<?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-36214301</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:55:54.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>v2</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7082289188886684274</id><published>2008-12-02T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:08:47.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYOYO PEOPLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah sorry for not updating this blog for soooo long. Because I have been updating at the other place MUCH more frequently. URL: http://north-liv.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for using that more often is because the interface is much more blogger-friendly than, er, blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for updating there more often: I thought no one is tagging my tagboard anymore and I thought everyone knows I moved blog! HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall try to update here more often. I'm not ready to let go of this blog yet. Or else I would have deleted it long ago. Should you find this dead again, you know where you should go to see more frequent updates. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I haven't logged in for SOOOO long I forgot my URL here! HAHAHA. I actually typed the URL of my old blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nothing interesting to update, I'm just superbly restless today, because tomorrow's my last day of exam, and last 2 papers! Despite not completing my revision yet, I had really lost concentration for this exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I can't believe that I'm reaching the end of my third semester in NUS. It only seems like yesterday I'm still a freshie, not knowing how to get around the school, and now I'm kind of a guru of all the shortcuts in at least my faculty. I can't wait to see the guys to get into university! HAHAHA I think it would be pretty amusing seeing them lost and don't know where to go for their lectures especially during the 1st week of their semester xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's it for now... I CAN'T WAIT FOR MY EXAMS TO END. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7082289188886684274?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7082289188886684274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7082289188886684274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7082289188886684274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7082289188886684274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoyoyoyo-people-hahah-sorry-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-4902405447110365842</id><published>2008-09-25T10:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:09:11.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMG, the 100th post of this blog! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been neglecting this poor blog. The last time I logged in was what, 1st August? That was so loooong time ago. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason I have been updating more over at Livejournal rather than here is because whenever I try to log in to Blogger, for some reason it will cause my whole computer to lag, which will in turn piss me off and sometimes some cursing. Oops. Anyway you guys don't need the details how terrible my mood will turn just because the stupid computer gets lagged for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been updating at my Livejournal. Not that I didn't blog okay. Anyway one good thing about Livejournal is that I can also browse around some online shops if I want which are majority of Livejournal URL too. But alas, I still can't bear to just abandon this blog. I think I will start updating here from now, LJ the secondary one. This has been, after all, the ranting place for me for the last 4 years (plus the blog that our gilbird stalked, which of course is permanently abandoned).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm having recess week now, which is like ending (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO). It's been quite a while since I can really sit down and rot at home. Though I have tests to study as well (2 of them after recess week) but luckily they are of 2 weeks later. The life before this week was pretty hellish. How I missed my freshmen year and their comparatively easier modules :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my minor modules are doing so much better than my major modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know deep inside myself I would rather major my minor. But alas, practicability took over and I decided Economics is for the best. Siggghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the use of pondering over this issue, it has been decided. Right now what I can do is to be more diligent and study more for major modules lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we are already at our sophomore year. HAHA. And the guys are going to ORD from their NS. It would be kind of weird to see them around in school again after 2 years, with them being freshies and us already graduating. The orientation, if I ever go back, would be the place to get back at them. MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay never mind. That would be later, like 2 more semesters to go? Hahah. I see a lot fo my friends getting stressed up by their own school now as well. Gambatte kudasai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is meaningless and the priority of this post is to revive this place from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-4902405447110365842?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4902405447110365842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=4902405447110365842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4902405447110365842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4902405447110365842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/09/zomg-100th-post-of-this-blog-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6108016524777846546</id><published>2008-08-01T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T18:22:53.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have approximately 10 minutes? before I finally leave this office for good. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little bit of nostalgia. My colleagues have been a wonderful butch of people who have made my monotonous office life more colourful and they are the ones who had treated me so well I sometimes felt even closer to some of them than some of my univerisity friends. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm having this dreadful feeling of leaving this office, because I don't know when I will see them again. They promised they will inform me of any outings and chalets they are holding, but who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the turnover rate of the office I'm working so high, people come and go, my exit of this office today may only be such little impact to my colleagues. Maybe some of them cared more for me (This colleague I'm closest with had half day off today. When I returned from lunch she left a packet of chocolates and stuck a post-it note on top to take care. I was pretty touched Dx), but most of them, well, nice but not very close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I never felt this way the last time I came to work... Maybe this time round, because I began to become more talkative, I had actually grown real attachment to this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I'm relieved that work is ending, means I have a week before school stsrts to do whatever I like. Speaking of school, I'm really dreading it... and it's not because of schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. So this is how it feels like when one is nostalgic. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6108016524777846546?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6108016524777846546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6108016524777846546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6108016524777846546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6108016524777846546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-approximately-10-minutes-before.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-4334300304801249964</id><published>2008-07-28T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:59:24.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST SPENT $150++ ON AN ELLE BAG. HAHAHAHHAA. The 20% discount was too much to be resisted! It was $199. Anyway, its stylish and young, and the most important thing, it's RED! My colour-of-the-moment. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOOOOOOOO I WILL NEVER EVER LIKE PINK. EVAR.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have been online shopping these days because office jobs are so boring and thus, increasing my frequency in visiting online boutiques. Just ordered a top which will come at around Tues? Wed? Hahahha. Costing me around $25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm thinking of buying this Shiseido eye cream too (different from my current one). Apparently it is an improved version of the one I'm currently using now, at a hefty price tag of $92. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been splurging and indulging myself into retail therapy partly because of my off-colour mood recently. It was real bad, I broke down so much I think I had cried a whole stretch of river. HAHAHA. ALl the pressures and the unhappiness, plus school's starting (I don't really look forward to it... because for me, school isn't much fun :/) I feel so tired and exhausted recently too. These buys actually brightened my mood up not by notches but enough to keep my mood light-hearted for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are just so easy to please hahah! As long as you have the money to treat ourselves well, pamper ourselves occasionally. What's money for? We should let money become our slaves; I had nearly fell into a modern trap of becoming a slave for money. We think so much about trying to earn as much money as possible we had lost our smiles, our leisure, our precious time. As what my piano teacher told me, he is leaving the piano school as he is working like mad (he works wed to sun, 9a.m to 9p.m!!! crazy) and feels he has no life despite him being paid well. He feels that he deserves a better life than having only his job circling his life. I felt so much in sync with his thoughts, I finally figured out that I have been slogging myself too hard for money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a way, I had taken revenge on money by splurging them all last sat. HAHAHH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(AND NO DESPITE EVERYTHING I STILL THINK MONEY IS IMPORTANT HAHAHAH)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-4334300304801249964?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4334300304801249964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=4334300304801249964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4334300304801249964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4334300304801249964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-believe-i-just-spent-150-on-elle.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7794600325421877032</id><published>2008-07-19T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:59:45.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; how &lt;em&gt;immature&lt;/em&gt; a 20-year-old guy can become when things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely always thought that intelligence and maturity come with age. Apparently someone proved me wrong and it seems that this does not apply to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many domestic troubles and external frustrations going on this period, I'm super pissed off. It must be my PMS. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7794600325421877032?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7794600325421877032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7794600325421877032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7794600325421877032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7794600325421877032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-believe-how-immature-20-year-old.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7263417739982302933</id><published>2008-07-08T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:58:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel that I'm quite a scary person. Sometimes when I do some reflection on myself, think of things that happened recently especially when I'm on my way to work alone (because I walk 25 minutes to the mrt station everyday, so leaves me with plenty of time to ponder about stuffs), there are times I surprise myself so much how different my true self can be from the self I have been showing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. I can be good tempered, really. I try not to lose temper whenever I can, but mostly because there's not much things I will really blow my top in the first place. But when you just step on my tail, that's it. I'm really lousy at controlling temper. So it's kinda like, I'm not exactly what you call a good-tempered person, because I cannot control my anger once you trigger it and I think I can be really scary after that. Maybe the reason why people think that I'm kinda good-tempered is because there are actually very few things that can make me really angry, so you don't see my losing temper often (which is a good thing for you and I LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced that kind of feeling just yesterday night when I walked home with my brother. I was arguing with him about some touchy subject (which I would rather not describe here, not because it's too private but because it goes a long way). I realised that I REALLY HATE NAGGINGS, and I'm ultra sensitive to people who insist that they are right and they think that they know the best and everything. Unfortunately my brother's kinda like that, and once he becomes like that he phrases everything so offensively I feel like slapping him in the face HAHA. Really, his tone can be really blunt and offensive at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people using the 'as-a-matter-of-fact' tone. I would suddenly wish that looks can kill because my face will turn instantly murderous ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people contradicting me when I think that I'm not in the wrong right form the start, or if I am really in the wrong (and I know it), please stop nagging and say it only once because I WILL GET IT. Twice and I can get really black-faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda like a time bomb. When you step on my tail at first, I would try to oontrol my anger and bottle up everything inside me, and retorting whatever's against me whenever necessary. When the argument gets heated up and the inner ball of fire that was right down inside me begin to rise to my diaphragm (or w/e it's spelled), I would suddenly shout at you and all the *#&amp;!)(@&amp;!)@(&amp;)!(@ starts coming out and most probably I would end up so angry my whole face becomes red and it will end up being a shout match. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why I blog about it? Because I feel like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah btw, I'm getting tired of my mum assuming things she thinks happened when IT DOESN'T EVEN HAPPEN. And often it's this case I took so much offense in it that I would immediately shout back. And the rest is history. The new Cold War between her and I had just started -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7263417739982302933?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7263417739982302933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7263417739982302933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7263417739982302933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7263417739982302933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-that-im-quite-scary-person.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6751443625503272201</id><published>2008-07-01T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:45:59.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have many gadgets and stuffs I wanna buy, but they are of such large scale expenditures my poor bank account looks like it's gonna be empty as soon as I start buying them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, by now you guys should know that the Japan trip ZT and I are planning to go end of this year is more or less decided, but not settled yet. If this plan goes through, I'm planning to set aside $3000 for it. 3K!!! I'm so gonna be broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's this LG phone I have been eyeing, this 'Secret' series or whatever it's called, but it sure is one beauty. PLUS my plan is ending this end of year, and this phone is currently priced near $900. By the end of year, it should be 300-400? Blah. I don't know about this, because I have never bought any phone which costs more than $200 because I always aim those cheaper phones. But now the situation's different... I guess when you grow up, you will start to desire 'better' stuffs (like how now I don't mind saving up for this Calvin Klein watch which costs $365 x.x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes that CK watch. But that's in my lust list HAHA. That's optional. The phone I hope I can buy it. But if it stays at the near-400 end, I will think of another option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M PLANNING TO BUY A LAPTOP! I'm waiting for the next IT fair to come. I have narrowed down to Dell Inspiron series, 1420 and 1525 Widescreen which cost $1299 and $1399 respectively. I really, really want to get one laptop soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus all of them together... It's like $5000+ already. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6751443625503272201?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6751443625503272201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6751443625503272201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6751443625503272201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6751443625503272201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-many-gadgets-and-stuffs-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-4502121324813369376</id><published>2008-06-27T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:07:44.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo peeps, I'm finally back from my 5 Days Arts Camp! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I daresay that this is one of the best camps that I have ever attended. The fun is not the only factor that makes it so cool. Now I kinda regret that I hesitated to sign up for this camp last year as a freshie because I can be almost 100% certain that the friends I would have made would have shared a much closer bond than those I have made during the O Week. Though my O Week friends are also great, I cannot help imagine this possibility :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow this time round, I went to the Arts Camp as a councilor, as a 'senior helper' in layman terms. I was really really really in serious dilemma before the camp whether I should go for this camp because they only informed me on Thursday MIDNIGHT that I have a place in this camp because I was in the waiting list all along. ZT should know most of my frustrations because when I was at work I kept calling her and bugged her about it xD In the end she encouraged me to go, plus I also gathered many other opinions from other friends and they also encouraged me to go (even my boss was willing to give me a last-minute one week leave and encourage me to go too!) so I decided to give it a try. I'm not a camp type of person, you see. But I have decided to put an end to self pity of having a small social circle and went ahead to expand it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite skeptical about the outcome of this camp as I was initially being placed into this Orientation Group (OG) which consisted of everyone... I know nothing of. Plus some of them I don't really have very good impressions of them already in the first place. I felt really darn odd during Sunday night when we are supposed to camp over in school so that it's easier for us to welcome the freshies early monday morning. LUCKILY, I don't know whether it's fated or not, this girl from the OG I really wanted to go to (because I know some of the people there at least) wants a switch with me. So I happily accepted the switch and I REALLY FELT SO MUCH BETTER OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can like go on blogging about when happened every day in the camp, but that would be too long-winded. The games are pretty much like those really traditional camp games you will find in university camps (meaning most of them are pretty... match-making in nature, like a guy supposed to carry a girl up with their mouths biting a biscuit and running to another end of the race... &gt;.&gt;; luckily I wasn't supposed to play. The joy of being a senior. lolololol). In this camp I got closer to 3 girl seniors and made new friends! I got closer to 2 of the same year girls, and of course my whole OG freshies. Though I know very well as school starts the freshies will eventually segregate and hang out on their own as seniors being seniors, we don't have much chances taking common modules, it really is comforting to feel that you KNOW MORE PEOPLE and you have more familiar faces to smile at while walking along the corridors :) UNIVERSITY FRESHMEN CAMPS ARE VERY VERY IMPORTANT!!! They will really make a difference in your university life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I still find it weird that this camp's over. It almost really flew by, except during Day One when things are really slow and that was the only time I really felt like I regret my decision to go to camp and not sticking to my work xD Time really flew by after the boring Day One and in Arts Camp being in a crazy faculty, the guys are like damn shameless, maybe it's only my OG but they WALK AROUND THE HOSTEL ROOMS HALF NAKED with only their boxers and damn proud of themselves. Really cannot stand them! If they weren't funny and not my juniors, I would have slapped them in the face xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this morning while I was still in the camp, I only slept at 7am because no one wants to sleep knowing it's the last night we will be spending together. Slept till around 9am and miraculously, I'm still pretty much awake to blog about this camp right now! Though I think I would most likely concuss later once I lie on my bed (I haven't tried yet). Anyway my eyes are still swollen from all the crying earlier in the early afternoon. This is the first time I cried in the finale of a camp! They are damn shit people la. Purposely make those emotional videos and stuff and those seniors will make those more emo speeches and they will cry because it was really very very tiring in this camp (everyday we have less than 3 hours of sleep. It's really damn shag for us) but it's so comforting to see that 5 days ago, we are all still strangers and there we were, cheering each other on, reluctant to leave, damn high on spirits and suddenly, it feels that we are all surrounded by best of friends. Yeah I blame my freshies for making me cry! I managed to hold back my tears all the way till they insisted on me making a 'speech', not only me but all the seniors. That's when I really realised that that was the last time we will be sitting in a circle, talking nonsense and playing mini games to pass time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can feel myself swaying already. I think it's a sign I need sleep finally! Hahha. I still need to wake up damn early tomorrow to go to my grandma house. I'm still thinking whether I should go to Orientation Week, but most probably not because it's normally more boring. After the weekends, it's back to work and the office for me, which I'm pretty eager to. Not because I'm a workaholic (I'M NEVER ONE) but although I had a lot of fun to finally doing something non-routinal in months, I'm glad to get my life back to order as well. I'm still a home-type person hahaha. I like things the way they are, the way I'm comfortable with. Occasional interruptions are okay but I hate them too frequently. Because of this camp my internal biological clock is interrupted like crazy, I had never slept earlier than 3am for the whole week hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I just realised that I'm really not a clubbing type of person. I don't get why people like to club, the loud music though catchy and stuff, I find them irritating and deafening most of the time :/ and I don't find it fascinating to squeeze with so many people on the dance floor and getting yourself suffocated and sweaty And I don't find the clubbing games that exciting either. Hah. The only thing I like about our clubbing night (thursday night) was the drinks. I like Baileys with milk! LOL. I'm not an alcoholic, I just like to drink occasionally. I hate beer though. Maybe I dislike clubbing because I realised I can't shake for nuts. I would rather just sit around and chill :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today rounds up one of the most exciting and interesting chapter of my life this year, and my eyes are still feeling really swollen and dry from just now. *feels damn emo* XD Really man, it's good to expose yourself to camps once in a while. I'm really glad I made the decision to go for it rather than just staying in the office typing and working on the same stuffs everyday. I realised that our undergraduate days are really limited, whilst I can enjoy university, I should. I can work for the rest of my life after I graduate! But being an undergraduate is once in a lifetime :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this is one of the longest post I have posted in my entire blogging history! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-4502121324813369376?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4502121324813369376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=4502121324813369376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4502121324813369376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4502121324813369376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/yo-peeps-im-finally-back-from-my-5-days.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8948905472434017814</id><published>2008-06-19T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:50:44.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/SFnIpc2YI0I/AAAAAAAAACs/5dFlFxj8yQA/s1600-h/1664605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/SFnIpc2YI0I/AAAAAAAAACs/5dFlFxj8yQA/s320/1664605.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213418658102518594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After using LJ for over a week, I really think that LJ is so much convenient to update my stuffs. But I refuse to let go of here. The memories and secrets here are too much to be given up xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I think LJ has lesser privacy for some reason. People can find your journal really easily through 'Comments'. But it's userpic function is so much fun... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Begins to imitate LJ's style of userpics in here XD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm being really stupid, but it's fun xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna update a really long post today because while I was walking to the mrt this morning I thought of many things. Maybe I will update later in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8948905472434017814?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8948905472434017814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8948905472434017814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8948905472434017814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8948905472434017814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-using-lj-for-over-week-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/SFnIpc2YI0I/AAAAAAAAACs/5dFlFxj8yQA/s72-c/1664605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-4433091139536975999</id><published>2008-06-17T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:41:45.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;KUNG-FU PANDA&lt;/strong&gt; must be one of the funniest movie I have watched for years lol, since I was never a very comedy movie person. I swear, in that 1 and a half hour movie, I laughed more than I have laughed for the past few weeks LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because for the past week I have been emo xD it's just that there wasn't too much things to laugh at. Er, I completed FFX last Saturday, the ending was saaaaad. So yeah xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is pretty much a rubbish post, it's 9.40a.m, and my boss isn't even here yet. Great. Watch Kung-fu Panda if you need a laugh, good comedy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo I have started on FFX-2. Okay, I think I'm becoming a hopeless FF gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-4433091139536975999?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4433091139536975999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=4433091139536975999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4433091139536975999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4433091139536975999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/kung-fu-panda-must-be-one-of-funniest.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6997206078931882795</id><published>2008-06-12T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:35:48.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank goodness I have stuff to do now, I almost bored out of my mind in the office, for I had absolutely nothing to do since 9am to 3.30pm rofl. So I'm basically collecting money from UOB by surfing the net. How nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during my mundane period today in the office, I created a livejournal account. How nice. I have absolutely no idea why I did it, I guess when someone's mind starts to act abnormal, he/she acts weirdly as well. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my livejournal:&lt;br /&gt;north-liv.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very predictable username. LOL. I haven't done anything to it yet, just a random first entry so that it wouldn't look so empty xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit livejournal's more user friendly than blogspot. And much, much efficient and faster. More interesting applications too. But that remains my secondary place to rant. Probably I would only use it to update unimportant stuffs lol xD This blog, and my previous blog which I still keep the achieves, will remain as my primary ranting place. For this blog it's not as open to public, only to friends (I CAN SEE) lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have no idea how I am supposed to find enough materials to update both places xD Okay one thing, the more personal posts will still be here. Most probably when I find it too tiresome, I would just scrap off my lj. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6997206078931882795?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6997206078931882795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6997206078931882795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6997206078931882795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6997206078931882795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-goodness-i-have-stuff-to-do-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2286988360563982342</id><published>2008-06-06T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:03:05.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's something really sinister and fishy happening to both of my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear someone has put a curse on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, they are no longer coordinating as well as the usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before you start getting ?___? about wth i'm trying to say, I'm actually having a pretty big trouble preparing for my piano exam come September this year. I must say I'm really pretty damn stressed. First time, if ever. I never sweat about piano exams before, not because I'm confident, but because I never gave a big damn out of it, and I would get freaking nervous about it and regretting why I didn't practise as much as I needed when I was sitting outside the exam studio, and I will end up (surprisingly) passing the exams. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time round, I can feel it's different. I have a very, very bad feeling about this exam this time round. I rarely blog about my piano life, because I dislike it. I like playing the piano, I like the feeling about playing a piece you personally like yourself, and expressing it to your own liking. But I know I have no extraordinary talent. I'm those, who have to work harder than others in this musical aspect so that I can pass. PASS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, since I'm working in the weekdays now, so practically my whole day is gone when I got off work. But this time round, I feel so unprepared that I insist on practising at least an hour after work no matter how late it was. Every night without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This undying diligence even surprised my family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they sensed something is wrong. Recently I just confided to my brother about the stress of the upcoming exams I'm going through. I don't know whether he really got it, but I must say if I don't pass the exam this time round, I don't think I can forgive myself, But yet... the syllabus suddenly seems too advanced for me, suddenly I can't catch whatever my teacher wants me to do, I feel my fingers jumbling up and entangled whenever I play. I feel so SIAN can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum had so much hope on me completing this, she even wished for me to get to diploma level. DIPLOMA. Gosh. That's like, going polytechnic and getting something equivalent. But I would rather do physics my whole life than torture myself getting a diploma LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know myself the best. Once again I stress, I'm just an ordinary music student. I'm no musical prodigy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop stereotyping about all pianists being able to perform in front of people whenever they like, and they can play whatever is presented in front of them. Because in fact, only a minority can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the fact that people assume I'm an expert when they knew which grade I am in currently. HELLO? Grade doesn't equal to skill. Though it takes pretty much to get to grade 8 as well (you have to pass a freaking total of 7 practical exams and 5 theory exams to get to this stupid grade), that I agree because I suffered a lot to get to this grade xD but I hereby declare that again, I'm no musical talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my low self-esteem for my piano is caused early in my piano life, when my brothers dissed me about the frequency of my tripped playing. From then on, I never had the courage to perform to anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I practise, I insist that no one's to be entering my room. I even shut the door. My family never had the chance to watch me 'officially' perform. Let's just say it's because of them that this happens. Because it wasn't only my brothers who teased me previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pushing the blame. It's 100% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress too much. I swear that my fingers are cramping up due to the vigorus practising these days because my fingers aren't accustomed to so much movements in so few days. I'm feeling a little low in morale for this preparation for exams. Thus, I ramble so much in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first post about my piano life and see how negative it is LOL. Not exaggerated at all... I just typed whatever I had been yearning to pour out for years that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I had finally started practising on 'To Zanarkand'. After 5 years of delay HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2286988360563982342?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2286988360563982342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2286988360563982342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2286988360563982342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2286988360563982342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/theres-something-really-sinister-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3497444546520030548</id><published>2008-06-04T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:36:06.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I just had my first ever inter department meeting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday I had my first phone conference meeting with the IT department. I thought that was bad enough already (because I was so damn nervous about not getting my part right because after all, it's my first &gt;&lt;) but it went okay. THEN my boss had to only inform me at 10a.m. that there is this meeting face-to-face with the IT department again at 10.30a.m. I was damn shocked. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went and just came back, and I met with the department (it didn't help because their boss is with them as well) and I did my part. Of course I was damn freaking nervous. LOLOLOLOL. The other boss was exxxxxttttreeeemely picky, keeps firing me questions like testing me on the project like that -.- But he's quite nice la, though picky. xD Not unreasonable as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got more than I bargain for in this job. I need to demand a pay rise for doing so much stuffs temps aren't supposed to do &lt;.&lt; Sure I had intra team meetings before, but those are with people you really know so it's not that bad. Well, at least the experience will worth more than any money i earn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I'm in the office so I can't update much, will blog soon when I have ze time. I miss getting online to msn and get involved in those fun and massive msn convos =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3497444546520030548?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3497444546520030548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3497444546520030548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3497444546520030548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3497444546520030548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1458969315234763075</id><published>2008-05-31T10:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T10:57:55.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. This morning another stupid guy called me and said he JUST saw my resume which I sent a week ago and he wants to offer me a job. So effective huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I no longer felt sad. Hahaha. This time round, though I'm back to the same old building, same old department, I'm working in a different team. This team's work is so much more challenging, and I realised that I'm the only one in this team with my supervisor, who is the head of the team as well! Means now everything I do, I report directly to her, which was not the case last time, as my previous supervisor was not the head of the team I worked for, so my work is vetted through by her before submitting to the head. So I must say I'm pretty pressurised this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would be doing the same old thing when I go back, but no! This time round, I'm so busy rushing the dateline for this project we are doing on that I had much much lesser time to browse through the Net. I don't feel like a temp anymore. I used to do those what temps are supposed to do, like filing, data entry, and being a runner for errands. This time round I'm doing what the perms are actually doing, so one of my colleagues whom I had known from the previous time I worked there teased me by saying I'm cheap labour and UOB is saving money because I'm doing work that temps aren't supposed to do -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think this is like internship this time round! Just that I'm earning a little more than interns do. The department is still almost the same, with maybe 50% of the people I don't know yet because they only came in after I went off previously. The ones I still knew really treated me very well, so that really made my days in the otherwise-super-duper-boring-and-stressful job. Lol. I grew closer to a particular colleague. Though she's maybe, uh, 26, 27? I can talk to her about anything under the sun lol. So I'm much happier now than previously, though I realised I'm more tired whenever I come back from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot of stuffs this time round, though it's only a week, I felt I learned much more than the 7 months work. Like really. The supervisor now is much more knowledgeable than the previous, though the previous was much nicer &lt;______________&lt; I'm quite intimidated working under her, because the previous one working under her was scolded very badly by her everyday... T___T As you can guess, she's not very popular within our department xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a week has passed, but I found the job not as unbearable as last time. I'm surprised at it, because I was expecting the same monotonous pace, but it wasn't. My colleague said UOB will be a place to fall back on next time for a permanent job if I can't really find another one, but I doubt I wanna go back again.... T_T Seriously, it's more of the colleagues who are the main motivation for me to stay on in this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have you realised? Public relations are very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I may well consider human resources next time as my permanent job. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1458969315234763075?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1458969315234763075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1458969315234763075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1458969315234763075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1458969315234763075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2917780891537245496</id><published>2008-05-26T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:00:28.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started work today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite reluctant to pick up the phone and call the secretary for job vacancies last thursday. But I was pretty desperate for a job at the point of time, considering after sending resumes to 6 different job opportunities are none replied back after 3 to 4 days. I once said I would never go back to UOB, but alas... there I was in the same office, 3 hours ago xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN something had to happen. At around 3pm, THIS guy, from a job I had applied for sometime last week, has to call and said I landed the job. Though it's admin too (for Recruit Express), it's a change of environment. When I received the call, I REALLY feel like accepting the job offer. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT UNLUCKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least UOB is paying me better now. Maybe because I found this job myself this time round. I'm getting too tired to blog more. I shall find time to blog... soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2917780891537245496?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2917780891537245496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2917780891537245496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2917780891537245496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2917780891537245496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-started-work-today-i-was-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-839560198531175815</id><published>2008-05-22T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T16:41:29.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning, 1.11a.m at Changi Airport Terminal 3, I witnessed something that seems to be so ordinary, but heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laughter, the tears, the smiles, the speechlessness, drove off the ghost of the terminal, which would be otherwise deafening silent without our presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hugs, the commotions, brought the spirit back into my tired body as I fought hard to drive off the sleepbug infiltrating my head (slowly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt glad that I'm there, even if it means sacrificing my beauty sleep (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back, my friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-839560198531175815?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/839560198531175815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=839560198531175815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/839560198531175815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/839560198531175815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-morning-1.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7837683854719482577</id><published>2008-05-15T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:00:22.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, the Myanmar cyclone. Now, the Sichuan earthquake. Happened in less than a month concurrently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's becoming of this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I saw the photos of the disaster-struck places, they will never fail to drive me close to tears. The figures, statistics of death toll and the words that described how devastating and desperate the situations are aren't even close to the impact that the pictures had on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to update about what happened these few days about my life, those outings... these things have become so trivial, minute in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I have such a vulnerable weak spot for these kinda stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7837683854719482577?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7837683854719482577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7837683854719482577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7837683854719482577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7837683854719482577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-myanmar-cyclone.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3603051311943238116</id><published>2008-05-12T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T16:57:47.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did a really simple change of my blogskin (though the colour change in HTML codes are getting complicated for me since it's been a long time since I changed my blogskin T_T) and the result... not really to my satisfaction, but shall settle with this for now (because i'm really sick of my greenish skin! XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to do something about the Versus XIII but decided not to, I shall leave that for later xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think I will redo this blogskin because i'm not really satisfied. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3603051311943238116?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3603051311943238116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3603051311943238116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3603051311943238116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3603051311943238116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/did-really-simple-change-of-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7247443801709846917</id><published>2008-05-08T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:47:25.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are over! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this means that I have break from yesterday to early August : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already submitted my resume to Recruit Express for a holiday job, I think I will only work for 2 months the most. A bit tired of working, but there's no use rotting over the holidays. I mean, there's nothing for me to revise (NOT THAT I WANT TO) since the modules I'm going to take next semester are different from the previous semester. Yeah yeah still econ, but different module altogether. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, I'm glad that this break is here! Woo! I have plenty of things to do, ever since PS2 is moved into my room xD This means I can play games till wee hours of morning. I'm currently playing FFXII so that it can take my mind off FFXIII Versus xD But the game till now is okay la. Maybe I haven't get to the climax yet, because the plot so far isn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; exciting yet. I hope it's 'yet' hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and I'm going to stream lots and lots of videos! Too many to catch up hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went on a shopping spree yesterday and today. I can't believe I spent $100+ already x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(YES I SHALL GET MY BLOGSKIN CHANGED TOO SOON)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7247443801709846917?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7247443801709846917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7247443801709846917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7247443801709846917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7247443801709846917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams-are-over-anyway-this-means-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8755895224054171034</id><published>2008-04-29T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:18:02.