738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce's hair advertisement. WHOOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sf7cAZE_fGI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qMyNANnYZ54/s1600-h/DSC01534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sf7cAZE_fGI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qMyNANnYZ54/s320/DSC01534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331940908143180898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see us trying our very bloody best to stifle our laughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sf7cAXWII-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/1PQvuogwfv4/s1600-h/DSC01536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sf7cAXWII-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/1PQvuogwfv4/s320/DSC01536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331940907678180322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to tormenting Elizabeth via sms for history help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1888072666738697899?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1888072666738697899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1888072666738697899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1888072666738697899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1888072666738697899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dub-thee.html' title='I Dub Thee....'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sf7cAJB3XnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rhFkwbuN_Z8/s72-c/DSC01532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-806796632709801166</id><published>2009-05-01T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:37:38.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>1. Your reading my﻿ comment&lt;br /&gt;2. Now your saying/thinking thats a stupid fact.&lt;br /&gt;4. You didnt notice that i skipped 3.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your checking it now.&lt;br /&gt;6. Your smiling.&lt;br /&gt;7. Your still reading my comment.&lt;br /&gt;8. You know all you have read is true.&lt;br /&gt;10. You didnt notice that i skipped 9.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your checking it now.&lt;br /&gt;12. You didnt notice there are only 10 facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe Justina one favour. She has yet to decide. I'm anticipating. =O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-806796632709801166?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/806796632709801166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=806796632709801166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/806796632709801166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/806796632709801166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-223473117992550043</id><published>2009-04-28T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:41:03.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF.</title><content type='html'>If you spoke to me now, you'll see my worse side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you spoke to me now, you'll find out whatever I'm hiding from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you spoke to me now, be prepared for emotions overflow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you spoke to me now, my deepest and darkest side will show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I don't want to deal with this. I want to curl up into a corner.&lt;br /&gt;Please, leave me alone. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade, thank you for being there.&lt;br /&gt;If we were still fighting, I'd wouldn't have gotten through this.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. You made it more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're the only friend I could cry in front of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-223473117992550043?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/223473117992550043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=223473117992550043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/223473117992550043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/223473117992550043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/04/if.html' title='IF.'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-671283544183328203</id><published>2009-04-25T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:17:22.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BECAUSE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's a hobby&lt;br /&gt;2. Comes naturally to a person, like talking or walking&lt;br /&gt;3. It's effortless&lt;br /&gt;4. What you need to do is never as fun as what you want to do&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm President of the Procrastination Society&lt;br /&gt;6. I always underestimate how fast time passes&lt;br /&gt;7. The place, time and weather is always perfect for it&lt;br /&gt;8. I love to do it&lt;br /&gt;9. I want to do it&lt;br /&gt;10. I needto do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how when you are procrastinating, there are like 10,000 things to do, but when you finally finish your work, it's like "what now?"&lt;br /&gt;Hence, to have a funfilled and active life, procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing homework in this sweltering afternoon heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rant]Why is everyone so amused that I have pink bedsheets? I'm a girl if you didn't notice! No Lou, isn't the only one who made that remark. I love my pink bedsheets. kthxbye [/rant]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ATTEMPT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-671283544183328203?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/671283544183328203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=671283544183328203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/671283544183328203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/671283544183328203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/04/procrastinating.html' title='Procrastinating....'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-7057604362931779079</id><published>2009-04-24T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:01:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Note</title><content type='html'>Okay, so far it has been a fine week. Past econs test, wed ended at 12 and fri was sports day(meaning no school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have to STOP PLAYING ROCK BAND. STOP IT. ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, Joyce is becoming a pro-rb bassist. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I realized I'm embarrassing when I'm cranky and sleepy. Lou put the evidence on her blog. Like omgwtfbbq. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am becoming OLD. I actually bring umbrella out when there is sun. I thought I'd only reach this stage when I'm 30 or so. GAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- AHAHAHAHA I don't understand Keynesian theory. Been reading and reading. Now where's Sharon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Battlefield Heroes gave me their beta key to be a beta tester for their game, which is both a good thing and bad cause I've to freaking study but I LOVE gaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Why am I still on the comp?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7057604362931779079?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7057604362931779079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7057604362931779079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7057604362931779079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7057604362931779079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-to-note.html' title='Things to Note'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-2557291717832773297</id><published>2009-04-19T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:37:52.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Fun</title><content type='html'>I seriously enjoy hanging out with my friends. All of them are so hilarious. From now on I'm gonna try to put up pictures cause it helps you remember events better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce and Justina. Omg, my room's in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUP43wjYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/iItUNejDi14/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUP43wjYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/iItUNejDi14/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326232510004235650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More sections of my messy room. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUQhbJ-aI/AAAAAAAAAs0/o45WdTlvUa4/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUQhbJ-aI/AAAAAAAAAs0/o45WdTlvUa4/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326232520890120610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUQcHxexI/AAAAAAAAAss/fivMG-vX8jI/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUQcHxexI/AAAAAAAAAss/fivMG-vX8jI/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326232519466646290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves my bed. I love the pinky-ness of it. Sharon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUQ4VSuOI/AAAAAAAAAs8/hJv_0PmnBQ8/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUQ4VSuOI/AAAAAAAAAs8/hJv_0PmnBQ8/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326232527039543522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our BEST score ever on Rock Band.&lt;br /&gt;Sharmila- Guitarist&lt;br /&gt;Sharon - Drummer&lt;br /&gt;Joyce - Bassist&lt;br /&gt;Me- Singer&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Home by Coheed and Cambria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUytqOnyI/AAAAAAAAAtE/XWEXfGbTHVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUytqOnyI/AAAAAAAAAtE/XWEXfGbTHVQ/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233108290117410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos Videos! They were a BITCH to convert. &lt;br /&gt;Our performance has improved I must say in comparison to &lt;a href="http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2008/11/umm-rock-band.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Joyce: Bass (Left)&lt;br /&gt;Sharon: Guitar (Right)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Vocals (Top)&lt;br /&gt;Cameraman: Justina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushcrushcrush: Can't hear my voice that well in this. It's a blend of Hayley Williams and mine. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeqUP43wjYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/iItUNejDi14/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-6430787255095093917</id><published>2009-04-11T10:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:49:51.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, I must say</title><content type='html'>Had a GREAT Good Fri with the usual people. Which one this day marks the day which I find out how creepy Lou is to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Pics. I really love them. Really really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeAABqex4mI/AAAAAAAAAsU/1IHQzIHS7wE/s1600-h/2009-02-11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeAABqex4mI/AAAAAAAAAsU/1IHQzIHS7wE/s320/2009-02-11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323254788135182946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeAABULpnZI/AAAAAAAAAsE/jYyzsBf4yoE/s1600-h/spongebob-human.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeAABULpnZI/AAAAAAAAAsE/jYyzsBf4yoE/s320/spongebob-human.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323254782149369234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your clipboard??