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee, two exams down, three to go, with one econ paper tomorrow lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished studying for wednesday's paper, but i haven't even touched on the two papers for next week. Bravo. One of them is a biology paper somemore HAHA. I'm supposed to sleep now so that I can wake up earlier tomorrow to study mooore (though I said I 'finished' studying but you know it's never enough studying until the minute you enter the exam hall and you have no choice but to enter even though you REALLY haven't finished studying). But I can't sleep. I'm struggling to keep this groggy feeling in my head off, which means it needs sleep and rest desperately because earlier I had one of my exams. But I can't sleep. I have no idea why. So I'm here to blog. For what? I have no idea too. I just feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt yesterday night that I'm already in Osaka with Zhen Ting. You know, we are planning this Japan trip which hopefully can really work out by June which we wll then book the tickets and if everything's successful we will be off flying to our dream vacation place with Zhen Ting's friend as well, FINALLY. I think I'm too eager for the trip because the DREAM WAS SO REAL! I dreamt that we were in the hot springs. HAHAHA. I can remember those insignificant details as well. Like finding a toilet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thinking of what to do to make my life more colourful and exciting after my exams. Finding a job is of course, the best way to spend the holidays, but quite sian at the thought of it. But AIYA. I also don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm already considering what to take for next semester. I have unfortunately made up my mind that I should stick to being an Economics major after all. I had really given a lot of thoughts seriously on this issue about my major because they can really affect my future. Though I'm really really interested in media as well, I realised that I love studying about economics as well, no kidding. What really was stopping me earlier from taking it as a major is the math. And I guess I can overcome this fear if I really put in effort into this area. Hopefully I wouldn't regret, but I have come to realise that I actually still have the passion to analyse the flow of financial market all over the world despite the intensive and boring modules I have ben taking for econ. Which is pretty much a miracle. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm not going to let my 'handicap' in math to stop me from pursuing my interest. I seriously *HOPE* I won't regret because I can see a tough road ahead for my university academic life for taking such a challenging major (Even Smelly despised it LOL). I would still continue pursuing media as a minor. UNLESS. If my econ results for this semester are really horrible. THEN I shall give second thoughts again x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I shall study HARD for my next econ exam which is going to be tomorrow. I WANT 7TH MAY TO COME QUICKLY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8755895224054171034?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8755895224054171034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8755895224054171034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8755895224054171034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8755895224054171034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/whee-two-exams-down-three-to-go-with.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1328756716451181188</id><published>2008-04-23T18:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:02:01.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FF FEVER + MUGGING = DOING SILLY THINGS WHILE STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was mugging econ earlier. I'm a self-confessed lazy bug who can't sit still for more than an hour at my study desk to study without being distracted by anything. If there's anything I'm proud of, I started revising for my exams since 2 plus weeks ago. That put me much ahead of my studying schedule normally when I only study 1 week before, but it must be this mentality that made me think that THERE'S NOTHING TO HURRY, and I hardly study for 3 hours a day. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I deviate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scribbing and practising my econ equations unwillingly when I started drawing something random. I started to draw jagged lines and somehow... it turned to a distorted lip. Then I started adding more details to the nonsense. Then I went crazy and draw out a whole head. And added Cloud's hair(roughly). Then I sniggered and giggled to myself how silly it looked (and started thinking OMG IT LOOKS A LIL LIKE CLOUD XD). Then I can't resist drawing Zack the same way. Without the jagged distorted lips though of course. Can't imagine? Let the picture speak the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/SA8V_6B08qI/AAAAAAAAACk/s2_w3tgBsvY/s1600-h/DSC02566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/SA8V_6B08qI/AAAAAAAAACk/s2_w3tgBsvY/s320/DSC02566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192393083034333858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (CLOUD'S LIPS ARE SMEXY. SOMEHOW. Just concentrate on the right. The left's all my silly workings.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this happened within a minute, 蜡笔小新's style. At least the eyes are like that. I think I can consider being a freelance graffti artist if I'm bored next time. Buahahaha. Somehow I'm more amused and satisfied with this than when I spent a couple of hours perfecting my sketches when I have the time. And of course after this, I got distracted so much that I haven't studied since 3+pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Don't ask why I kept the lips that way. And I didn't draw that on Zack. Eh? Eh? No I'm not showing any favourism ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of madness rant. Now back to my mugging. I can't wait for 7th May. I wanna get my own PSP so that I wouldn't feel guilty of possessing my brother's right now and when I play it it doesn't feel like it's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1328756716451181188?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1328756716451181188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1328756716451181188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1328756716451181188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1328756716451181188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ff-fever-mugging-doing-silly-things.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/SA8V_6B08qI/AAAAAAAAACk/s2_w3tgBsvY/s72-c/DSC02566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6585082572999595342</id><published>2008-04-20T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:42:17.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HIGHLY RECOMMEND PLAYING FFVII: CRISIS CORE IF YOU HAVE A PSP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I completed this game in 4 or 5 days. So addictive! And if you are a FInal Fantasy fan, all the more you shouldn't miss this one. Even if it means you have to own a PSP. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who played FFVII 10 years ago already on PS1, this one's a prelude to the main story. Yes, they produced the prelude only after 10 years since the original game released -.- Now Crisis Core made me addicted to FFVII. I WANNA PLAY FFVII NOW! But who the heck will own a PS1 nowadays?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the option to download this game from the internet and play it on an emulator, but the graphics are still PS1 like :( after playing Crisis Core which have PS3 graphics standard and watching their CGI movie, it's just cruel for me to go back to the lego graphic days xDDDD I PRAY FOR THE DAY WHEN SQUARE ENIX FINISH ALL THEIR CURRENT PROJECTS AND REMAKE FFVII INTO A PS3 GAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending was real sad but ended really beautifully (it's not like those you will curse after playing a fantastic game and the ending sucks that kind), and the theme song was freaking good (It's from this newcomer Ayaka. I love her songs man). I swear the Japanese are one group of freakingly talented people who write the best storyplots and they will leave you ponder about their games even after many many days T_T Though I know Wha's gonna happen in the end, IT IS STILL REALLY HEART WRENCHING AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a new fictional character to fancy about! HAHAHHA ZACK-SAMA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay la ZT, i'm no longer prejudiced against Cloud. A bit wimpy but okay. But Zack is still the best. nahahahha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee. And I'm having exams next week. What perfect timing for me to get addicted to something man xD The last thing I was so addicted to anything was when I watched Gundam Seed. Now I'm surfing FF stuffs like mad. I WANNA PLAY MORE FFs! I wanna play FFX too, I heard it's realy good as well. And FFVIII, and the upcoming FFXIII. BUT REMAKE FFVII FIRST LAH. Please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want my PS2 back. Because FF games are mostly for PS2, and mine's spoilt. There's no FF games for PS3! :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know I'm a bit mad now. Woooooo after exams, I'm DEFINITELY changing the picture in my blog : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6585082572999595342?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6585082572999595342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6585082572999595342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6585082572999595342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6585082572999595342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-highly-recommend-playing-ffvii-crisis.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-5715072295329464263</id><published>2008-04-03T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:33:46.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a kid in the kindergarden screaming and crying outside the classroom for my mummy and daddy because I don't like attending school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I think I am. The screams and cries just shifted into my mind and internal world of mine that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all those disappointments, frustrations, worries all crammed up and bottled up within oneself more and more as we grow older since we voice out lesser, it's no wonder why there are more mental patients nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of them are adults. Ever heard of a kid getting stressed out and becoming mad? Unless the kid doesn't voice out. Just like how it is abnormal when a newborn baby doesn't have its cry right after it is delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just ENVY kids. Sigh. Why didn't I cherish the times I had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-5715072295329464263?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5715072295329464263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=5715072295329464263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5715072295329464263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5715072295329464263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-like-kid-in-kindergarden.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2405206942861973114</id><published>2008-03-31T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:29:11.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to Xinyu's blog, I started watching 1 Litre of Tears after 3 years of delay. After countless of recommendations. I thought the reviews were too exagerrated, saying it's so good and blah blah blah and most importantly last year the main actress acted too much a stuck-up brat I thought this series isn't worth watching after all. Yup I'm easily prejudiced against stuffs. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started watching approximately last friday. I just finished it today! This is like, one of the fastest amount of time i spent to finish a whole drama. It is so good, it really led me to shed 1 litre of tears... and made me almost forgot how bratty the main actress was in reality, it made me want to believe the reality was a mistake. How powerful can a drama get? It actually led me to hallucinate LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing the series, it reminded me again how fragile life really is, how much I have been taking for granted, thinking a healthy body is something that comes naturally to everyone who's born into this world, and if you live healthily, you don't smoke and drink, you will be healthy forever, at least till your old age. Plus it made me reflect the wonders of having a whole and caring family, if I had a past life, I must have been really sacrifical and kind to be granted so much of what it seems to be 'ordinary' to us. These things seem to come so naturally and ordinary because we are perceived to view this way, because we are surrounded by so many 'ordinary' people, with 'ordinary' lives, which made us sort of 'narrow minded' in a sense... we never knew how different people can be in our society, how much they yearned for something this simple and ordinary. We never got to view and live with these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine one having this disease that will slowly degrade your nervous system, which one is fully aware of since the degradation doesn't affect the mind, one wouldn't be able to walk, talk, eat and be bedridden, slowly but very surely, since it's incurable. There are medicine to slow down the progress but it is certainly progressive. What's worse is you don't know what you have done to get this disease, since the cause of it is unknown as well. Omg. And this drama is actually a real life story of this 15 year old girl, based on her diary which is written for years till she could no longer control her hand and hold a pen, can view this all so optimistically and never thought of giving up. That was 30+ years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like, so inspirational after you watch it. Makes you think of what you have, who and where you are right now. Makes you learn how to cherish what you have at the moment, and try not to take everyday for granted. Makes you think that all the problems you are plagued with now, regardless from studies, work or NS, they are trival matters. This is the power of video streaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you feel so great right? To have the mobility to move freely for a long time to come, not knowing when you will reach your physical and health limits. Sometimes ignorance is bliss. We all know we are going to die one day. But knowing and not knowing when makes a whole lot of difference to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2405206942861973114?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2405206942861973114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2405206942861973114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2405206942861973114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2405206942861973114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanks-to-xinyus-blog-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8241897712859391806</id><published>2008-03-12T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:31:53.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is getting more unbearable every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, NUS's test and exam systems are corrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH LAH. I WANT TO GET OFF UNIVERSITY QUICKLY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8241897712859391806?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8241897712859391806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8241897712859391806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8241897712859391806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8241897712859391806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/school-is-getting-more-unbearable-every.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3270803481267496752</id><published>2008-03-02T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:56:01.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EEEK! Today is the end of my Recess Week! GASP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the talk of the town recently is none other than the escape of our most wanted man, Mas Selemat (delibrately spelled wrong. I don't wanna be one of the websites that appear in the search engine) bin Kastari. He's really capable in numerous ways. Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) He escaped from one of Singapore's Detention Centres, a country which has their tight security as their pride all these years. GASP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) He caused massive jams at the Causeway and the Second Link because of the intensive inspection going on for every single vehicle exiting the country. Poor lorry drivers are the worst hit. They have to wait on average 3 hours longer than usual! GASP no 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) He mobilised the biggest manhunt ever in Singapore. GASP no 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) He, by far, has the most number of his own photos pasted all over the island. GASP no 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and so on. I'm too lazy to think of more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, because of this manhunt, I realised how helpless and pampered we Singaporeans are. 90% of the interviewed said that they have 'faith in our security forces' and it's only a matter of time they would catch him back to the detention centre, but I beg to differ. Where did they find the confidence from? On what ground did they make that statement from? Did they ever really witness how efficient our Armed Forces are able to catch an escaped terrorist? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, the most recent guy that escaped from the police grasp was that Huang Na's murderer Took Leng How or however his name was spelled. The next day he was caught. Why? I'm not discrediting our security forces entirely for that swift capture because they were indeed fast to inform Malaysia and station at all exits, but it was mainly because he surrendered himself while in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the while he's in Malaysia, our dear police were at Causeway searching car boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where did all the confidence come from? I feel that our government has done an excellent job reassuring the public of their capability in capturing these criminals. Why only announce the escape after 4 to 5 hours to the public? They say because they felt he is not posing any immediate danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HELLO. HE'S A WANTED TERRORIST. HE WANTED TO CRASH A PLANE INTO CHANGI AIRPORT ONCE. I don't believe he wouldn't find means to arm himself within that few hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that Singaporeans 'have trust in our armed forces' simple because they are just shifting their helplessness to something they can fall back upon, or the only thing they &lt;em&gt;know of&lt;/em&gt; to fall back upon. I don't deny I felt pretty helpless because I have a really lousy facial memories of people and if he's right in front of me now with no disguise whatsoever I would only assume he's just another malay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so pampered! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans are of course a batch of highly educated people. Smart enough for mothers to delibrately give birth to their child at 0000 hours on 29th Feb because it's a leap year and they know that the first leap year baby gets a MDIS Scholarship and his/her university fees are fully paid by MDIS in the future. WOAH. SO SMART RIGHT. Not to forget 1st Jan and day one of lunar new year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happened to our intelligence when it comes to urgent national stuffs that endangers our safety? We can't even protect ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is why I got kinda pissed off when on Total Defense Day this particular group of kids in a primary school would rather go hungry than eat a 'dirty sweet potato. how to eat?!", complain because air-conditioners and fans are off and it's 'too hot to study', and cannot see the whiteboard because 'lights are not on' during the MORNING. I just want to go up to them and slap them on the face numerous times HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IDIOTIC RIGHT. Spoiled brats. They still have sweet potato okay. It was porridge + soy sauce last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we will be the first to die if there's another World War D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3270803481267496752?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3270803481267496752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3270803481267496752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3270803481267496752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3270803481267496752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/03/eeek-today-is-end-of-my-recess-week.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1412241709880793952</id><published>2008-02-22T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:00:03.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my inner auntie is growling louder and fighting to take over my mind harder these days as the time goes by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Because I have been emo these days, which FORTUNATELY, has come to a stop! Yes please, applaud for me, because it's no easy feat. LOL. And the rate of reminising of old days is slowly diminishing from my mind, because I figured I shouldn't give too much a shit out of everything! It's not as easy as it sounds, and it isn't working at first, but keep psycho-ing yourself you shouldn't give a shit about it and you will eventually :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall stop about the 'shit' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the inner auntie. I'm reaching 20 (EVERYONE IS. NAHAHAHA). So as a lady, I'm more conscious of my facial representation. My pimples are popping out at a horrifying rate and I suddenly felt the need to buy facial wash. Yeah yeah I never had a proper facial wash =/ Because I never felt the need to (I'M NOT HAOLIAN-ING, JUST STATING THE FACTS XD). But yeah! I heard that ladies should start to care for themselves once they reach 25. But I do it at age 20 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have always complained about having fat eyebags that weigh a ton and they are sagging my skin like MAD. And the worst thing is, they are BLACK and I don't even look like a panda because at least they look cute with those black eyes. So, after being a miserable miser for the whole of my 19 years, I have decided to let my heart bleed by buying a $75 eye cream!!! Can you believe it! $75 for only an eye cream!!! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But that's Shiseido lah. Explains the price tag ahahha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why women's money are easy to earn. If I ever get to do my own business, I shall make sure I venture into one that is at least related to women's stuffs. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I keep going out with ZT and she had witnessed my incredible shopping spree these few days. I had spent around 200+ dollars in just 4 days. Muahahaha. My heart is bleeding v.v But I hope all my 'investments' don't disappoint. And that includes a new haircut! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I finally plucked out the courage to challenge myself to sport SHORT HAIR! Now I can't tie my hair. I still think it looks weird on me since the last time I had really short hair was I was in K1, but I think I have to live with it for another few months hahaha. Who knows, I might be keeping short hair for a long time to come, I was really sick and tired of having to maintain long hair. AND MY HAIR COSTS 98 BUCKS. w00t. 98. It's so freaking ex. I hate my impulsive nature T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is just all about my shopping spree. So meaningless. You have just wasted approximately 15 minutes of your life reading this senseless post. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1412241709880793952?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1412241709880793952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1412241709880793952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1412241709880793952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1412241709880793952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-my-inner-auntie-is-growling.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1634794247024482329</id><published>2008-02-17T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T12:49:36.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Continued from last entry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. north_liv&lt;br /&gt;2. Shuf&lt;br /&gt;3. Shusquare (HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My complexion. My most valuable asset.&lt;br /&gt;2. My really BLACK hair. The sunlight can't even change it to brown xD&lt;br /&gt;3. My aligned rows of teeth. Though they can be whiter, but straight enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MY THIGHS. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;2. My forever-cracking dry lips.&lt;br /&gt;3. My two big fat eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chinese&lt;br /&gt;2. Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;3. HOKKIEN. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bugs&lt;br /&gt;2. Bugs&lt;br /&gt;3. Bugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;2. Internet&lt;br /&gt;3. Social life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The OLD zhss pe t-shirt. You know with that green lines. That's really OLD. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;2. SHORT shorts ;D at home what.&lt;br /&gt;3. Specs -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. JJ&lt;br /&gt;2. Ayumi&lt;br /&gt;3. Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS: (at the moment)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake Up Call - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;2. Marionette - Ayumi&lt;br /&gt;3. The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Humour&lt;br /&gt;2. Love and surprises (Passion is a bonus. HAHAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't live without chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't wait for this disastrous semester to be over&lt;br /&gt;3. I'M LOVING NUS LIFE RIGHT NOW. RIGHT. BJSHAOHSOIAHSOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eyes that can 'talk' *melts*&lt;br /&gt;2. Megawatt smile *_*&lt;br /&gt;3. Just have a pleasant face. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drawing&lt;br /&gt;2. Reading&lt;br /&gt;3. Internet -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go VISIT JAPAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Needs more social life. Period.&lt;br /&gt;3. I need to munch on chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Work in SGX =D but that's tough to get in though.&lt;br /&gt;2. In the advertising industry.&lt;br /&gt;3. Banks lor. Boring jobs T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Japan&lt;br /&gt;2. US&lt;br /&gt;3. Europe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Isabelle!&lt;br /&gt;2. I like any girl's name with a 'xuan' inside. &lt;br /&gt;3. Gerald. For some reason I like this name. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave my footprints at all continents&lt;br /&gt;2. See the WONDERS OF THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;3. Be a millionaire. *evil laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like hot guys &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I care a lot about my hair.&lt;br /&gt;3. Basically, I spend too much time shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY (LIKE) A BOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I act like a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;2. I think some women are hot and sexy (and what's wrong with that?)&lt;br /&gt;3. I dress like a boy if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Aiya. You want to do the quiz do la. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm very sian about my life right now. Life is in an all time low, I blogged it on facebook about it already, so I wouldn't repeat it here. I NEED MORE FAMILIAR FACES IN NUS! Now I completely understand how ZT feel last semester. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines' Day was a bore this year. People asked me out but I prefer staying at home and doing my work because they are overwhelming T_T Oh, I can't wait for this semester to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1634794247024482329?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1634794247024482329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1634794247024482329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1634794247024482329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1634794247024482329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/02/continued-from-last-entry-three-screen.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7579632280805128080</id><published>2008-02-12T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:51:40.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Koped from zt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3321"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/timeofday_quiz/315.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the moment when the last bell rings and school lets out for the day. You are resistant to schedules and obligations, so you love feeling like you're in control of your life again. You are the very moment when the second hand hits the 12, and the halls fill with noise and motion. Even if your after-school time is packed with activities, lessons, or a job, somehow, you just feel freer in the late afternoon than you do earlier in the day. Maybe it's all that blue sky and afternoon sunshine? Nah -- even on rainy days, 3:15 is always a beautiful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update again when I have the time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and i indeed like 3.15pm. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7579632280805128080?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7579632280805128080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7579632280805128080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7579632280805128080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7579632280805128080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/02/koped-from-zt.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-890875988611990074</id><published>2008-02-04T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:44:17.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;WHY DOES MACRO ECON NEED DIFFERENTIATION AND CHAIN RULE AND THOSE STUPID MATH RULES. JHDSOHDOSDSDDJSKD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough rumblings. I'm being like that because I was doing my econ homework and I nearly died. I realised that I cannot even differentiate root squares anymore. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point of this random entry. The point of the entry today is basically GOSSIP! Something I have not blogged about for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Know what's the hottest gossip in town now? The HK stars sexual pictures scandal. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, you are seriously behind the news. Wait I mean tabloids. Yea they say tabloids are a waste of money and time yada yada yada but don't we guys love to read about those news when Britney get into her new lows and media are always cashing in money because of these news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to elaborate too thoroughly on this issue, though. Suddenly, I feel that Edison Chen is a male whore. Or some sicko with a serious case of sexual deprivation. Or someone who needs deep psychological help. Because apparently the thousands of sexual nudity star pics are from his hard disk of his, er, &lt;em&gt;PINK&lt;/em&gt; laptop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(But the pink one is limited edition, okay!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PICS REAL OR NOT? People say. I admit, curiosity got the better of me and I have seen the uncensored pics online. Before you go 'ewww', please, they are EVERYWHERE in the Net now. Anyway, the point of me looking at the pics is to observe whether the faces are really edited or something. However when I scrutinise them (ON THE FACE ONLY) there's really no obvious signs of editing. For one, I'm a photoshop user as well. Not pro, but have 3 years of experience of editing pictures. If they are edited, the pictures would have been TOO perfect. The lightings, the angles, the skin shades. The details. Too real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS THERE'S THOUSANDS OF THEM! WTF. This reminds me that Edison is a male whore again. Period. No matter how good looking he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity the ladies who are involved in this scandal though. Disgraced stars. Some, from the pictures, seem unaware of the existence of camera. Some did though. In the end, the ladies are always the ones who suffer the most from this kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help but think they are really dumb. What happened to the lessons learnt from the Western part of the world? Remember Paris Hilton's sex video? That High School Musical Girl Vanessa-w/e-her-name-is's nude picture? The humiliation they suffered? They are public figures, damn it. These things will get spread as long as they exist. So now. STASH ALL YOUR HUMILIATING PICTURES FROM YOUR HARD DISK NOW! You never know when a sicko will hack into your computer and copy the pictures into a disk for their own using pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I feel sorry for the female stars, at the back of my head, I can't help but think that they are sluts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-890875988611990074?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/890875988611990074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=890875988611990074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/890875988611990074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/890875988611990074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-does-macro-econ-need.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7145067320967068013</id><published>2008-01-17T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:59:34.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you know me well enough, you know I usually don't bear grudges. But when I do, it's for a really, really long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I decided to act smart and do something that I usually won't bother to do on msn, but it's freaking tempting. &lt;strong&gt;A PRANK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/north_liv/untitled-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;THE PRANK. CLICK.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good if you don't get it, or not even know who this person is. Because she's not worth knowing. Seriously. Anyway I stayed put like this for 5 minutes. Before I blocked her for good. F*ck, why am I even in the same school and faculty as her EVEN in university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Don't learn from me kids! It's a very immature prank to do! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explanation of The Prank&lt;/strong&gt;: I was very bored, and I saw her contact. Her nic was already like that when I logged on. Then I decided to change my nic to complement hers. Now is it clearer to you? hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7145067320967068013?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7145067320967068013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7145067320967068013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7145067320967068013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7145067320967068013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/01/look-at-that-joker.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-4799877500655429327</id><published>2008-01-15T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T09:44:20.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of my holiday, before returning to NUS for Semester 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous week was basically just rotting at home, watching movies, watching NODAME. The SP is superb. Holy, it ended just as perfect as the whole series itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason to blog today, I just suddenly felt the need to update my blog after a period of not blogging. For some reason, I can't wait for this year's CNY. It's less than a month's away! w00t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-4799877500655429327?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4799877500655429327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=4799877500655429327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4799877500655429327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4799877500655429327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-day-of-my-holiday-before-returning.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6396752489961024047</id><published>2008-01-08T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T01:23:33.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The reason I'm still up and blogging, I know not. Despite having swallowed ethis flu medication (YES I UNFORTUNATELY CAUGHT THE FLU BUG) and being drowsy, I still do not feel like sleeping yet. Don't ask why. We humans are weird species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after slacking totally for 1 month plus, next week's school reopening. Mixed feelings, because I know that I really really need to work extra hard to get the CAPS I want so badly. I really wanna be a Honours student. Who doesn't? And a quality one. Not some 'japalang' 3rd class honours. In this case I would rather settle with Pass with Merit. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if fate decides for me to get that. Well. Darn it. I have got to learn to settle for the next best and be contented and say Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not typing properly now because of the drowsiness (DARN IT) but I still wanna type. I don't want to fall asleep yet. Wooo. Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st blog post of 2008! Yay? &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the New Year's Eve in a less boring manner this year. Every year, I would either sleep through the countdown, or I will dutifully report to the front of the television and watch the countdown party, and sometimes mumbled with them when they get all excited during the last seconds of the Old Year. Spent the night over at Roy's house (SOUNDS WRONG AHAHA) with NPCC peeps and got high for real for the first time in my life. Really, the company matters. So thus the stayover ended with a happy note, with myself dragging my heavy bones back home at around 9am to sleep (which I managed to stay awake long enough to eat my Roti Prata). Which is quite an achievement, considering I only caught a wink of sleep from 5am to 6am. I'm too lazy to type out the details on whatever happened during the stayover, but yeah. It was fun. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for new year's resolutions, I have learnt to be a realist rather than an optimist. I have faced the fact that I am bounded to break my resolutions sooner or later, so this year, I'm not making one and thus, no pressure in keeping one :) Though I DO hope I can finally get my lazy arse off and STUDY. Okay before you snigger, I CAN DREAM ABOUT IT OKAY? Okay. Fine. Great. Bravo. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this year's the year we are all turning 20! So old v.v Semester 2 is starting next week and, wait... didn't I mention this before already? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I think I really need sleep now. Cya peoples. Happy New Year. Happy 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(P.S I need a new blogskin D:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6396752489961024047?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6396752489961024047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6396752489961024047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6396752489961024047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6396752489961024047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2008/01/reason-im-still-up-and-blogging-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8136533680376621521</id><published>2007-12-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:38:02.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the last minute of my birthday, allow me to round up what happened yesterday and the whole of today, everything that made this 19th birthday extra special :) (with many surprises! xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 29th, went to Kelvin's house. What was purely on my mind was to celebrate Kelvin's birthday because I'm so used to celebrate belated birthdays haha. The main objective was to have lunch together, with Kelvin, Zhen Ting, Cecilia, Clarice and Brandon. There's a LOT of food. Too many pizzas and grilled chicken wings x.x Kelvin refused to disclose the amount he paid for the food =/ So thank you for your treat didi! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was really a slack day at his house. After the food we really had nothing to do, Clarice and Brandon went off first because they have something else on. Then I was totally falling asleep in Kelvin's room when there's this birthday cake surprise! OH MY. Kelvin just brought in the cake and I WAS SO SHOCKED. I was totally so unexpecting it, and I was speechless for a few seconds HAHA. Let's see ah. It's been countless years since I had a proper whole birthday cake, though I have a sliced birthday cake before with pz and co xD ANYWAY. I was really happy they thought of this surprise and we got really crazy after that HAHAHA. Cam-whoring, but not your usual kind ;) We acted as Superheroes and Hard Gays. buahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday itself! I was so happy to get two on-the-dot messages, two of them who especially timed and send the birthday wishes on midnight. It would have been three but Zhen Ting said, "Aiya, watch anime until overshoot." xDDDD Anyway I'm happy enough to receive the wishes, and quite a number of them from unexpected people which made me feel quite guilty about this because I didn't message them on their birthday x_X so yeah. Another surprise hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day itself, I went out with the 05S6D girls! &lt;em&gt;Supposedly&lt;/em&gt; the girls. Then I found out Pei Zhi wanted a surprise for me and was asking the guys out the whole of last night, but many couldn't make it, in the end only Jastin came hahahah. Thanks pz for your effort in the surprise though &lt;3 We went to J8 and shopped for my present the whole day (much to Jastin's boredom) and we went arcade to shoot hoops which is really pretty darn addictive like Pringles. Then we continued to shop and they got me a bag yaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back home really early because I wanted to celebrate my birthday and my mum's birthday with my family too, so I got home around 5.45pm. THEN THE MOST RANDOM THING CAME. At around 6pm, my phone rang and I saw it was Roy. Thinking that it might be the Potluck thing we are having on New Year's Eve, I picked up and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPY BIRRRRRRRRRRRRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay honestly I kind of expected him to maybe &lt;em&gt;say&lt;/em&gt; 'Happy Birthday', but in the end it was quite deafening xDDDDD Because it was not only his voice. There were FIVE VOICES shouting into Roy's phone HAHAHAH! THEN. Someone, i assume it's Malcolm, started to sing the birthday song. And then the rest of the guys joined in. HAHAHA I LAUGHED UNTIL I CANNOT STAND IT. It was so random! Then Roy wanted me to guess who the rest of the guys are. After quite a lot of difficulty because they basically sound quite the same, I managed to guess them right, namely Roy, Malcolm, Eric, Junwei and Shawn. ANYWAY THIS WAS THE BIGGEST SURPRISE OF THE DAY. Woah. I love you guys man xD NPCC still rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that my family went for a quiet dinner outside, nothing special, but heartwarming hahaha. I love it when we get together on weekends and eat together because actually, my family talks a lot of rubbish during dinner xD Yeah so this basically rounds up my eventful birthday this year. I had so much fun and surprises this year as compared to the previous years xD But STILL. I dread the birthday next year. the BIG TWENTY. NOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(THANK YOU GUYS. For making my 19th birthday extra special. :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8136533680376621521?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8136533680376621521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8136533680376621521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8136533680376621521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8136533680376621521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-last-minute-of-my-birthday-allow-me.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-350231442953532009</id><published>2007-12-23T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:34:12.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so I chanced upon this interesting shop during Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at around Havelock Road, just opposite Furama Riverside Hotel with my dad and my elder brother. My mum was inside the hotel because of this wedding banquet, and we were waiting for it to end to fetch my mum home. So since we were earlier than the end of the banquet and my dad hadn't had any dinner, we managed to find this 24 hours Roti Prata shop nearby. Famished, we just settled for prata for dinner/supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to order 3 plain pratas and 2 egg pratas. We were waiting patiently for the pratas when the shop assistant came back to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assistant: Eh, we have no more &lt;em&gt;ko-song&lt;/em&gt;. (ko-song = plain prata)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Huh? You mean no more egg one ah? Then we take 5 ko-song lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Nonono! No more ko-song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Huh? You mean no more plain ones? Not egg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Yeah yeah! Got egg, no ko-song. Got cheese also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amused, we settled for one cheese prata and two egg pratas. After that, we keep discussing about the possibility of how the heck that shop could possibility not make anymore plain pratas but only egg and cheese pratas. We thought that it might be because of the lack of dough, but it's 24 hours leh. Weird right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, till now, I still have no idea why ther's no plain pratas there. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-350231442953532009?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/350231442953532009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=350231442953532009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/350231442953532009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/350231442953532009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/okay-so-i-chanced-upon-this-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3065273841166886736</id><published>2007-12-20T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T21:11:35.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just returned from the sleepover in Smelly's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, despite sleeping at 5am earlier today due to a drama marathon and waking up at 9am, i'm not at all sleepy. It's really fun because her whole family's not at home and we did really crazy things hahaha! We cooked our own dinner and breakfast but in the end when I went back home I had runs &gt;_&gt;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go online shopping too! After shopping around Far East Plaza, I realised how overpriced most of the items are because I have seen the prices of the same and exact clothes in the online shops before and they are much cheaper. And we had so much shopping unhappiness while shopping at Far East Plaza... The shopkeepers there are so rude sometimes. Seriously, I know their pay do not warrant them to serve us like kings but is it so hard to have basic courtesy? *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting rather lazy updating this blog. Maybe I would suddenly close down this blog one day. Wahahaha. I feel that my ability of expressing myself is deteriorating over the holiday. I'm basically rotting myself away this December holidays. Ho-hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3065273841166886736?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3065273841166886736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3065273841166886736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3065273841166886736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3065273841166886736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-returned-from-sleepover-in-smellys.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1289916996544357401</id><published>2007-12-03T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:44:27.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer: If you are a radical Potterhead, my advice is that you should skip this blog post. Like seriously. If you choose to read it, well, don't kill me later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think 8 Days has been one of Singapore's best publications because of their sharp tongues and cheeky comments. If you do read 8 Days too, you would love their "Last Page" the most, I'm sure. Well this is taken from 8 Days I think, one or two weeks ago from their "Last Page". I feel it's so hilarious it should be shared. Nahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Revelations in the World of Harry Potter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So J K Rowling recently revealed that Professor Dumbledore was gay. What other secrets might the characters of Harry Potter be keeping?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[I] Mad Eye Moody's eye is that way because he accidentally saw Professor McGonagall in a thong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[II] We're not even going into what Hagrid and Buckbeak get up to, there in their little cottage by the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[III] "Just riding each other's Broomsticks." Riiiiiight. Yup. Mm-hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[IV] The Sorting Hat has been accepting 'donations' to sort students into certain houses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[V] Draco Malfoy makes his house elf go outside to clean windows without any safety equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VI] Neville Longbottom arrested at Changi Airport for possession of illegal narcotics. Prosecutors don't buy his excuse that they're "just research material for his lessons in Herbology at Hogwarts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VII] Ron earns extra cash by selling Hermione's used panties on eBay to Japanese fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[VIII] Ollivander's Wand Shop forced to recall all "Made in China" wands because their paint contains 'date rape' chemical.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[IX] Neville Longbottom's bottom is actually short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[X] Harry Potter. Invisibility Cloak. Girls' changing room at Hogwarts. You mean you wouldn't? Sure you wouldn't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourites are the ones bolded XDDDD Especially the last one LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I changed a little for some as there are spoilers for the last book. &lt;em&gt;Minor&lt;/em&gt; spoilers only but I filtered them out but it's only a bit haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. WEDNESDAY 11AM COME QUICK LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1289916996544357401?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1289916996544357401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1289916996544357401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1289916996544357401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1289916996544357401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/disclaimer-if-you-are-radical.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1180059206051984964</id><published>2007-11-27T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:42:38.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Doomsday Clock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:55pm&lt;/strong&gt; and counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catastrophe is estimated to be happening in 5 minutes towards midnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Midnight' represents the end of the world, the end of humanity in &lt;strong&gt;Doomsday Clock&lt;/strong&gt; (and it really exists, from 1947. Google 'Doomsday Clock' if you are still skeptical about it). This clock is regularly adjusted following the events which threaten the existence of humanity. The clock does go backwards, but it's been ticking forward these few years. Once it reaches midnight, catastrophe befalls on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock just ticked forward 2 minutes on January this year, and has been ticking forward, not backwards, for 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you intimidated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;p.s for LP listeners, this is where they got their "Minutes to Midnight" idea from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1180059206051984964?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1180059206051984964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1180059206051984964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1180059206051984964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1180059206051984964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/11/doomsday-clock-1155-and-counting.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3475886620388175612</id><published>2007-11-16T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T14:40:37.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teeny-weeny update about Linkin Park Live on 13th Nov in Indoor Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One classic moment, when Chester went down to the crowd (I forgot which song they were performing at that time) and the standing crowd just went crazy. CRAAAAZZY. That's when I saw his left wrist being bandaged and we realised that his wrist was broken! And apparently, someone got too excited and broke Chester's jewellery or something, and grabbed his wrist as well. Anyway after he went back to the stage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chester: You guys are ruthless dude, RUTHLESS! Grabbing my broken arm like that. You guys should be &lt;em&gt;ashamed&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;yourselves&lt;/em&gt;. (pauses, the whole stadium laughed) Next time I go down there, I'm gonna punch somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Mike: If I go down there, will you punch me too?&lt;br /&gt;Chester: Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this part xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just realised he broke his wrist a month ago at NZ concert. He jumped 4 feet down to the ground from stage during the performance of Papercut, lost his balance and fell on his wrist. And the show went on despite him breaking it! As Mike Shinoda phrased it pretty funnily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike: We were contemplating whether to let the show go on, we did... we were only at our 3rd or 4th song. But we realised since after an hour, Chester's wrist would be as broken as ever so why not?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry I was spending the whole morning surfing Linkin Park's website. HAHAHA. Chester and Mike are REALLY funny. Videos are too large to be uploaded here, and as photos i'm a little lazy uploading them here too ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn right I must now get going and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3475886620388175612?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3475886620388175612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3475886620388175612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3475886620388175612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3475886620388175612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/11/teeny-weeny-update-about-linkin-park.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-5869407900429547466</id><published>2007-11-14T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:38:03.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;LINKIN PARK'S CONCERT IS &lt;33333333333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a BLAST! It really allowed me to let my hair down and forget all my stress in school. This is my first ever time stepping into Singapore Indoor Stadium and attending a 'Live' rock concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN. I'm still reliving yesterday night &lt;3 Though it was really tiring towards the end, after all the jumping about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall upload the videos and photos later xD Right now, I'm experimenting with my PSP as my mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OH YEAH. MY BELOVED SAMSUNG MP3 JUST DIED YESTERDAY. AMEN.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-5869407900429547466?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5869407900429547466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=5869407900429547466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5869407900429547466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5869407900429547466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/11/linkin-parks-concert-is-33333333333-it.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8080724480237224052</id><published>2007-11-08T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:33:57.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's a day I have been looking forward to! After days and days of torture and turmoil (LOL) because of the rush to meet the project deadlines, Deepavali's kinda a relief and break for me. School's never been so busy before @_@ (Thus the lack of update of my blog lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Today I went out. Muahahaha. Met up with a group of 4e2 peeps! Time really flies and some people really changed (physically) a lot! However I realised their behaviour and character are still more or less the same, which is kinda a relief xD I would hate it when the fun people get reserved or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway we ate at Wakari in the Central (or w/e it is named, I didn't really take note) at Clarke Quay and I must say they serve really gooooood stuffs. When I get my next pay or something, I must definitely visit there again. There's so many delicious food T_T Definitely after my exams, I'm visiting that place AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Orchard and walked around. As usual, if you don't have any specific business there, it's kinda a boring place. We went to Takashimaya to loiter around and least expectedly, I saw something almost incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this LOOONG queue outside the Louis Vuitton shop! Before you jump into any conclusion, no I'm NEVER a fan of LV okay. I wouldn't care if their $2000 bags are going for a 50% price reduction (but I might if it's 90% HAHAHA) which I think the shop was, or having some other promotion. But anyhow, it's kinda rare to see a long queue outside the boutique, and one of the reasons why there's a queue might be because the shop only allows a number of people to be in their boutique for the convenience and "greater experience of shopping" for their upper-class shoppers *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we continued to proceed on to the upper floors to go to Kinokuniya where we can afford the stuffs there unlike the boutique we just passed by. THEN we saw something incredible man! Here comes the main part. At the end of the LV queue, we saw this interesting person at the end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a monk! A MONK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH. I was feeling a mixture of amusement and annoyment when I saw that. What was a monk doing in THAT queue?! Hello ah, it was not a queue for free food. It's a LV queue. Isn't there supposed to be a rule for monks that they should not be lavishing themselves with luxury stuffs and live a life of simplicity? Or have they risen in their status so much till the perception of monks I had till today became obsolete? Certainly I DON'T remember any monks buying Gucci and Chanel stuffs before today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway maybe because of the fact that our group stared at the monk quite intensively (of course with other passers-by) he started to feel really uneasy and began to walk away. But after walking a little away he "U-turned" back to the place he stood and joined the queue again. He did this quite a number of times during the few minutes I stared at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay you might find me blowing this thing too much a big proportion but this is really pretty ridiculous, maybe to an extent of absurdity (I have no idea whether this word exists but you get what I mean). This reminds me of that report of Ren Ci Hospital "scandal" that was not yet confirmed and being investigated. Just when the NKF saga wasn't really forgotten yet, Ren Ci Hospital's finance HAS to have problems. I certainly hope they wouldn't betray the public's trust in their integrity, just like what NKF did. I wouldn't dare to imagine how the public would react when the investigation really found evidence of any internal corporation corruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, this outing (plus the interesting scene we witnessed) uplifted my spirits somehow. It is always great to meet up with old friends again : D Oh man, I can't wait for this semester to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8080724480237224052?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8080724480237224052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8080724480237224052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8080724480237224052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8080724480237224052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/11/todays-day-i-have-been-looking-forward.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7444856398802474126</id><published>2007-10-15T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:42:30.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever heard of &lt;strong&gt;Flash Mobs&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my media lecture today, I learnt about this interesting online community xD They are just a group of people (should I say, very &lt;em&gt;bored&lt;/em&gt; people) who gathered together online and think of stupid and random things to do. Knowing almost nothing's impossible with Japan, Flash Mobs originated from there and what they do is REALLY DARN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to give you a prologue of the Youtube video below, think of the "Xin Dong Wang" commercial shown in Channel 8 and U not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MUST-WATCH VIDEO XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bj0Ma2CsHME"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bj0Ma2CsHME" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ABSOLUTELY love the last one. HAHAHAHAHA. The first uncle is darn steady. So unfazed by the group of people xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7444856398802474126?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7444856398802474126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7444856398802474126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7444856398802474126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7444856398802474126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/10/ever-heard-of-flash-mobs-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2994848518834536064</id><published>2007-10-10T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:40:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's actually quite demoralising when you get back your first ever test in NUS, you are already below average, and it's way below my expectations (it's an economics test). Now I'm starting to question my capability in majoring in Economics. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm only below average by 0.88 marks, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my most confident subject after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2994848518834536064?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2994848518834536064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2994848518834536064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2994848518834536064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2994848518834536064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-actually-quite-demoralising-when.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8661854857266652100</id><published>2007-10-09T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:58:41.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A nifty net speed test! Click on the image below to try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/191297782.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine's actually considered kinda slow. Sad &gt;___&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8661854857266652100?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8661854857266652100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8661854857266652100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8661854857266652100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8661854857266652100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/10/nifty-net-speed-test-click-on-image.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-940549157251794887</id><published>2007-09-28T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:46:48.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MID AUTUMN PICS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Due to the large amount of pictures being taken, I just uploaded selective ones on the blog. Why on blog? Because I found some of the pictures are really interesting. Rofl. The rest I would upload on Shutterfly one fine day, including the airport ones : D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! The sparklers and candles are really pretty at night! Too bad my camera had to run flat on battery when we were just enjoying ourselves. I could have taken some pictures with the sparklers getting stuck on the tree xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0NuvDP3UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Pqs38V1_tBc/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0NuvDP3UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Pqs38V1_tBc/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115259848317984066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Our pretty mini campfire! Made by Zhen Ting.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0OFPDP3VI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NpqBsVaF7Aw/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0OFPDP3VI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NpqBsVaF7Aw/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115260234865040722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Slurping on Bubble Tea. I like my hair from this angle. Damn.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0Oc_DP3WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zmZEvnizCBA/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0Oc_DP3WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zmZEvnizCBA/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115260642886933858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zhen Ting getting, er, amused at the lantern?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0OzfDP3XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QUWQgG1Moqw/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0OzfDP3XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QUWQgG1Moqw/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115261029433990514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMELLY&lt;/strong&gt;. 'nuff said.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0PWPDP3YI/AAAAAAAAABE/5UcZ_T1YmAs/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0PWPDP3YI/AAAAAAAAABE/5UcZ_T1YmAs/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115261626434444674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;My favourite photo! I think it's captured really nicely.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0PsPDP3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/D3EN5NzfqKk/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0PsPDP3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/D3EN5NzfqKk/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115262004391566738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0QE_DP3aI/AAAAAAAAABU/jqinyV1AtrY/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0QE_DP3aI/AAAAAAAAABU/jqinyV1AtrY/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115262429593329058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0QV_DP3bI/AAAAAAAAABc/ncGCv0hEOLc/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0QV_DP3bI/AAAAAAAAABc/ncGCv0hEOLc/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115262721651105202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0QivDP3cI/AAAAAAAAABk/mVW0mNI4EcA/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0QivDP3cI/AAAAAAAAABk/mVW0mNI4EcA/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115262940694437314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Purty Sparklers! 1st one is blinding though o_O&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0Q4vDP3dI/AAAAAAAAABs/53IXug6MP5U/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0Q4vDP3dI/AAAAAAAAABs/53IXug6MP5U/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115263318651559378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;ZT: Muahahahahahha~     (XD)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0RRfDP3fI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XAdhzav8R-4/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0RRfDP3fI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XAdhzav8R-4/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115263743853321714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;xin: Woah~! I scared ah~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0RGPDP3eI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NjuLz5C_3aA/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0RGPDP3eI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NjuLz5C_3aA/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115263550579793378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zt zilian-ing. I love this photo too =D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0RxvDP3gI/AAAAAAAAACE/7JKy5LSgung/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0RxvDP3gI/AAAAAAAAACE/7JKy5LSgung/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115264297904102914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;I have to tahan the smell. Really. The smile is, uh, fake. hoho.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0SHfDP3hI/AAAAAAAAACM/wTVD8mY7vBQ/s1600-h/Mid+Autumn+Festival+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0SHfDP3hI/AAAAAAAAACM/wTVD8mY7vBQ/s320/Mid+Autumn+Festival+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115264671566257682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Finally, a decent(posed) photo! Though Zt's not in there.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest, I will upload on Shutterfly. Blogger is really slow in uploading =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-940549157251794887?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/940549157251794887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=940549157251794887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/940549157251794887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/940549157251794887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/mid-autumn-pics-due-to-large-amount-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/Rv0NuvDP3UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Pqs38V1_tBc/s72-c/Mid+Autumn+Festival+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1683120744258653025</id><published>2007-09-27T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T14:41:40.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so now I'm blogging because I'm working on this theatre critique which is sadly, worth 15% of my module assessment and I can't afford to just do a trashy job (which I think I'm doing one anyway despite being diligent enough to read up on examples of theatre critiques). Anyone care to enlighten me what the heck does &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mise-en-scène&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; means? Why am I learning some weird French terms. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love doing nonsensical stuffs. I love mid term breaks, because it is a perfect time to do these stuffs. Too bad it only lasts for one week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I went to KTV with zt, sooky and pekky and we evolved into one crazy bunch of people who seemed to have just escaped from the asylum. Honestly. Who would start singing "She Bangs" in the KTV? We did. Despite knowing that the walls aren't sound-proof and the staff were obviously laughing their arses off from our horrendous screamings and shoutings. But who cares, we love being nonsensical people =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and throwing sparklers up onto trees during mid autumn festival until this policewoman came up on us and warned us not to do it. Rofl. For a moment I thought she's gonna write our names down. Damn. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't worry, I shall upload the photos &lt;em&gt;soon&lt;/em&gt;. My camera's still flat on battery and I don't really feel like charging it. The charger is heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I end my nonsensical post. Back to my critique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1683120744258653025?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1683120744258653025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1683120744258653025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1683120744258653025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1683120744258653025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-so-now-im-blogging-because-im.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8862390464082759026</id><published>2007-09-22T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:23:47.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>121.6.2**.139&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who goes by this IP address eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I'm not threatening, sorry but you got me in my bad mood today. Even bitchy *raises eyebrows* But I do value privacy for not entering the whole IP add though. So hopefully you, "Singnet User", are too a rational person and if you have nothing nice to write, don't spam my comment box =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: WOAH. I just realised the power of Google and other search engines. I just entered my name, and some of my identification keywords I disclosed in Friendster, my blog is easily found. Reminds me. I shouldn't put too much private information in my blog. Woah. I scared ah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8862390464082759026?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8862390464082759026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8862390464082759026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8862390464082759026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8862390464082759026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/121.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3646189758419472039</id><published>2007-09-18T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T02:37:06.