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeAABR61WdI/AAAAAAAAAr8/bu0seI7WEN8/s1600-h/imagesctrl-20v-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeAABR61WdI/AAAAAAAAAr8/bu0seI7WEN8/s320/imagesctrl-20v-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323254781541964242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Cams, if you like such stuff. I'm afraid of the dark. I have a phobia of it. I don't know why I enjoy looking at such stuff. It's the thrill, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darkartsmedia.com/LIVEFEED.html"&gt;http://darkartsmedia.com/LIVEFEED.html &lt;/a&gt; - The cam will show a ghost, you have to wait. I got to see mine after a min. But if you've waited there for 1hr, then err... please move on with life and try another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-6430787255095093917?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/6430787255095093917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=6430787255095093917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6430787255095093917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6430787255095093917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-i-must-say.html' title='Fun, I must say'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SeAABqex4mI/AAAAAAAAAsU/1IHQzIHS7wE/s72-c/2009-02-11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-2905317945802905144</id><published>2009-04-09T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:30:40.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party!</title><content type='html'>GOT AN A FOR PROJECT WORK!!! SO FAR SO GOOD FOR A LEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to party at a place called "Love the World" at the Singapore Flyer with Joyce and my sister and her whole lot of friends. Wonderful time/experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took real long to find the Singapore Flyer. Got super lost. But!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While trying to find the Singapore Flyer,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've seen many unexpected events!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might call it a blessing in disguise;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I call it a waste of my time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Short poem by me which was created on the spot while looking for the Singapore Flyer-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Harp performances, singing, etc.... Like why is everyone so busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got there, we've like walked around 1.5km. Yes. Cause they wrote that the estimated distance from City Hall mrt to Singapore flyer is 1.5km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bar/cafe is right under the Singapore Flyer. The view of the Singapore Flyer from the bar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMRCeoUI/AAAAAAAAArM/lbKUaIIO380/s1600-h/08042009628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMRCeoUI/AAAAAAAAArM/lbKUaIIO380/s320/08042009628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322725005679567170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled, ate our dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4duUcq5UI/AAAAAAAAAqk/zqc6OQKtZZ4/s1600-h/08042009619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4duUcq5UI/AAAAAAAAAqk/zqc6OQKtZZ4/s320/08042009619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322724491198653762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce, enjoying the atmosphere and dinner and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4duOXmC9I/AAAAAAAAAqU/hAOIiGDHn3o/s1600-h/08042009616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4duOXmC9I/AAAAAAAAAqU/hAOIiGDHn3o/s320/08042009616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322724489566751698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chia Yi kept making us drink alcohol. It was a bloody 34% vol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4duk_hPkI/AAAAAAAAAqs/t97u3iepNi8/s1600-h/08042009621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4duk_hPkI/AAAAAAAAAqs/t97u3iepNi8/s320/08042009621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322724495639789122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4dudzkU0I/AAAAAAAAAqc/IQ5EbupXzYM/s1600-h/08042009617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4dudzkU0I/AAAAAAAAAqc/IQ5EbupXzYM/s320/08042009617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322724493710611266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band playing: The Band's name is Chapter One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4dulpqNDI/AAAAAAAAAq0/b90sdh8Qd-M/s1600-h/08042009622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4dulpqNDI/AAAAAAAAAq0/b90sdh8Qd-M/s320/08042009622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322724495816537138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, the one on the extreme right. Spelt disaster for some reason. Nice candid pose though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4iIiUIVWI/AAAAAAAAArs/jqtMhkeQzkM/s1600-h/08042009632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4iIiUIVWI/AAAAAAAAArs/jqtMhkeQzkM/s320/08042009632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322729339644040546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce's back as we took a stroll on the balconey of the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMCO5v3I/AAAAAAAAAq8/I4BcXhcGYcE/s1600-h/08042009625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMCO5v3I/AAAAAAAAAq8/I4BcXhcGYcE/s320/08042009625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322725001705144178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right opposite the bar, this HSR thing was going on. No idea what exactly was going on. But the celebrity Mark Lee was the host. The Engrish was rather bad, so was the maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You bet on who you think will win. If you think number 5 is champion, you bet $50 and you correct, you get 5 times $50. Which means you get $200."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;If you can't tell what's wrong, go get yourself checked immediately.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMI29QFI/AAAAAAAAArE/-sF6RtVegBw/s1600-h/08042009627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMI29QFI/AAAAAAAAArE/-sF6RtVegBw/s320/08042009627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322725003483758674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being pigs, we wanted to eat more. So we got the menu for other food. This one was worrying.&lt;br /&gt;It reads: "8. Balls of Fire - Assorted 'balls' .....&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's with the apostrophes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMmYBF_I/AAAAAAAAArU/51AJAY3XNy0/s1600-h/08042009633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMmYBF_I/AAAAAAAAArU/51AJAY3XNy0/s320/08042009633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322725011407050738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we ordered this 5 bread and 2 something... the sauce was OMFG SPICY. I couldn't talk for awhile cause it was so tongue numbingly spicy. It's like someone crushed the seeds of chilli padis and mixed it in chilli crab sauce. That was the taste of it. Well we were warned, the menu wrote: "Not for the faint hearted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMuNLgCI/AAAAAAAAArc/6NmGTKIdOk0/s1600-h/08042009634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMuNLgCI/AAAAAAAAArc/6NmGTKIdOk0/s320/08042009634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322725013509079074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dessert: Joyce and I ate the ice cream cause we needed to take the spiciness away. We both didn't want to eat the walnut and the artificial cherry(hidden by the brownie. Can see it's stalk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eWmesCuI/AAAAAAAAArk/V_GHpFU6GZY/s1600-h/08042009635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eWmesCuI/AAAAAAAAArk/V_GHpFU6GZY/s320/08042009635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322725183233723106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Good Friday all! and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIANE/DIANA/DEH!!!! =)&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/4736610790904455067-2905317945802905144?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/2905317945802905144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=2905317945802905144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2905317945802905144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2905317945802905144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/04/party.html' title='Party!'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/Sd4eMRCeoUI/AAAAAAAAArM/lbKUaIIO380/s72-c/08042009628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-8203274503671835219</id><published>2009-04-08T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:28:52.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some notes to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay I swear Lou might have passed the flu to me even though she says she doesn't have flu. She was sneezing and sniffing like no one's business. BUT IT'S TOTALLY FINE LOU. I'm okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alyya is confused about her religion. Very.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch out for Alyya(aka Ali Hassan, Ali Baba) she's the head of 40 thieves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diane should stop trying to matchmake even though she says she won't interferre in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chase people for Kinder Joy and have a very chocolatey Good Friday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to sing a BFMV song for Rock Band. How to scream throughout a song 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICTURES. CAUSE WE ALL NEED TO LAUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the wonders of maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfRI4s4I/AAAAAAAAAp0/HDswaKOO2mo/s1600-h/198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfRI4s4I/AAAAAAAAAp0/HDswaKOO2mo/s320/198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322277830891451266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much gaming here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfE0yizI/AAAAAAAAAps/Xk4BvxGItCQ/s1600-h/190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfE0yizI/AAAAAAAAAps/Xk4BvxGItCQ/s320/190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322277827585936178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY HAVE I NOT THOUGHT OF THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfOumJbI/AAAAAAAAApk/Min6zeBJjpk/s1600-h/181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfOumJbI/AAAAAAAAApk/Min6zeBJjpk/s320/181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322277830244312498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naw... really? You don't say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfdkyhSI/AAAAAAAAAp8/-990bZkxUuA/s1600-h/132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfdkyhSI/AAAAAAAAAp8/-990bZkxUuA/s320/132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322277834229712162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness. Click on the picture and look closer. It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHjvS2R3I/AAAAAAAAAqM/KQVWA7xkfS8/s1600-h/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHjvS2R3I/AAAAAAAAAqM/KQVWA7xkfS8/s320/49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322277907705775986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stereotyping!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfbULxaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/t27F5dRoAQk/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfbULxaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/t27F5dRoAQk/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322277833623192994" 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/4736610790904455067-8203274503671835219?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8203274503671835219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8203274503671835219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8203274503671835219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8203274503671835219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-notes-to-self-okay-i-swear-lou.html' title=''/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdyHfRI4s4I/AAAAAAAAAp0/HDswaKOO2mo/s72-c/198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-1851990788779028146</id><published>2009-04-05T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:17:48.