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I came here to blog, trust me, I was diligently reading my readings for the past 4 hours, having only read 15 pages because of the stupid computer lag -___- I needed to do research on my readings and the lag ruined my mood and concentration on the damned and lengthy articles. But oh well, as my mood was sorta spoiled and it's already 2.20am, I wanted to just shut down this laptop and go to bed. But I decided to randomly surf around the net for a while and got my leg into Friendster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to log in after not having done so for at least 2 weeks, and surprisingly I saw there are two new private messages (which I keep them spam-free so it's rare for me to receive any junks). So I decided to open them and surprise surprise, both of them are from people I never ever knew or saw in my entire whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was dated back 5th Sept. This is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey arloz..care to chat ma?? Zhan hong here. A dog and sport lover...23m I started my uni recently =(..so stress..U watch any nice movie? Ratootoe and Jay movie..=D"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being delibrately mean or affected by my bad mood currently, but my first impression of this message was an immediate dislike. Words are phrased in a funny way and there's &lt;em&gt;beng&lt;/em&gt; language, which is unforgivable. Singlish is acceptable &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However being one who's too nosey for own's good most of the time, I decided to check out who this weird guy was. Okay his profile was... &lt;em&gt;"decorated"&lt;/em&gt;. I didn't bother looking through the photos to find out who he is because of plain laziness. So he's 23, and from SIM. Probably too bored for his own good. Checked out his comments corner and most of his friends use beng and lian language. Ah... from that moment, I can roughly gauge what kind of person he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to check another one which is dated 15th Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hi, i am hoping to do some networking with people my age.i really hope to get to know you as real friends along the way since we are all living in singapore. I'm from PJC btw. my email is ngshiai@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you can accept my request and send me a email and we can regularly communicate via email and know each other well along the way :)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, I admit, I had a total different view of this person than the earlier one. Sounds sincere and most importantly he writes properly. Anyway. Back to the point, he sounds almost lonely. And when I went to check his profile he locked his profile so it's only open to his friends' viewing, and his display picture is an anime character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm kinda scared of this kind of person. Normally, they turn out to be quite perverse in mind. BUT THAT'S ONLY STEREOTYPE LAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway in the end I didn't bother to reply any of them. For one thing, the messages are considered old. Another thing is I wouldn't want troublesome stuffs to come my way when I reply, and he replies, and things sink in too deep and he keeps flooding my inbox (one possible bad scenario). Oh no no, I want my inbox spam-free. Even though I don't use my friendster much. Anyway this happened before, around a year ago. Funny how people just randomly surf friendster and message a random person you have never ever seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to believe in internet's creditability. There's simply too many hidden threats around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3646189758419472039?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3646189758419472039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3646189758419472039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3646189758419472039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3646189758419472039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/before-i-came-here-to-blog-tust-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6818653755131226254</id><published>2007-09-12T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:06:41.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A random thought when I was doing my readings. About Privacy laws. It feels as though I'm in NUS Law School now, there's so many privacy laws I read and I don't even know the difference for most of them. Now I kinda feel the pain of a Law student. Though they must have suffered x1000 more than me, since I only had to read this LENGTHY law artcle (hopefully only once) and they had to do tremendous amount of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to the topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering whether it's possible for everyone to recycle properly. For instance, newspaper. Though we have proper bins for recycling but still, we see people dumping them everywhere. In the dustbin. Into the incinerator. Gone forever, and contributes to the ever increasing amount of greenhouse gases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was thinking of this idea, like a newspaper collection in every town. Since everyone is so profit-motivated and think that &lt;em&gt;Gurung-Gunis&lt;/em&gt; or whatever they are spelled are getting more stingy each day, maybe the people at the collection can pay back 50% of the amount of how much we paid for the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, if this becomes reality, everyone will sure &lt;em&gt;chiong&lt;/em&gt; to the station everytime their storeroom is filled with newspapers. Never mind the weight. OH, I forgot. The heavier the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we don't know whether the people who collect for old newspapers to recycle &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; recycles it. So isn't it great to have a central newspaper collection station?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when you are thinking, "Yeah right. 50%?! It will never happen &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;." You are right. You are truly a modernised person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since the Industrial Revolution in 1960s we willingly gave up on the environment for money and profit purposes, since when did we give up our money &lt;em&gt;willingly&lt;/em&gt; for environmental purposes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we ever be doing the latter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it's still highly doubtful right till this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mention bullshit like Kyoto Protocol. I bet it's desperate measure. If possible, this would not have existed at all. When we do something environmental, there must be always economic reasons behind it rather then genuine enviornmental reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And as i said it's truly a random thought. Don't ask why I'm such an environmentalist today. Though I remember once, I threw a tin can into a nearby dustbin when the recycling bin was only 100m away, my friend exclaimed, "THE TREES ARE CRYING!" Though I laughed at her silliness &lt;em&gt;because trees don't produce tin&lt;/em&gt;, a gush of guilt came over me, seriously. Or rather, "THE QUARRY IS CRYING!" XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6818653755131226254?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6818653755131226254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6818653755131226254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6818653755131226254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6818653755131226254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-thought-when-i-was-doing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-5796787688906360213</id><published>2007-09-10T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:15:04.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the first ever time I feel so much anger it overwhelmed me, my lips and hands trembling, that I cried non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I got my heart broken so badly by a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not attached. It's my dearest brother. Insensitive to the core...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of guy is he to make a girl cry, even if he doesn't treat me like one, I'm his sister after all isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who to talk to, my dad and mum will only shout at me to shut up and not argue with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only consolation is to vent my frustration on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-5796787688906360213?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5796787688906360213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=5796787688906360213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5796787688906360213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5796787688906360213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-first-ever-time-i-feel-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7518270736034332654</id><published>2007-09-07T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:41:02.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Xinyu and William, I have the chance to watch &lt;strong&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/strong&gt; LIVE! @ 13th Nov : DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever concert (and my first ever splurge on a concert ticket XD), I'm so darn excited. I'm sure they wouldn't disappoint, after watching so many of their live performances on Youtube. Now I finally get to experience it not through the frames of TV and computer : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert ticket is costly, but oh well, it's good to treat oneself occasionally =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7518270736034332654?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7518270736034332654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7518270736034332654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7518270736034332654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7518270736034332654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/omgomgomgomgomgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-5517178037770339148</id><published>2007-09-05T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T18:08:29.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ODEX&lt;/strong&gt;, oh Odex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever know that "Justice" and "Injustice" are just a line of difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, they need a new PR department. Oh, that is, if they ever &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Odex sort-of wanted to reduce their PR damage by making an announcement on 3rd September that &lt;strong&gt;they would not send out any more letters to the IPs that stopped downloading immediately after they started sending out letters.&lt;/strong&gt; Honestly, I seriously doubt they can improve their reputation with this; it just shows how feeble their attempt is when they "conceded defeat" partly when making that announcement, Netizens don't even appreciate it. Not that I'm not happy about this, but isn't this a first sign of being driven into a corner?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-5517178037770339148?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5517178037770339148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=5517178037770339148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5517178037770339148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5517178037770339148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/odex-oh-odex.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-4328785039882581258</id><published>2007-09-01T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T21:54:34.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I decided to get unlazy and design a new header picture on my blogskin, my computer crashed and my photoshop is GONE despite having a backup drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf man. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I finally realised why teachers love cards more than anything else from their students. I was tutoring this korean kid for Chinese yesterday, been tutoring him for three weeks already. Then he gave me this postcard and he, well, kinda struggled through writing the postcard for me XD He wrote in English and Chinese, though they are all broken (but still can understand to a certain extent) but I'm really happy inside. Woah! My 1st teachers' day present. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to NYJC and made a detour to ZHSS after that yesterday because I remembered I had a bet with Mr Ang I would definitely go back this year the previous year XD I went back to zhss and got several shocks o_O particularly our dear principal, she changed A LOT. Her new hairstyle made her so much younger. Oh man. She talked to me, and got surprised that a university student would still come back. Okay apparently, I'm the only one from 4E2'04 who went back. XD I don't see any others from our batch going back too except William. No wonder BDWong was exclaiming when he saw me back saying finally, someone's grateful enough to go back LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's really enjoyable talking to Mr Ang and Mr Wong. They have become more like friends than teachers... Kinda missed the ZHSS days. When I went back to NYJC, there's still this teacher-student gap though they are really really nice, the only teacher I was really 'friend' with has already left the school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, next year if there's any time, more people will go back zhss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-4328785039882581258?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4328785039882581258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=4328785039882581258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4328785039882581258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4328785039882581258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-when-i-decided-to-get-unlazy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7555502440112036925</id><published>2007-08-21T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:25:57.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH I'm feeling like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life I'm living now, the rate of new worries weighing down on me is faster than one who can say "Eureka!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay a bit of exaggerating, but I'm trying to vent my frustrations la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutorial balloting is seriously the worse shit ever. Can't I ever spend my life in NUS in peace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought one's dumb inventing the lecture bidding. Balloting's dumber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I dread going to NUS to study. No motivation, nothing to look forward to. Too scattered, too far away. When one loses a sense of belonging in a place, the feeling is kinda dreadful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, things can improve as time passes by. (And I notice how often I'm ranting on university life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the life in NUS isn't as colourful and vibrant as what many seniors in university described. Really, it depends on the individual. At least to me, my university life is still colourless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I'm still grateful being in NUS FASS. Guess I just have to press on and remain optimistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(NO I'M NOT SUFFERING FROM DEPRESSION)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7555502440112036925?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7555502440112036925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7555502440112036925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7555502440112036925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7555502440112036925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/08/argh-im-feeling-like-shit-now.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6576436919189855784</id><published>2007-08-16T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:16:21.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First week of school just went by (I have no classes on Tues and Fri bwahahaha) and it was pretty much uneventful. We haven't start any modules officially, except for econs which had finished one whole set of notes, though it's just revision of 'A' Levels stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of NUS being &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; school hasn't really sunk in, it feels so hard to digest in me. I don't really feel belonged there... Maybe it's because the school is so big and my faculty itself is one of the biggest there too. And maybe the tutorials haven't started, just the lectures, that makes myself feel like I'm just entering a lecture theatre and nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Theatre Studies is HARD. It's no way a soft option. I have to write a critique of a play from 800 to 1000 words already, though only due in mid October. We are "encouraged" (means a gentler way of "forcing") to attend as many plays as possible. But plays are so expensive! haahha. This module sounds fun so far, though the terminologies seem to be kinda hard. Oh, we will be taught how to pronounce our english words &lt;em&gt;properly&lt;/em&gt; too &gt;____&gt; (The lecturer is kinda gay though &gt;_&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE NOW. IT'S SO STRESSFUL. I look into my letterbox everyday, thanks to some"thing". I'm not even sure whether typing stuff here is safe anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6576436919189855784?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6576436919189855784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6576436919189855784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6576436919189855784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6576436919189855784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-school-just-went-by-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-9117875327012410104</id><published>2007-08-13T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T19:35:42.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little something for our dear &lt;strong&gt;Avril&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/RsBAAsPix-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DRYUYy2wRY0/s1600-h/DSCN0244+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/RsBAAsPix-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DRYUYy2wRY0/s320/DSCN0244+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098145158803933154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time you ever read this, you must be in your US hostel already. Pictures speak more than a thousand words; this photoshopped photo is no exception =) Beats typing out a whole chuck of blog entry XD (sorry for the cut-offs near the corner, it was a pretty fast job xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard, but play hard too! Treasure this precious chance and enjoy yourself there babe : D take lotsa pictures, and update us often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-9117875327012410104?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/9117875327012410104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=9117875327012410104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/9117875327012410104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/9117875327012410104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/08/little-something-for-our-dear-avril-3.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/RsBAAsPix-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DRYUYy2wRY0/s72-c/DSCN0244+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2463547138595047657</id><published>2007-08-08T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T13:18:48.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urgh... So sick of travelling to and fro NUS from last thurs to this week. Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For orientation talks and camp! Though it is supposed to be a &lt;strong&gt;day&lt;/strong&gt; camp, our camp always mysteriously ends at 8 or 9 everyday... &gt;___&gt; Monday was the latest. It ended at 1am! And i have to stay over in school because I have no more buses to catch... people who wanted to go home have to go off early. But the fright night was scheduled near midnight, and all i was waiting for was that. So I waited till there's no more buses left and I have to stay over T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was supposed to go Sentosa for beach games as part of their orientation too, but got lazy ^___^ Another reason is well, I'm staying at home to keep watch on my modules bidding. It sucks that in NUS, ALL your modules have to be bidded if you want to read that particular one. Unless you are from Medicine, Music, Law, Dentistry... where the school have basically assigned all the modules for you because 1) it's a small faculty, 2) there's too many essential modules to take for them that they cannot miss them. Unlike us, who have to fight and bid for our modules to secure a place in our intended major T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in university is a brand new experience for me. Gone were the days being spoon-fed; now comes the days where you have to do everything your own. Bidding modules are only part of the independent things you have to do to survive university. You have to build up the timetable your own from scratch; Fight for a place in your intended major because we aren't allocated one. And avoiding lectures that end at 9pm! Gosh. And &lt;em&gt;balloting&lt;/em&gt; for tutorials. If lucky, I get a good timeslot. Worse, I get a night timeslot. The worst? It clashes with my lectures or other tutorials. And when this happens, I have to drop the module. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all part of a luck game. Deal or No Deal XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. My timetable sucks. If I successfully bid for all the modules I want, I would only have classes on Mon, Wed and Thurs. No no it's excluding tutorials, so I'm reserving tues and fri for tutorials. It sucks on Monday because I have 6 hours of lectures straight T_T As for core modules, I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Economics&lt;br /&gt;2)Communications and New Media&lt;br /&gt;3)Theatre Studies&lt;br /&gt;4)South East Asian Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two were taken to satisfy my university graduation requirements &gt;_&gt; I would never ever touch them if I can. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still comtemplating on my major being Economics or Media. Hopefully by the next semester I can decide on it =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2463547138595047657?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2463547138595047657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2463547138595047657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2463547138595047657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2463547138595047657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/08/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7557994049737989486</id><published>2007-07-28T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T19:48:11.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the end, I can't resist the temptation for the first time in years and went to buy the latest book of HP XD Costs me $48, but alas, I'm not that heartbroken. Surprisingly. N.B: Don't worry I wouldn't give any spoilers in this entry or any hints of it, I'm not that 'despicable' &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the book last night! I must admit that this book didn't disappoint, especially towards the end. The action, the tension, the twists... Some I expected it, but 'woah' on how Rowling twisted the expected twists (to me)... Though, I feel the epilogue is too abrupt and rushed, I'm not that impressed on how it ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually read the end of the book for three times already, to understand everything. It's kinda impressive how small bits of the story in earlier books that appear to be insignificant could connect into the final book =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for it to be made into a movie already! Given that it's a more action-packed book this time round, I hope they can do no wrong since Hollywood always pride themselves of their fantastic visual effects. Really, I'm already picturing how the book is gonna be like in a movie. @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And admittedly, after reading the book, I feel a sense of sadness that the magic is finally over... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Rowling said it's not the end of her Potter books. No, no Book 8, but she's going to come out with an encyclopedia of Harry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7557994049737989486?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7557994049737989486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7557994049737989486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7557994049737989486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7557994049737989486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-end-i-cant-resist-temptation-for.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3130595562734509822</id><published>2007-07-22T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:22:57.