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle....</title><content type='html'>Went to study that the genius's house again. Want proof she's a genius?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE: Yeah her name's there so you can hunt her down and take her brains. That's a History Essay btw, see the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"World War two", "Atlantic Charter" and "Southeast Asia"&lt;/span&gt;. For those who take JC H2 history will know how hard is it to get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 marks for ONE essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Other stuff you need to know is that she's from HCI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SditvBgpVyI/AAAAAAAAApc/1Ea2R0HT5Gw/s1600-h/04042009614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SditvBgpVyI/AAAAAAAAApc/1Ea2R0HT5Gw/s320/04042009614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321193983109060386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle which happened before we went to meet the genius: OUR FIRST BAND GOLD STAR!!! So now we know it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Sharon: It's not a myth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdituzOTLfI/AAAAAAAAApU/fVzvPooNJZU/s1600-h/04042009613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdituzOTLfI/AAAAAAAAApU/fVzvPooNJZU/s320/04042009613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321193979274014194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learnt a lesson at the genius's house. That is that you must complete your sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I've never ate this peanut candy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Sharon: You sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Sharon: -stares-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: PRETTY SURE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1851990788779028146?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1851990788779028146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1851990788779028146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1851990788779028146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1851990788779028146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/04/miracle.html' title='Miracle....'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SditvBgpVyI/AAAAAAAAApc/1Ea2R0HT5Gw/s72-c/04042009614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-9161507572528895629</id><published>2009-04-02T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:23:20.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rare Happiness</title><content type='html'>One of my rare happy days in school was today. Probably the after effects of April Fools.&lt;br /&gt;Funnier than happier actually, but I didn't get into any trouble today or whatsoever. Whee-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Event 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Poor Lou. I swear stuff like that only happens in comics. At her house area, apparently, the crows attack people. One lovely day while walking back to her house, a crow dived at her. Lou felt it swooping down and in a reflex, swung her book at the crow and ran for her very life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing that I was giggling throughout econs lecture which made her keep saying, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Stop laughing at me la, Janice"&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for keeping me awake.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't remember any crows circling me and trying to peck me when I walked past there previously... Maybe you have something on you Lou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Event 2:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to make fun of Halal or anything, but I find they're so strict with it that it's rather comical.&lt;br /&gt;Alyya(aka Ali Hassan, Allya etc) wanted to give me some of her whatever noodle soup. But I couldn't use my spoon to take some cause my spoon has "touched" non-halal stuff and I couldn't use hers either cause I was eating non-halal food. So we did a transfere from one spoon to another. While transferring, fearing that her spoon might touch my "unclean" spoon, I gasped, "DON'T TOUCH! DON'T TOUCH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Alyya: WALAO YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE SO ANXIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I was just being considerate. I don't want to have you walking to get another spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Alyya: Whatever just shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -laughs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Event 3:&lt;br /&gt;I bet everyone has experienced watching a girl with long hair in front of you tie her hair. Damn distracting. During a university talk (which just dimmed my glimmer of hope into a Singapore Uni), there was this girl taking real long to tie her hair. I was watching her for awhile then realized, "why am I looking at her?"&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked at Shahin who was just STARING at the girl. Then I went, "Looking at the girl?" and she snapped out of it. Then I obviously starting laughing and so did she. I also looked over to Alyya who's eyes kept shifting from the girl to the powerpoint screen and back. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Event 4:&lt;br /&gt;I love classes where everyone's clueless about the subject and we try to make random guesses about what is the correct answer to the question. Like maths. Everyone just answered the question with whatever knowledge they had of maths to try and answer and my tutor replied, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"What you guys are doing is like this: Your neighbours house is 2 steps away, but instead, you take a bus to the interchange and take the MRT all the way to the end of Singapore and then take a bus all the way back home then go to your neighbours house".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Shahin: We don't care, we're just answering whatever that comes to our minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Event 5:&lt;br /&gt;Got to know a J1 who lives near me, takes the same bus to school and fro and gets on the same bus stop as me. Whoo. Bus buddy. Now.... What was her name again? =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-9161507572528895629?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/9161507572528895629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=9161507572528895629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/9161507572528895629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/9161507572528895629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-rare-happiness.html' title='My Rare Happiness'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-564197561494195330</id><published>2009-03-31T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:45:22.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White butler Club</title><content type='html'>Join the White Butler Club! Joyce and I are the only members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still oogling over this guy. Ahhhh..... He looks so sad as if he's about to cry. Stupid Lucia. &gt;.&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdIYya5AbGI/AAAAAAAAApA/JlZzVNXGX8U/s1600-h/918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdIYya5AbGI/AAAAAAAAApA/JlZzVNXGX8U/s320/918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319341364368927842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY STARE FEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdIeSeJVreI/AAAAAAAAApM/BA01pdOkrvM/s1600-h/km3014mohc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdIeSeJVreI/AAAAAAAAApM/BA01pdOkrvM/s320/km3014mohc9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319347412556688866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though he's a psycho and hermaphrodite, there's still an ounce of awesomness in him. But not enough to make you go "KYAAAA" like the one above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdIYeYVOM6I/AAAAAAAAAo4/PSrOTbp3yc8/s1600-h/screenshots_85028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdIYeYVOM6I/AAAAAAAAAo4/PSrOTbp3yc8/s320/screenshots_85028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319341020084581282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more white butlers to drool over. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-564197561494195330?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/564197561494195330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=564197561494195330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/564197561494195330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/564197561494195330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/white-butler-club.html' title='White butler Club'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SdIYya5AbGI/AAAAAAAAApA/JlZzVNXGX8U/s72-c/918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-4141471742584539777</id><published>2009-03-30T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:30:43.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that I'll look back, and laugh</title><content type='html'>Rock band-ed all day yesterday. Also played RE5 and Fatal Frame with Joyce, Justina and sharon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In rock band, that game just manages to get your brain all screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, if the song is too hard and you can't find the pause button on your instrument, just scream PAUSE and one of us will come to your rescue.&lt;br /&gt;-Song begins-&lt;br /&gt;-After 20seconds into the song-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Joyce: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GWWWAAAAWWWKKK!!!&lt;/span&gt; PAUSE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently "pause" was a lil difficult for her to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urhmm, I also said something. But ah, don't have to remember that.&lt;br /&gt;Laaaa di daa di daaa~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-4141471742584539777?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4141471742584539777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4141471742584539777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4141471742584539777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4141471742584539777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-ill-look-back-and-laugh.html' title='Things that I&apos;ll look back, and laugh'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-4365791584902552092</id><published>2009-03-24T23:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:42:35.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is getting ANNOYING</title><content type='html'>Guess what I am gonna talk about?&lt;br /&gt;One of the hottest debates and controversial topics now: Gaming and Violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over, articles on the Straits Times or whatsoever newspaper, over the years have been constantly reporting that violent video-games lead to real-life violence and they back it up with a few major examples like the Virginia Tech Massacre of 2007 or closer to the heart cases such as the NTU professor stabbing incident, SAF officer goes MIA and a rape of a 10 year old.&lt;br /&gt;So quickly and seemingly without any further thought and evaluation, the media immediately shoves the blame onto Video Games.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not surprised? I mean, doing something like that would definitely cause an uproar in the realm of the controversial and boom readership, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah according to them it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The MMORPG World of Warcraft makes youth stab their professors. (NTU)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WoW causes a person to leave the military and run off to self-exile. (SAF)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AuditionSEA turns you into a paedophile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Yeah... IF that's the case, shouldn't there be more of such cases? I mean WoW is one of the most played online game across the globe. It holds 62% of shares on the MMORPG market. Then shouldn't we have more dead professors and military leavers?&lt;br /&gt;Audition Online has currently has 300 million players worldwide(source from wiki). Then paedophilia should be more rampant.&lt;br /&gt;Am I missing something? Cause apparently that's what newspapers are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violence has existed before the creation of the First video Game. Or are you meaning to tell me the Nazis played Castle Wolfenstein which caused the annihilation of 6 million jews? Was the 100 year war between France and England a result of playing too much Age of Empires?&lt;br /&gt;Why then when the violence which happens now, blamed so quickly on video games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before video games, violence was blamed on music, movies and television shows. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because we need to blame something? The human spirit can't shoulder the blame of the problem that we have created ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't a human's most basic natural instinct: Fight to survive? What, are you telling me that was the result of playing video games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there has been research shown that violent video games can lead to aggressive behaviour. But isn't that a normal human, unconcious/sub-conscious, reaction? For example, watching Barney and Friends would invoke a more peaceful, harmonious feeling which leaves the audience feeling pleasant after the show while watching Hannibal would lead to aggressive thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Or a more primitive example is getting scolded and getting praised. Which would result in a more positive reaction?&lt;br /&gt;If you're saying that because violent video games can lead to aggressive tendencies which may result in something detrimental, then we should prevent it by not allowing those games to be played. Then I ask you, means if getting scolded leads to a more negtive reaction which could possibly lead to unwanted reactions, and to prevent it, scolding should be stopped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since violent video games could lead to aggressive behaviour and should not be allowed, then what about real-like games like Laser Tag or Paintball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we ban video games, how about the other games like "Guitar Hero" or "The Sims"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some would say that video games even though might not lead to the violence, but are a WASTE OF TIME. I wince everytime I see that.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if people who declared that have ever played any games past windows Solitaire? Games now are not that simple anymore. It is no more the "run, shoot, kill, survive" type of gameplay but now more and more games have the "effect of your actions" element. Games now have a more emotional storyline. It reaches further into a gamers inner self, probing at our moral values and emotions. It is not because we are obsessed geeks with no life, it's because games have managed to draw our very being into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing video games since 5. My first game ever played was on a windows 95 called "mother goose". I'd sneak to use the computer to finish the game over and over, faster each time. My parents then got for me a NES console. I've played the very old Contra, Motocross and Starship battles. I then went on and got a gameboy. Which I played fighting games such as Real About Special. By 10, I was addicted to video games on gameboys and computers.&lt;br /&gt;Fastforward to now, at 18 years I am still playing video games, both violent and not. My whole life since young till now has mostly revolved around video games.&lt;br /&gt;If what the controvery about violent video games = real life violence, I should be already either imprisoned or dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like violent video games. Even though I've played so much, I still cringe at blood and massive gore. IMHO, I think violent video games allow me to see what the World could have been if we were violent, an experience which I would not wish to live through in reality.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL VIDEOGAMES BECOME BETTER THAN REAL LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mfv_hOFT1S4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mfv_hOFT1S4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-4365791584902552092?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4365791584902552092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4365791584902552092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4365791584902552092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4365791584902552092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-getting-annoying.html' title='This is getting ANNOYING'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-6392633133589522975</id><published>2009-03-21T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:31:30.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just open your eyes</title><content type='html'>And see that life is beautiful.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda realized why I really enjoy rock band. Besides the atmosphere where everyone picks up a plastic instrument and plays to a favourite song, I like Rock Band cause it has GREAT SONGS. Many of my current ipod songs are because of influences of Rb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I'd hate metal. Really hate the screaming and hard rock. But I realized, because of Rock band, that metal songs are usually songs that are the most meaningful. No lyrics that have blond guys singing "Don't leave me, I beg you, Love of my life" or whatsoever, but instead, they have lyrics like&lt;br /&gt;"Life is Beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Sixx Am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qPzXBh38h6Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qPzXBh38h6Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually really hate hard rock. Cause it's usually just noise to me. But... but. This song is just awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-6392633133589522975?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/6392633133589522975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=6392633133589522975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6392633133589522975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6392633133589522975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-open-your-eyes.html' title='Just open your eyes'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-5144425068318273527</id><published>2009-03-20T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:27:44.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Ain't Right</title><content type='html'>Met up with Ade and Joyce yesterday to play Rock Band and Resident Evil 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate it when your brain and your mouth don't click? Or whatever you say just isn't correct? Isn't it frustrating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 1:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Joyce, just stop playing your Ratchase.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Joyce: -corrects- Mousehunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; (some game on facebook)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Ade: Eww! I'm playing as Sheva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah but it's not the same Sheva as the one in Resi...I mean Fatal...UGH! I MEAN FINAL FANTASY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Ade: Eh same as your game... that Medal of Honour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This game does exist though. But didn't entice me to buy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -corrects- Gears of War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Ade: Oh, it's Jill! From Regident.... I mean Resident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 5: This was just a bloody jinx.&lt;br /&gt;-while playing RE5-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Ade: Oh we have to protect him from the zombies again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's fine as long as there isn't a chain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-hears chainsaw- BRRRRZZZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Ade: You jinx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Brillant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. We got the song "Time is Running Out" stuck in our head cause of Rock Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing the Sims 2. All that talk about Sims 3 made me wanna play it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5144425068318273527?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5144425068318273527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5144425068318273527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5144425068318273527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5144425068318273527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-aint-right.html' title='It Ain&apos;t Right'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-5666318084260305896</id><published>2009-03-16T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:11:34.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Residents of Evil</title><content type='html'>I am glad RE5 came to the xbox. Means I can play it without bleeding out another $600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://golf-club-galaxy.com/video-games-universe/resident-evil-5/resident-evil-5-xbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://golf-club-galaxy.com/video-games-universe/resident-evil-5/resident-evil-5-xbox.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Chris and Sheva on the cover. You're gonna play as them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(duh)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the opening, you get treated to this beak-face guy and his torture of some African. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Feel the racism coming, people)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.eurogamer.net/assets/articles//a/3/7/0/7/4/7/ss_preview_04.jpg.jpg?slideshow=true"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 504px; height: 283px;" src="http://images.eurogamer.net/assets/articles//a/3/7/0/7/4/7/ss_preview_04.jpg.jpg?slideshow=true" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finished the game yet cause Sheva got aggravating. I WANT THE RESIDENT EVIL 4 GAMEPLAY BACK/STYLE BACK.&lt;br /&gt;Actually everything's about the same as RE4, the way zombies charge towards you, how they react to a gunshot, die and the SFX is almost the same as its predecessor.&lt;br /&gt;However there are also stuff from RE4 not in RE5. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the merchant from RE4 and his strange accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.capcom-central.com/ResidentEvil/ResidentEvil4/images/char/merch.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.capcom-central.com/ResidentEvil/ResidentEvil4/images/char/merch.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the inventory system where you adjust the positioning of your items according to the grids. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Of course I miss that blond guy called Leon down there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.e.akamai.net/f/248/5462/2h/images.gamezone.com/screens/18/1/6/s18106_ps2_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 247px;" src="http://a248.e.akamai.net/f/248/5462/2h/images.gamezone.com/screens/18/1/6/s18106_ps2_4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss not having a partner whose AI makes you scream &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"WHAT THE F**K, SHEVA?! DON'T BLOCK MY WAY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt; STOP USING AMMO FASTER THAN RUNNING WATER&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; /&lt;/span&gt; STOP SHOOTING ME, BITCH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Resident Evil 5 also starts off the first chapter intense by having you run away from this, what they call, Executioner and a bunch of African "zombies" for like 10 mins till help comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gamingindians.com/wp-content/gallery/resident-evil-5/resident-evil-5-004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 523px; height: 294px;" src="http://www.gamingindians.com/wp-content/gallery/resident-evil-5/resident-evil-5-004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE4 had you fighting off this chainsaw guy(bottom) along with Spanish "zombies" till the church bell rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ui27.gamespot.com/1114/chainsaw2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 237px;" src="http://ui27.gamespot.com/1114/chainsaw2_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE5: They should seriously take away the healing-spray action. It looks like you're using deodorant to heal yourself. It's really strange. RE4 had nothing of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1up.com: Sheva and deodorant-healing spray don't go along well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.joystiq.com/media/2009/02/resident-evil-5-suspicious-herbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 526px; height: 296px;" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.joystiq.com/media/2009/02/resident-evil-5-suspicious-herbs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many games. So little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15/03/08: I am the faction master of Fighters Guild, Magicians Guild and The Darkbrother Hood in TES: Oblivion(Xbox 360)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a geek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5666318084260305896?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5666318084260305896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5666318084260305896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5666318084260305896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5666318084260305896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/residents-of-evil.html' title='The Residents of Evil'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3419899370082182912</id><published>2009-03-11T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:11:35.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT A BUTLER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's all I wanted to say. I've been watching too many shows with Butlers as the main theme and all of them are cool. Sigh. I want one. Omg does anyone have a butler in Singapore? Sounds too western for us. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inspirations&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(for a lack of a better expression)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbfFjPoFmBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pb8aCr6uFsA/s1600-h/largeAnimePaperscans_Kuroshitsuji_N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbfFjPoFmBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pb8aCr6uFsA/s320/largeAnimePaperscans_Kuroshitsuji_N.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311931494787553298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he was the antagonist of the show. OMG WHITENESS!!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-sings-Ahhhhhhh~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbfFjQ0NL5I/AAAAAAAAAog/hpKlZ66Rxvk/s1600-h/10128297609_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbfFjQ0NL5I/AAAAAAAAAog/hpKlZ66Rxvk/s320/10128297609_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311931495106817938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good guy. Looks mediocre to the one above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbfFjkpB9VI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8tw6LGjVKLQ/s1600-h/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbfFjkpB9VI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8tw6LGjVKLQ/s320/untitled2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311931500428653906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.... I sound like a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough Janice, it's just a phase, just a phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I STILL WANT TO KEEP A MONKEY AND THAT ISN'T A PHASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3419899370082182912?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3419899370082182912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3419899370082182912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3419899370082182912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3419899370082182912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want.html' title='I want.'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbfFjPoFmBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pb8aCr6uFsA/s72-c/largeAnimePaperscans_Kuroshitsuji_N.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-7762800245640544695</id><published>2009-03-09T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:53:00.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I'm blogging when I have my common tests BUT I felt like I had to get some stuff out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly:&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE CALL THE GHOSTBUSTERS PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbUcuHq0bKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3SpwRihoQg0/s1600-h/08032009608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbUcuHq0bKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3SpwRihoQg0/s320/08032009608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311182914211572898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's bloody spooky. Sharon's house is haunted by a samurai spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prove that it was not because of some samuarai amour:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbUct74Eh4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/OMq2OHeMjqs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbUct74Eh4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/OMq2OHeMjqs/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311182911045928834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon and I are hoping that there might be a possibilty that Sharon's part japanese and that's some ancestral spirit GUARDING the place and not some evil poltergeist wanting to chase the Seng family out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARON AND I HAVE PASSED A LEVEL CHINESE!!! WHOO!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;＼（＾∀＾）メ（＾∀＾）ノ&lt;br /&gt;A CELEBRATION IS A MUST. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(of course not at sharons house due to THAT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when I saw a PASSING MARK, not telling what, on my result sheet I called my sister and she invited me over for some SUSHI!!! YAAAAAYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;At her house was when IRONY STRUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-note that my sister went skydiving in Australia last year-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convo:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey Jie, will you pierce another earhole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jie: No?! I've grown past the age where you do wild and adventurous stuff. I'm too old for all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jiayi: Yeah... at this age, we jump off planes instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for common test to be over. I wanna play my Resident Evil 5. The top of my black xbox is turning very white. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7762800245640544695?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7762800245640544695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7762800245640544695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7762800245640544695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7762800245640544695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SbUcuHq0bKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3SpwRihoQg0/s72-c/08032009608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-1118797824084134823</id><published>2009-03-01T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:28:38.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lionshareproductions.com/site/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/spc_keyart_001_forweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 225px;" src="http://lionshareproductions.com/site/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/spc_keyart_001_forweb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I watched Spectacular! cause movies with music in it always interest me. It INTERESTS me. Doesn't equate to me LIKING it. Like I'm interested in High School Musical but I'm not a fan of it. Point set?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't tell me I should be studying cause I know and I feel damn guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Review of the movie: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Lots of contrast to HSM cause that's the closest movie that Spectacular can link to]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I Liked:&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS TALENT. There is raw talent of the cast in the movie in comparison to HSM. I'm betting that many of the backup cast are already in professional jobs. Like Caspian is most probably already in some musical theatre group cause a voice like that is not easy to find off the street. The credentials of the main cast overshadow those of HSM. At least 2 of them were actually theatre performers so you can expect better quality singing and performing than HSM. You should listen to one of Nolan Gerard Funk's song and immediately contrast it to Zac Efron's. Mega OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs are done extremely well too. The songs which were sang by more than 2 people are very very well harmonized. Listen to "Something to Believe in" and contrast it to "We're All in This Together". The former has a nice balance and mix of male/female voices which blends nicely together, while the latter just sounds like the whole stadium just singing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dances? They look more professionally cheorographed. Especially the one's done by Ta-Da. (Of course this is in comparison to HSM). Also, Spectacular seemed to have gone an extra mile in finding talent. Like the performance part, there's this section where you can see a guy doing ballet. Sharon was commenting that "his form is perfect".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't Like:&lt;br /&gt;Okay yeah, the story did not have that much developement cause it seemed rushed. It was just a revelation one after another in a quick sequence to the audience that it doesn't leave you fulfilled. The build up to the main conflict wasn't that significant. It came and went too fast. Also, the problems were solved far too easily. There were no consequence to a character's bad decision or a problem. It just passes and everyone forgets it so simply. That just didn't leave any lasting impressions on me. HSM beats Spectacular here cause there's this cliched build up that the audience can absorb slowly before the main conflict of the movie. But then again, Disney's movies never go out of this cliched romance guideline for most of their shows. Whilst on the other hand, Nickelodeon doesn't seem to want to conform to that.