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have this utter urge to buy HP7 book right &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so much a Potterhead, but I would love to have my story unspoiled 100%, thank you very much. Right here in this household, there's two people who would be more than willing to spoil the story for me. Because their friends all read the book within a day and now I knew the ending is generally happy/sad, no thanks to the two of them. And f**k, one of them &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; to say who died. Though he was just saying it indirectly, my brain isn't that stupid can, it &lt;em&gt;processes and analyses&lt;/em&gt; your words involuntarily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm just... disgusted at my brothers' childishness. DESPITE OF WARNING THEM NOT TO SPOIL THE STORY FOR ME FOR UMPTEENTH TIMES, they just did it. What seriously sickens me is their smirk and self-satisfaction after seeing my f**ked-up face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone who's reading this blog entry, AND had read the freaking story, please have the basic courtesy not to spoil anyone at all. Unless you want to taste &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; wrath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3130595562734509822?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3130595562734509822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3130595562734509822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3130595562734509822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3130595562734509822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-this-utter-urge-to-buy-hp7-book.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8321698769882815593</id><published>2007-07-20T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:24:43.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was looking through Friendster just now, and strayed off to look at those old friends profile. 'old' as in those who I haven't stayed in contact in a while, some zhss friends, cjc, and some ny peeps too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read through their comments and some are really depressing. It's all university stuffs hanging around, a number of people can't make it. Just saw the news the other day, even with the increased intake this year, only 50% of the applicants made the cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I felt freaking lucky to be able to enter NUS. And even luckier that my appeal got approved. Imagine those who appealed and still ended up disappointed, and with no place to go, at a loss. If it were me, I bet I will be depressed for a while, especially because people around me are going into university. Well, at least I had a place to fall to in NTU, but well, it isn't what I wanted too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness. Now I feel blessed that I have at least a C in physics x___X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8321698769882815593?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8321698769882815593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8321698769882815593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8321698769882815593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8321698769882815593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/07/was-looking-through-friendster-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8479214100222953983</id><published>2007-07-13T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T15:31:27.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[random]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change my blogskin soon. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the template's gonna remain the same, because I'm just too plain lazy to get/make a new one. Most probably I would just change the pictue on top. And maybe the whole color scheme. And TA-DA! you get a new blogskin XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, I'm too much lazy to even start designing stuffs in Photoshop these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/random]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8479214100222953983?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8479214100222953983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8479214100222953983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8479214100222953983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8479214100222953983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-d-i-need-to-change-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-5013121164659958856</id><published>2007-07-09T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:24:43.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's weird, you know, the irony of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm off work AND with no school, I have more than ample time to slack myself off and enjoy. With so much free time, yet the last time I blogged was when I'm in &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; office... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This much of an ample time indeed spurred me into doing a lot of things, but i just refused to drag my lazy bones off the comforts of home to do something &lt;em&gt;useful&lt;/em&gt;. 'Useful' as in, going to some language courses, and maybe driving lessons. Now I'm beginning to even feel lazy for shopping, unless someone asked me out, or I have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I'm kinda proud of myself. I have been exercising more than ever =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one week, I would at the very least swim 3km. That's equivalent to 60 laps of the swimming pool, and i'm still aiming it higher. Yeah yeah haolian right. HAHAHAHA. Please let me haolian because I'm pretty surprised at myself being so persistent and disciplined these few days to workout. The days I'm not swimming, I would try to jog around the park. &lt;em&gt;TRY&lt;/em&gt;. Jogging is much more torturous for me as compared to swimming for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And you can't swim everyday because the water spoils your hair. HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yes, I'm very proud of Zt and Smelly! Smelly being the one who swam as much as I do or even more, and Zt has improved MUCHO in swimming ever since our first swimming 'session'. From someone who struggles to swim 1/4 of a lap to someone who can swim the full lap without stopping. And plus the fact that she cared to come down all the way from Woodlands to Amk to join us. If it's me, I would have given up because of the distance x___X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, without these two, I wouldn't be able to continue my swimming routine &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. I get to see Zt in a swimsuit at least twice each week. Take that Avril and whoever's Zt's lover is. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-5013121164659958856?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5013121164659958856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=5013121164659958856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5013121164659958856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5013121164659958856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-weird-you-know-irony-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-200820166942186726</id><published>2007-06-22T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:36:26.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The prayers have been answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS &lt;3333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS FASS has accepted me into their arms xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole process is pretty dramatic, I will blog about it in another day... when my emotions are stabilised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm breaking free from Physics and Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm appreciating the second chance, it's almost a new lease of life. You may call me being overdramatic, overreacting because FASS isn't prestiguous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's somewhere I have been fighting hard to get a place in, to release myself from the torture of studying something I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; i wouldn't like. And when you make an effort to fight, it's immerse satisfaction you feel when you get it in the end. I maybe battle-scarred (i'm really tired of getting disappointed so many times) but I'm happy. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For at least I know my interest and ability to study Economics has far surpassed Physics and Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuahahaha. No more sorrow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-200820166942186726?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/200820166942186726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=200820166942186726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/200820166942186726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/200820166942186726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/06/prayers-have-been-answered.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-8119989466234221838</id><published>2007-06-06T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T15:42:26.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems finalised that I would leave my job on 22nd June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a weird feeling, to be honest. One side of me is relieved that finally I can go away from this boring office job of 7 months, but another part of me starts to feel nostalgic as days go by. Would I miss this job? No. Would I miss this place. Maybe. Would I miss my colleagues? Definitely for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are really, really nice people who don't scold me even if I make the same mistakes over and over again every month, especially my supervisor. Oh my goodness my supervisor &lt;em&gt;doesn't&lt;/em&gt; ever scold anyone at all. She's too nice x.x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the people here I would miss the most are not my colleagues, but the cleaning auntie =( She is really chatty and treats me like her daughter. She was really surprised in the morning when she saw my attachment and she said, "She replacing you, ah?" Then I said, "Yeah." She looked a little sad then continued, "Hai. After you go, I don't know when I can see you again leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Imagine how I felt after she said that. I'm sad+moved+touched. I never knew she felt this way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I have been shaking legs and being really really slackish these 3 days ever since my attachment is here. Asides teaching her stuffs, I have nothing per much to do. Most of my duties are already been slowly passed on. And it's only the 3rd day of the 2 weeks she's being attached to me &gt;_&gt; One reason why she's learning this fast is because she was like me before who worked here for her A-levels-to-university break. Like me she worked seven months here before. She's quite nice though xD Luckily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I'm typing this blog entry pretty openly is because I honestly told my attachment I have been secretly surfing the net while working for the past months. SHE KNOWS I SURF NEOPETS. And yeah, she keeps laughing at me &gt;___&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I hope I don't really end up in NTU Engineering. I hope my appeal goes well. Everyone pray for me &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-8119989466234221838?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8119989466234221838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=8119989466234221838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8119989466234221838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/8119989466234221838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-seems-finalised-that-i-would-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7407905726480971638</id><published>2007-05-23T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T10:42:07.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, I'm getting really sick of my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not getting lazy, I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; mind working at all, because it beats lazing around at home doing nothing and you have no extra income to spend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just... I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week marks the 7th month I have been in UOB. Goodness I have been working in the same job for SIX MONTHS. Half a year doing the same thing everyday. Who wouldn't be tired and sick of it? When the job is nowhere exciting. Or challenging, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, I moan to myself when the alarm clock sounded. I wanted something to motivate and look forward to every morning I go to work. The only motivation? Is to meet the dateline I'm supposed to hand in my assignments. That's not exciting. That's stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, recently it's been so busy, I hardly had time to surf the net till today. I still have work but hell I'm putting it aside. I have been doing that kinda stuff for straight 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me wonder about my future job. I hope I wouldn't end up feeling like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I have more to talk about later, I will blog again. Right now, I'm just borrowing this place to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7407905726480971638?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7407905726480971638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7407905726480971638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7407905726480971638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7407905726480971638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/05/seriously-im-getting-really-sick-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-5976574106212910603</id><published>2007-05-15T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:18:48.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"GATES VS General Motors(GM)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of us who feel only the deepest love and affection for the way computers have enhanced our lives, read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a recent computer expo (COMDEX), Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the auto industry and stated, "If GM had kept up with technology like the computer industry has, we would all be driving $25.00 cars that got 1,000 miles to the gallon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to Bill's comments, General Motors issued a press release stating: If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the following characteristics (and I just love this part):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. For no reason whatsoever, your car would crash ........ Twice a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Every time they repainted the lines in the road, you would have to buy a new car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Occasionally your car would die on the freeway for no reason. You would have to pull to the side of the road, close all of the windows, shut off the car, restart it, and reopen the windows before you could continue. For some reason you would simply accept this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Occasionally, executing a maneuver such as a left turn would cause your car to shut down and refuse to restart, in which case you would have to reinstall the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Macintosh would make a car that was powered by the sun, was reliable, five times as fast and twice as easy to drive - but would run on only five percent of the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The oil, water temperature, and alternator warning lights would all be replaced by a single "This Car Has Performed An Illegal Operation" warning light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The airbag system would ask "Are you sure?" before deploying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Occasionally, for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out and refuse to let you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle, turned the key and grabbed hold of the radio antenna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Every time a new car was introduced car buyers would have to learn how to drive all over again because none of the controls would operate in the same manner as the old car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You'd have to press the "Start" button to turn the engine off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love point number 3 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! My supervisor has allowed me to take leave on 1st June. Nahaha. Can't wait for the long-awaited sleepover! Now I need to shop for more air refresheners though I have 2 in my room already... Because smelly is coming &gt;.&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The replacement for my position will be under my attachment from 4th June to 15th June. I'm supposedly going off on 15th June, but she's having camp from 18th to 29th... &gt;.&gt; Which means for the last two weeks of June, there's no one to help my supervisor and I have to stay till end June, in other words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread the arrival of my replacement because I WOULD NOT HAVE INTERNET TO SURF. This whole bloody computer would be given to her, and I will be spinning around on my chair doing nothing -__________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. All for $$$.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-5976574106212910603?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5976574106212910603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=5976574106212910603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5976574106212910603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5976574106212910603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/05/gates-vs-general-motorsgm-which-means.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2771949465674011835</id><published>2007-05-02T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:06:29.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FEELING LIKE SHIT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S LIKE EVERYTHING I WORKED FOR, IT'S GONE. GONE TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO GODDAMN DEPRESSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2771949465674011835?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2771949465674011835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2771949465674011835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2771949465674011835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2771949465674011835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1602370306562403891</id><published>2007-04-30T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T18:25:00.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>哈哈，也是时候该考考我的华文程度了。（公司的华文评写还真难用！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的，此人正在工作。今天还蛮忙的呢。厉害吧~ 可别学我哦！哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，昨天我见到了一个令我印象深刻的情景。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;差不多是傍晚六时，我正在等着爸爸的车子，因为我们正要吃晚餐。等着等着，就干脆先坐在凳子上。后来在我背后传出两个人的吵架声，转过头看，哦，是一男一女。大概是父女吧。那女子就气冲冲的走得好快。那男的呢，就一直在后面拿着拐杖， 一拐一拐的追着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为好奇的原因，使我开始注意着他们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那女子不久就回头看着那男子，便凶巴巴地喊着，“喂！你别再追着我好吗？！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时，我看着她爸爸苦追着她，她却这么不领情，不禁觉得她好过分哦。我甚至自己脑子里已想好了一个很有可能的结论 - 那女儿可能嫌弃她的爸爸，不要他了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这时那“爸爸”就开口说话了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“喂！老婆。对不起嘛~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这带点撒娇的语气令我觉得好惊讶。不，不是因为那男子正在撒娇， &lt;br /&gt;而是万万没想到，他们两个竟然是一对夫妻。我感叹着，哇，那年龄差距未免太夸张了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女子听了停下她的急促的脚步，转过身等着他追上来。正当那男子追上来后，那女子一话不说，伸了手翻了翻她的背包，拿了一张纸巾，看是若无其事地塞进那男子的裤袋里。仔细地一看为什么她这样做，啊，原来如此，我还没注意到，那男子已经汗流浃背了。那女子最后小声地骂了骂几句，然后由自己走了。那男子呢，嘴巴正笑得合不拢嘴，然后才慢慢地跟上去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这时候，我不禁偷偷地微笑了起来。这事情，即好笑，又带点温馨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这时候，才发现，断章取义，真是不得要领。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这时候，才发现，真实的生活写照，比起精心设计的感人故事可以加倍动人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这时候，才发现，到底自己最近有没有做了一些能打从自己与别人的心底高兴的事？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这时候，感触良多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果，还是只有通过中文，才能自我反省。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道曾几何时，我好像开始离中文好远好远，打这篇blog entry时倍感吃力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说着，顿时感到好内疚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1602370306562403891?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1602370306562403891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1602370306562403891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1602370306562403891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1602370306562403891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-entry-shuf.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2245410737792993591</id><published>2007-04-27T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:36:05.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, I have so many funny things to share xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Dad." With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with mom and you. I have been finding real passion with Tina and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercing, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion...Dad she's pregnant. Tina said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Tina has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Tina can get better. She deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Your Son John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than t he report card that's in my center desk drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. Call me when it's safe to come home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how this ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Posting these stuffs is much better than me not having any ideas what to blog and end up blogging and complaining AND bitching about random useless stuffs. at least these funny things i find are... funny xD not lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2245410737792993591?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2245410737792993591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2245410737792993591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2245410737792993591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2245410737792993591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-man-i-have-so-many-funny-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7633523720611955352</id><published>2007-04-26T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:04:09.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Q: What is the similarity between men and rats? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Both keep searching for new holes.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What is the closest thing similar to a woman's period? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Your salary, it comes once a month lasts about 5 days and if it doesn't come, it means you are in big trouble. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What's the difference between biology and sociology?&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;A: When the baby looks like his dad or mom, then it is biology. When the baby looks like the neighbour, then it is sociology. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Doctor: You look so weak &amp; exhausted. Are you having 3 meals a day as I have advised? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Lady: Doctor, I thought you said 3 males a day. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Girl friend &amp; boy friend go for a movie. In the dark, a mosquito enters the girl's skirt. Guess where it would have bitten? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: The boy friend's hand. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Tarzan and the animals went to the river to take a bath. Tarzan removed his clothes.All the animals laughed. Tarzan asked "Why"? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: The animals told him. Your tail is in front".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, My fav is the tarzan one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7633523720611955352?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7633523720611955352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7633523720611955352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7633523720611955352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7633523720611955352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/04/q-what-is-similarity-between-men-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-4130765295533805627</id><published>2007-04-19T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T14:51:40.