&lt;br /&gt;I guess Disney's better at reaching out to audiences and relating to the child in everyone which makes HSM a more appealing movie to the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all?&lt;br /&gt;If you're very critical about movie productions and music, Spectacular seems to win.&lt;br /&gt;Appeal/Storywise: HSM wins hands down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-1118797824084134823?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/1118797824084134823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=1118797824084134823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1118797824084134823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/1118797824084134823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah-i-watched-spectacular-cause-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-8616605240599621376</id><published>2009-02-25T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:41:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Forget</title><content type='html'>Whoa, I met my childhood friend today. Haven't seen him for ages, much less talked to him. Like 5 years?&lt;br /&gt;Dang, feels bad when someone recognises you but you don't recognise them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wei: Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Sharon: Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -turns and looks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Sharon: Recognise him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wei: Sure cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -thinks hard- Err... no??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Sharon: It's Wei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OH MY GOD. HE LOOKS ULTRA DIFFERENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wei: -chuckles-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Sharon: Eh met him awhile back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -still in shock- What you mean YOU recognised him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Sharon: Eh... not immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;And I am one of the last to meet him. Even my dad has met him before me. YEAH. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Pa, I met Wei today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dad: I saw him a few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?! You didn't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft. He's effing tall now. Last time we used to compare heights and I'd always scoff for being taller. Now I'm like a midget beside him. Sharon said he's about 189? I'm like 160?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to his voice after it broke. Haha. Sharon and I think he looks older than us. =(&lt;br /&gt;And he has hair now. hahaha! When we were young his hair was always buzzcut or shaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Get his hp no.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; I still remember cycling around Gardens and playing all sorts of games with him and sometimes Sharon will join. His brother taught me Badminton.&lt;br /&gt;His Bouganvilla Tree which our shuttlecock will get stuck in. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Memories. I had a fun childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget this, Janice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-8616605240599621376?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8616605240599621376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8616605240599621376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8616605240599621376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8616605240599621376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-forget.html' title='Don&apos;t Forget'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-3496466497310255484</id><published>2009-02-03T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:37:55.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We all Need to Laugh</title><content type='html'>School's still sucky. Can it get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far Side Gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg526lJVXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/X-s0MSHJSxE/s1600-h/p7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg526lJVXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/X-s0MSHJSxE/s320/p7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548577202165106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5267YboI/AAAAAAAAAn4/0_oMTzvasTI/s1600-h/p6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5267YboI/AAAAAAAAAn4/0_oMTzvasTI/s320/p6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548577295429250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg52nwRY2I/AAAAAAAAAnw/wCYjB95amnI/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg52nwRY2I/AAAAAAAAAnw/wCYjB95amnI/s320/p1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548572148556642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communist Sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5sxXdjkI/AAAAAAAAAno/eHGToaOQPPA/s1600-h/2888cc7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5sxXdjkI/AAAAAAAAAno/eHGToaOQPPA/s320/2888cc7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548402930159170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Political cartoonist are never pleased. They critic everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5s5NCQTI/AAAAAAAAAng/McN8fTzgQ6E/s1600-h/j036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5s5NCQTI/AAAAAAAAAng/McN8fTzgQ6E/s320/j036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548405033910578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means no Sharmilas either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5s1ilkiI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jszuxGqzulA/s1600-h/sign3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5s1ilkiI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jszuxGqzulA/s320/sign3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548404050563618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the genius who said this? I'll be your eternal servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5siWOOgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/267SDLdOdyE/s1600-h/slinkys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5siWOOgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/267SDLdOdyE/s320/slinkys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548398898428418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yelling is always more effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5sSh8UaI/AAAAAAAAAnI/6rkssFz78Jg/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg5sSh8UaI/AAAAAAAAAnI/6rkssFz78Jg/s320/sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548394652619170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH THIS:&lt;br /&gt;English Varieties and Accents.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/71AqG1YFURk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/71AqG1YFURk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-3496466497310255484?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/3496466497310255484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=3496466497310255484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3496466497310255484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/3496466497310255484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-all-need-to-laugh.html' title='We all Need to Laugh'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYg526lJVXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/X-s0MSHJSxE/s72-c/p7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-2992028528417813489</id><published>2009-02-02T17:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:01:04.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories~</title><content type='html'>Ugh the blog title sounds something out of Precious Memories or some 60's love song. But that's the best word to summarize everything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY BLOG IS 3 YEARS OLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been through thick and thin with me. Cheers to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-read a few of my older post. Brought back so much memories. Had a good laugh. Like the time where we scared Mdm Wong, Joyce's pitiful "I have coins", my sec 4 CNY and all the complaints I have of people... I still do actually. The same people. &gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny was burning some letters and bank stuff along with dried grass in her garden yesterday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Nope didn't see any clothes, Sharon. Phew.)&lt;/span&gt; So when you see a big bonfire, the first thing that should come to your mind is? IS?! MARSHMALLOWS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So my cousin and I were just squatting around the fire roasting our marshmallows while my granny desperately tried to turn all her letters into ashes. I wonder what was on it? =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my granny, we, the grandchildren, just love to ask her about our past. Apparently my great-granny was from Timbaktu and my great-grandfather was one of the few people who owned a car before WWII. Actually... WHAT EXACTLY AM I?! My father's side seems to be quite complicated.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting for Sharon to finish her piano lessons. That supa woman. I can't even have normal maths tuition regularly cause I'm a bloody lazy ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE GET FOR ME THE SKIES OF AMERICA ALBUM!!! PLEASE! PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Bits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Phua Chu Kang was asked to make a sentence using 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 and&lt;br /&gt;10. Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 back to 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he came up with......&lt;br /&gt;"1 day I go 2 climb up a 3 outside a house to peep. But couple saw me,&lt;br /&gt;so I panic and 4 down. The man rush out and wanted to 5 with me. I run&lt;br /&gt;until I fall 6 and throw out. So I go into 7 eleven and grab some 8 to&lt;br /&gt;throw at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took a 9 and try to stab him. 10 God he run away. So, I put the 9&lt;br /&gt;back and pay for the 8 and left 7 eleven. Next day, I call my boss and&lt;br /&gt;say I am 6. He said 5, tomorrow also no need to come back 4 work. He&lt;br /&gt;also ask me to climb a 3 and jump down. I don't understand, I so nice 2&lt;br /&gt;him but I dont know what he 1".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phua Chu Kang... Ah Phua Chu Kang, the role-model of Singlish Speaking Singaporeans. My chinese teacher said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Looking at how China extracted their unique culture and put it into the opening of the 2008 Olympics, can Singapore do the same? What's unique about Singapore? I hope we don't see Phua Chu Kang walking out at the opening of the Youth Olympics"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;More Fun Stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why Freedom doesn't last long. Problem solved. China =Cheape but short-lived. If it was made anywhere else it'll be too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAi4AplYI/AAAAAAAAAmY/h3-Zf58xOAY/s1600-h/american_freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAi4AplYI/AAAAAAAAAmY/h3-Zf58xOAY/s320/american_freedom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298133717031163266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old all will die someday... So "Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust" huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAjAsHrfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/zWLRPz-H40I/s1600-h/imagesgrandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAjAsHrfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/zWLRPz-H40I/s320/imagesgrandma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298133719360974322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is useful for many people I know. More than a handful. Actually me too. I think maybe just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAjFQffnI/AAAAAAAAAmo/QO6Uw5V_WkE/s1600-h/imagemedication.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAjFQffnI/AAAAAAAAAmo/QO6Uw5V_WkE/s320/imagemedication.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298133720587271794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear, well-known communist state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAjZl9OJI/AAAAAAAAAm4/rCwwxN9a7R4/s1600-h/in_russia_smoking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAjZl9OJI/AAAAAAAAAm4/rCwwxN9a7R4/s320/in_russia_smoking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298133726046009490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayi. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbCoq0FQSI/AAAAAAAAAnA/VNCoX8jJExg/s1600-h/p5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbCoq0FQSI/AAAAAAAAAnA/VNCoX8jJExg/s320/p5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298136015591260450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums it up my entire feelings for JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAi1IxijI/AAAAAAAAAmg/92_qIqPIYYY/s1600-h/c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAi1IxijI/AAAAAAAAAmg/92_qIqPIYYY/s320/c1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298133716259932722" 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/4736610790904455067-2992028528417813489?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/2992028528417813489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=2992028528417813489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2992028528417813489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/2992028528417813489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/02/memories.html' title='Memories~'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYbAi4AplYI/AAAAAAAAAmY/h3-Zf58xOAY/s72-c/american_freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-6513315257506526700</id><published>2009-01-28T21:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:34:50.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ヘ(^_^ヘ)(ノ^_^)ノ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO ME TO ME TO ME!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally 18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ´ ▽ ` )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted to say. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the people who wished me. I'm sure I replied all. But if i didn't, here's my thanks.&lt;br /&gt;For all those that didn't wish, your just gonna be cursed. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ヽ(｀０´）ノ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great CNY + Birthday Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th of Jan:&lt;br /&gt;Visitations as usual. I brought a book to read cause I can't clique with my chinese speaking relatives. Language barrier and I'm the youngest. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th of Jan:&lt;br /&gt;Birthday eve! My sis planned a mini party for me. Alcohol appreciation for my birthday... Christ I swear I've put on 5kg. I kept eating the Cadbury chocolates cause it was damn nice. And all they served the whole day was deep fried food. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate Yusheng thing. YOU CANNOT LAU YUSHENG WHEN YOUR CHINESE SUCKS. Like my sister's chinese sucks so she couldn't think of proper 4-word phrases to say when she lau yusheng. Hence, she came up with &lt;b&gt;ALL/ANY&lt;/b&gt; of the 4-word phrases she can think of like "甜甜蜜蜜"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(sweet love or something like that has to do with romance. Please help clarify)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which has ZERO relation to chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;We would have thrown in other 4 word phrase in this situation like “原来如此”&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(You say this when you suddenly realise the source of the problem)&lt;/span&gt; or  “总而言之”&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(In conclusion)&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;None of the words have anything to do with CNY. But if your chinese sucks, you don't really have much of a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's chinese seriously sucks. We drank Brown Brothers Wine at 12mn to commemorate my 18 years of life. Everyone was being lame as usual...&lt;br /&gt;Conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jiayi: I like nuts of all kinds. I am what I eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Joy: 讲得好！讲得好！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(Well said! Well said!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; ~HA HA HA HA~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(your typical chinese laughter in ancient chinese dramas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jiayi: -raises wine glass- 床前明月光！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(This is from a famous old chinese poem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Joy: -stunned- ~HA HA HA~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jiayi: You're suppose to reply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Joy: 讲得好！讲得好！-raises wine glass-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Friend: I'll help her. 疑是地上霜!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Joy: 讲得好！讲得好！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[That's the only line she can say, apparently]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry for the chinese. It's funnier if you understand chinese-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Diane for my birthday present!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYBqB5sRxxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7Yljd_yRECM/s1600-h/28012009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYBqB5sRxxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7Yljd_yRECM/s320/28012009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296349742686652178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piggybank in the shape of a schoolbag. My goal is that 28th Jan 2010, I'll have $50 worth of coins in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra:&lt;br /&gt;We played the Wii at my sister's house. Mario Party is extremely fun cause you get to see your friends doing retarded stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Video:&lt;br /&gt;This is when you will paste a big L on your friend's forhead.&lt;br /&gt;Note the first few seconds when Joyce seemed uncertain whether to row forward or backward. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;The "ohhh" at the end is because one side was rowing too fast that the boat U-turned.&lt;br /&gt;-sorry for bad quality. Apparently from phone to comp destroys the quality. Sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AH8IN_5fWCY&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/AH8IN_5fWCY&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-6513315257506526700?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/6513315257506526700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=6513315257506526700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6513315257506526700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/6513315257506526700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY ヘ(^_^ヘ)(ノ^_^)ノ'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SYBqB5sRxxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7Yljd_yRECM/s72-c/28012009%28002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-7799171941390937982</id><published>2009-01-25T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:42:53.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloated ~~</title><content type='html'>I Love Reunion Dinners. Steamboats are a godsend. Mine had the frying pit around the soup cooker. Aaaahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHaGYrbRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/-lOcJcCZwsA/s1600-h/25012009%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHaGYrbRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/-lOcJcCZwsA/s320/25012009%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295256144341331218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a walking Tangyuan. -hiccup-&lt;br /&gt;My mission was to fry every dish. But err... quail eggs was just a tad too strange to be fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped prepare for dinner okay? Evidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHu1AoNzI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yc5U3qi_Qwg/s1600-h/25012009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHu1AoNzI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yc5U3qi_Qwg/s320/25012009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295256500454307634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patches and Sport gearing up for the Reunion Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHZzLyaxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/V-Y0KKgD-x8/s1600-h/25012009%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHZzLyaxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/V-Y0KKgD-x8/s320/25012009%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295256139186989842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just noticed. My granny's slippers are super pirated. -cough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHZ-IlK7I/AAAAAAAAAl4/2DABCzBTPZc/s1600-h/25012009%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHZ-IlK7I/AAAAAAAAAl4/2DABCzBTPZc/s320/25012009%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295256142126328754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new bedsheet! It's all pink with hearts all over. A great way to start off my Chinese New Year. WHOOPEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-7799171941390937982?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/7799171941390937982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=7799171941390937982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7799171941390937982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/7799171941390937982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/01/bloated.html' title='Bloated ~~'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXyHaGYrbRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/-lOcJcCZwsA/s72-c/25012009%28008%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-96005706367408501</id><published>2009-01-24T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:35:05.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday 1/ Shopping</title><content type='html'>FINALLY GOT A NEW WALLET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd Jan:&lt;br /&gt;My pre-birthday celebration with Ein, Joyce, Shar, Sheev and Jasmine was the 6 of us going to catch Red Cliff 2. Whoa damn long movie. But it was awesome. I made sharon and Joyce run from their respective schools to watch the movie. hahahahaha. =X&lt;br /&gt;Annoying CChigh students behind us. Laughing for no bloody reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to gardens with shar, joyce and einnie to have Frolick and then to packet food from chomps back to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY CAKE IN 2009, FROM QD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXsKD7uYdiI/AAAAAAAAAlg/uxg5gLe4zYo/s1600-h/23012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXsKD7uYdiI/AAAAAAAAAlg/uxg5gLe4zYo/s320/23012009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294836849592268322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm super egoistic. I believe I'll get another. HAHAHAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;Told them to skip the birthday song to me cause I find it real awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did the usual: Rock Band.&lt;br /&gt;Totally suck now. Haven't touched it in weeks, soon to be a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th Jan:&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping. GOT A SKIRT. A SKIRT OKAY?!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah idiots, I do wear skirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost got Shar to wear a dress.&lt;br /&gt;Sms Convo:&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'll probably wear my skirt one day when I go out with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Shar: Yeah and I'll wear a dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OKAY! I wear a skirt and you wear a dress on the next outing. Whoever doesn't, pays $50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Shar: WAH NO NO JUST KIDDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I better try to finish all my homework by tonight. So that I can enjoy my CNY. CHIONG AH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-96005706367408501?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/96005706367408501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=96005706367408501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/96005706367408501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/96005706367408501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-1-shopping.html' title='Birthday 1/ Shopping'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_uXH4JC3yqTU/SXsKD7uYdiI/AAAAAAAAAlg/uxg5gLe4zYo/s72-c/23012009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736610790904455067.post-5894198812994517524</id><published>2009-01-22T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:39:00.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Rawr-  (屮゜Д゜)屮</title><content type='html'>(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮(屮゜Д゜)屮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school is being fucking anal. Damn fucking anal! Wait, I said it was FUCKING ANAL right? ANAL.&lt;br /&gt;Not the first time I'm saying this. But seriously anal.&lt;br /&gt;It seriously sounds like the teachers are trying to act busy but putting students in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna say what school and give them another reason to go all moral and go all "You are a bad student" bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I have ZERO respect for some teachers. None. Zilch. I'm only talking politely to them cause &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THEY HAF DA POWA TO KICK U OUTTA SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad conduct grade, warning letter, expulsion blah blah. All threats used against you so that you'd become THEIR version of an ideal student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M FOR HUMAN RIGHTS. I DON'T NEED TO SUFFER UNDER AUTHORITARIAN AIRHEADS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they ask me to do something, and I ask them WHY. Oh my fucking blabbler god. -why did I even ask?-&lt;br /&gt;They're response: "This shows your character. Whether you have morals. Responsibility"&lt;br /&gt;-ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm-&lt;br /&gt;That's their answer to anything really. If you get a chance to, try it.&lt;br /&gt;Try going: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;"Why should I eat Hokkien Mee?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Response:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -You know it-&lt;/span&gt; "This shows your character. Whether you have morals. Responsibility"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh now my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have broken a mirror unconsciously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-5894198812994517524?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/5894198812994517524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=5894198812994517524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5894198812994517524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/5894198812994517524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/01/rawr.html' title='-Rawr-  (屮゜Д゜)屮'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-8633205062734704100</id><published>2009-01-21T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:43:40.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Blabbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President Barack Obama's&lt;/span&gt; inauguration today!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Bye bye George Bush!! And your long reign of umm, horror?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.necn.com/files/2009/01/20/vlcsnap-3909280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 185px;" src="http://cdn.necn.com/files/2009/01/20/vlcsnap-3909280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I listened to his entire speech, but hell, it was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; inspiring&lt;/span&gt;. I'm joining the crowd and waving Obama banners in hopes that he'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(heavily cliched)&lt;/span&gt; usher us into a new and better era. Be it economical, political and social. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(/cliche)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met."&lt;/blockquote&gt;-Resounding cheers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new black president is a scene indeed. His speech sent a few chills up my spine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(It better have right? If it didn't, Obama would have failed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to what this president, from his perspective of being a black, can give us. He promises a lot. A LOT. Most presidents do but hardly deliver. Should I add that Singapore wasn't invited to his inauguration? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh no&lt;/span&gt; Considering we've hosted F1 and the soon to be 2010 Youth Olympics, shouldn't our &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; politicians be given at least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; seat? Ahem, moving along.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention he promised a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed P&amp;amp;P to re-watch today. The Keira Knightly one. The one where my Literature teacher deemed it as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Too romanticized and hollywoodized"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching it when it first came out and I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh shit, she's talking too fast. I can't catch anything!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after having it as my literature text, I FINALLY UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING. It is actually really funny. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP matters... I really am annoyed that I can't think of a good arguement on why&lt;br /&gt;1. Incest is bad&lt;br /&gt;2. Cannibalism is bad&lt;br /&gt;The moral questions, questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight thing, too hyped. The hot protagonists probably got the teenager's hormones going. Apparently, New Moon is really gonna be a new moon for the Twilight set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Directors: Catherine Hardwicke replaced by Chris Weitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Rumoured) Replacement actors: Michael Copon replaces Taylor Lautner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; Aww, chill fangirls. Seriously, chill.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE it when movies change any of the main cast. But if that guy's bad and he's gotta go, he's gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einnie got me my BURFDAE CAKE!!!! She made me swear not to open it till Friday. Oh, the more it's not allowed, the more it's tempting to. Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just procrastinating to do my maths homework. I'm completely stumped about Binomial Distribution. The probability of me getting the right answers is 0.000001 to the power of 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736610790904455067-8633205062734704100?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/8633205062734704100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=8633205062734704100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8633205062734704100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/8633205062734704100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-blabbles.html' title='Random Blabbles'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736610790904455067.post-4202735072302520021</id><published>2009-01-19T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:43:32.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying with Einnie</title><content type='html'>Lesson learnt on 19th January 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHARMILA SUCKS AT KEEPING SECRETS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Einn's house in the late evening to study econs market failure test for tomorrow. -gasp- I feel 60% prepared. -puffs out chest-&lt;br /&gt;Sharon and I talked about a range of things while studying, probably so that neither of us will go derange from our work.&lt;br /&gt;Things to take note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are part of the anti-JC club&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We dislike the Twilight hype. It is OVER-RATED.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;We also found out how to become an International Bestseller for books. Follow our much analysized steps and walk down the path to fame-hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a novel about vampires. Preferably a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOT MALE VAMPIRE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; who is a romanticist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vampire's love interest should be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOT FEMALE HUMAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that he has/wants to protect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you add loads of "emo-ness" and brooding for the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOT MALE VAMPIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; as a flavouring. Emo and vampires go as well as strawberries and chocolate. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT'S IT. That's how easy it is! Just 3 easy steps. It doesn't have need to be an excellent storyline with many plot twisters and scenes to probe a person's morals and consciousness. You just need those elements listed up there and that's it! Write your book, sit back, wait for Hollywood to beg for rights to make a movie and watch the money roll in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;In case anyone's stupid enough to believe that, Sharon and I are just poking fun at how 1,000,000 authors are proliferating the book market with 10,000,000 vampire books wutg these few elements and everyone's going "gaga" about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And guess what? I'm not gonna charge you for this info!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shit. I need to study for my test. WTF am I doing on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BTW, MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 8 DAYS TIME AS OF 20TH JANUARY 2009! -COUGH-&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/4736610790904455067-4202735072302520021?l=capricious-jan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/feeds/4202735072302520021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736610790904455067&amp;postID=4202735072302520021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4202735072302520021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736610790904455067/posts/default/4202735072302520021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capricious-jan.blogspot.com/2009/01/studying-with-einnie.html' title='Studying with Einnie'/><author><name>Cineja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06426178289115006014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