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mental state + main concerns at&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 1 = I need food! Water! Someone feeeeed meeee! *cry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 5 = I want those toys I saw in Toys r'us. =( Mummy and Daddy are bad not to buy them for me *cry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 10 = I hate school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 15 = My mum and dad don't understand me at all. AND THESE BOOKS! WORKSHEETS! NEVERENDING! AHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 16 = My mum and dad still do not understand me. But I should start making efforts not to make them so angry that often. Oh yes, I need to buy some nice tops and pants and skirts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 17 = Dad's working really hard. Have to go in and out of Malaysia everyday. Must start saving money. Oh yes, need to save electricity and other resources if I don't wanna see armageddon in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 18 = STUDY HARRRRDDDD. for my own future! oh yes, i still hate school. Save money also... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 19 (this year) = WORK. FOR THE BLING BLING. BECAUSE UNIVERSITY FEES ARE REALLY EXPENSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually that's really brief, but it's something like that. It's pretty amusing how much our mental state and concerns have changed so much throughout the years : p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-4130765295533805627?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4130765295533805627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=4130765295533805627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4130765295533805627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4130765295533805627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/04/mental-state-main-concerns-at-age-1-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2817854016420882584</id><published>2007-04-11T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T16:26:16.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm hopeless over j-pop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime a new artiste release a new album, and it's good imo,i would keep listening to his/her old and new songs over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newest craze being &lt;strong&gt;Ayumi's Secret album&lt;/strong&gt;. I was never ever crazy over her songs, but i'm always amazed by her oh-so-amazing powerful vocals T.T She's really talented too, penning ALL the lyrics of her songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh boy, this album totally rocked. Though I'm a lil slow over it (it was released last Nov) but I felt it was her best album ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to search for all her other songs... Now my mp3 is flooded with her 'best' songs. I love her ballads. Particularly because her voice is soooo good, she makes all the ballads so soothing to ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end. It's her voice i'm falling in love with. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current favs: &lt;strong&gt;JEWEL&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;HEAVEN&lt;/strong&gt;(these two are freakily AWESOME), M, Evolution, Startin'. Yo Zt, I think you would love these songs also, according to your tastes lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2817854016420882584?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2817854016420882584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2817854016420882584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2817854016420882584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2817854016420882584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-hopeless-over-j-pop.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-858148573277030001</id><published>2007-04-09T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:23:02.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It must be the slackish work that has gotten into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, besides working, I'm too lazy to do anything else except eat, sleep and go online. It's actually unbelievable that when I last weighed myself, my weight was maintained without any gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to imagine how I survived school last year, the most tedious, mind-killing and stressful school year of our lives. I was like... much more diligent than now. I doubt I can even finish a math tutorial without going for a nap first &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this makes me wonder how long I'm going to take to adjust to the academic university life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-858148573277030001?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/858148573277030001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=858148573277030001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/858148573277030001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/858148573277030001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-must-be-slackish-work-that-has.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-4787319099617998238</id><published>2007-04-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:49:32.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I decide to go to University of Sydney to further my studies AND have a chance of pursuing a Business degree as what I always wanted, since I couldn't qualify for one place in Singapore, will anyone miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. My auntie asked me to go Sydney with my cousin and offered me to further my studies there. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably, I wouldn't be going. It's way too expensive, but as my brother said, if I'm willing, he's not surprised she will sponsor my fees because they are SO rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money aside, still, I haven't prepared myself to go anywhere off Singapore alone with only my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-4787319099617998238?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4787319099617998238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=4787319099617998238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4787319099617998238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/4787319099617998238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-i-decide-to-go-to-university-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6438800177385838431</id><published>2007-03-28T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:51:28.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>: D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 1: On The Outside &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Shuf&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date: 30/12/1988&lt;br /&gt;Current Status: Single for life yo&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour: I noticed my eyes are actually in a shade of dark brown not black, as what i have always thought. &lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour: Black. VERY black.&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 2: On The Inside &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heritage: Chinese &lt;br /&gt;My Fears: Having to adapt to changes, death of loved ones, beetles especially those with hard shells, loneliness&lt;br /&gt;My Perfect Pizza: Spicy and hot. with lots of pickles. bonus: a lil melting cheese in the crust. not too cheesy though. oohlala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 3: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thoughts First Waking Up: ARGH!!! *starts thinking of excuses of skipping work for that day but eventually will go back and snooze for another 10 minutes*&lt;br /&gt;My Bedtime: NOOOOOOOOOOOO the next moment i open my eyes i have t wake up and go work T.T&lt;br /&gt;My Most Missed Memory: School life. Especially secondary school.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 4: My Pick &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: i'm abstraining from both.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: Abstraining from both too -____- but if it must be one, McDonald's i guess&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Group. i need conversations.&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Adidas. &lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea: Tea. never liked nestea =/&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: CHOCOLATE &lt;3 especially dark chocolates. no way to white ones though.&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: Coffee. i can't stand cappuccino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 5: Do you... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: never did. and never will.&lt;br /&gt;Curse: of course &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Take a Shower: 2 times daily. that's why i don't smell like Smelly ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Have a Crush: NO. it's true! and it's kinda sad. i questioned my own sexuality preferrence before. ROFL. but i'm definitely not interested in girls sexually xD &lt;br /&gt;Think You've Been In Love: what do you think if i have never had a crush before?&lt;br /&gt;Go to School: yes, and going to one (hopefully xD)&lt;br /&gt;Want to Get Married: depends. only if i can find someone who loves me and i will have a sense of security with him. i must not abhor him. xDDDD passion is bonus. i don't mind going single all my life, if i really can't find the one. i can live freely as a single anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in Yourself: i do. really.&lt;br /&gt;Think You're a Health Freak: definitely not. or else i won't be eating this pack of chocolate bananas now xDDD&lt;br /&gt;The Verdict is: huh? erm, i have flabby arms? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 6: In The Past &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank Alcohol: yeah. it's okay la, i don't get why people go crazy over them at pubs.&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the Mall: &gt;.&gt; as a girl, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Been on Stage: i did. the stupid lang song bi sai. HAHAHA. Sec 1 and 2. i forgot how it goes already. and oh yeah. primary school i was in chinese dance HAHA. performed on stage quite a many times.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten Sushi: whenever i can and i feel like.&lt;br /&gt;Dyed Your Hair: heh heh heh. only selective people knows. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 7: Have You Ever... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played A Stripping Game: ROFLMAO. i'm too shy to show my fats.&lt;br /&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In: i changed. but not to fit in. i'm influenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 8: Age You're Hoping... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Married: not too young. maybe late 20s or early 30s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 9: In A Guy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Eye Colour: naturally born with it. i hate people wearing tinted lenses with colours that just don't match&lt;br /&gt;Best Hair Colour: as above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 10: What Were You Doing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute ago: At work. &lt;br /&gt;An Hour Ago: Also at work. &lt;br /&gt;4.5 Hours Ago: STILL at work. -_________-&lt;br /&gt;1 Month Ago: i think i had a ear inflammation. hahahah. and. still at work.&lt;br /&gt;1 Year Ago: celebrating the end of my block test? hahaha. and oh, worrying about my physics and maths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 11: Finish The Sentences... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love: weekends. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;I feel: i need more life than sitting in the office and do reports. like, going bungee jump right now. WHEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;I hate: my excess fats. and my failing eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;I hide: what? i don't hide xD&lt;br /&gt;I miss: my bed right now. =( and not knowing why, my mum and dad now. weird. &lt;br /&gt;I need: money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer 12: Tag 5 People &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i skip this? do the quiz if you want &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. it's freakin' troublesome. ahahahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. 45 minutes of work left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6438800177385838431?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6438800177385838431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6438800177385838431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6438800177385838431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6438800177385838431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/03/teh-quiz-layer-1-on-outside-name-shuf.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3861453609264805531</id><published>2007-03-25T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T21:41:47.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work teaches us to appreciate Saturdays and Sundays more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda weird. When we were still schooling, though we are always complaining about schoolwork, teachers and the busy schedules, we never really dread going to school. Because we can meet up with friends and gossip everywhere we go. Something I had taken for granted for the past schooling years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I can't wait to start university in August, though most probably, no one I know in particular would be entering what I'm going to go ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's especially great when I get to meet up with Zt, Kelvin, Clarice and Zhi Hao yesterday to well, just plainly catch up with each other's life. It's been... MONTHS or maybe a year ever since I last seen Clarice xD We went to eat lunch at Sakae, and talked a lot of crap... though mostly I was crapping with my flabby friend (ZHENTING DON'T KILL ME AHAHAHHA) because it's so inevitable we HAVE to tease each other about our arms everytime we see each other, and ooh, I realised I really missed Kelvin's 'secret sharing' session (which we really did when we were going home xDDDDD) and Zhi Hao's full of crap as usual. Too bad Brandon couldn't make it. Or else we would have 'hummed' him about Fatal Frame hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes... it really feels nostalgic that after Kelvin goes to NS in another two weeks' time, and us girls going university, pursuing our own courses, we might never meet up like this again. Okay maybe Zt and I would still meet up each other and crap around again with our fats which is a never changing fact T_T. I'm sure Smelly will continue to haunt me with her smell occasionally, and xinxin blinding me with her stars (okay lame). And Avril! Who needs to meet us up even more now because you are going USA. And the girls of 05s6d, especially Rachel who always cling on people's arms and will whine forever about how bad her day was like a koala bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, we will always be in contact, even if we became adults, have our own families (if someone wants me HAHAHA) and grow old... The thought is kinda impossible. But just. Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing is, it was such a great day on Saturday. 'Fun' doesn't have to be a whole night's out at the pub, dancing crazily away and sipping martinis, but it could be such simple joy of catching up with one another and sitting around, and talk nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel though Saturday was gone fast, it was just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;P.S HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY GENEPIG! If you ever read my blog hahahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3861453609264805531?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3861453609264805531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3861453609264805531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3861453609264805531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3861453609264805531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/03/work-teaches-us-to-appreciate-saturdays.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-5645058549833193493</id><published>2007-03-22T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T15:38:26.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw something interesting hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite funny la, but we need an equation for guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/RgIwmW0HtiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sGFOnhN6FR8/s1600-h/girlsareevil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/RgIwmW0HtiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sGFOnhN6FR8/s320/girlsareevil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044647968125728290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-5645058549833193493?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5645058549833193493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=5645058549833193493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5645058549833193493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/5645058549833193493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_btlPo42ByKk/RgIwmW0HtiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sGFOnhN6FR8/s72-c/girlsareevil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-65935839935728682</id><published>2007-03-14T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:07:52.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--------&lt;br /&gt;Do I look like one who's over 21 years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I'm taking a sneaky break from work around 5.20pm walking around Raffles Place Park, there's this guy from prudential approaching me saying he has good deals to offer to me, I wasn't really listening but i think it's about increasing interest rates in my bank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I would be interested in these stuffs when I get older. But right now, I don't feel like bothering myself with these complicated stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he said that I should leave my contacts with him so that "after 3 days, I will call you to discuss about this scheme, and maybe if you still remembered me and you are interested, we can meet up again in my office to discuss about more details".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i left my contacts. but a fake one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my name as Janice, my number as 91784979. don't ask me where i got the name from. IT'S TOTALLY RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to make it look natural that I'm indeed "janice", I tried very hard not to laugh when he called me "Miss Janice". Trust me, it isn't easy trying to fake a name and a contact number on the spot because it really requires THINKING to lie about yourself. I pity that guy for wasting his time trying to reach me 3 days later, but well, he wasted my time today for insisting in me listening to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that the number I gave isn't in use. If it's in use... I'm sorry to the owner then =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot, this is rare for me to blog twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-65935839935728682?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/65935839935728682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=65935839935728682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/65935839935728682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/65935839935728682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-i-look-like-one-whos-over-21-years.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1448220498052317381</id><published>2007-03-14T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T10:51:32.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THINGS YOU MIGHT NOT KNOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)It is physically impossible for you to lick your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)No piece of paper can be folded in half more than seven times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Venus is the only planet that rotates clockwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Apples, not caffeine, are more efficient at waking you up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)The king of hearts is the only king without a moustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)The liquid inside young coconuts can be used as a substitute for blood plasma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Pearls melt in vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)A duck's quack doesn't echo and no one knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Turtles can breathe through their butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Elephants are the only animals that can't jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Women blink nearly twice as much as men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)A snail can sleep for three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Most dust particles in your house are dead skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Mosquito repellents don't repel. They hide you. The spray blocks the mosquito's sensors so they don't know you're there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Almost everyone who reads this blog entry will try to lick his or her elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my supervisor being on urgent leave for consecutive 2 days and on last friday, it leaves me plenty of time to surf the net and find interesting stuffs. But still. This boring life sucks, going to work without doing any work. How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1448220498052317381?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1448220498052317381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1448220498052317381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1448220498052317381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1448220498052317381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/03/things-you-might-not-know-1it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-2434810279677741711</id><published>2007-03-08T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:18:38.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me show you some amazing pictures. When I look at these... I felt motivated, especially after receiving the not-up-to-expectations results. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/north_liv/amazing1.jpg" border="0" alt="Goodness! i think this is the amazing artist that does all the amazing stuffs on such ordinary pavements. The coke looks sooooo real xD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/north_liv/amazing2.jpg" border="0" alt="Everyone thinks it's a cave-in. Don't you think so too? it's omg-ly realistic and awesome."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/north_liv/amazing3.jpg" border="0" alt="I'm sure you wouldn't want this to happen in front of your house one day..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/north_liv/amazing4.jpg" border="0" alt="Notice how everyone avoided the drawing. kekekeke"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/north_liv/amazing5.jpg" border="0" alt="Wouldn't you just want to push the people you dislike into this realistic pithole? hahaha"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v292/north_liv/amazing6.jpg" border="0" alt="This is my favorite. You can actually see the tiles... but yet you will still feel it's actually water flowing down."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how amazing these pictures are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get it? Put your mouse over each pictures where I wrote commentaries on each of them. You will eventually get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't get it? (you are really slow hahaha) These pictures with those weird cave-ins and a large coke bottle and these underground pipes... they are all drawn by hand by this guy I forgot what's his name, but he merely used ordinary crayons to create such extraordinary art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says getting perfect A level results is amazing? THIS is more amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why i'm so motivated. Because it sure took me a while to realise, my brains are born and built differently from the more academically-inclined people. Perhaps i'm not born to score triple As at all. Perhaps I'm born to excel in other areas(hopefully). So I shouldn't be sad and to stop all my mourning, and tears should stop the day when i received my results. Right now the thing is, I will secure a place in the university, and everything starts afresh again. Who cares whether you are a triple A student if you don't do well in university? a degree is more important than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whoever is concerned, especially those with me during the results day, don't need to worry, i'm okay long ago. i can't control myself during that day because it's inevitable my emotions will run high lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-2434810279677741711?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2434810279677741711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=2434810279677741711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2434810279677741711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/2434810279677741711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/03/let-me-show-you-some-amazing-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1719285071909685231</id><published>2007-02-27T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:38:41.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just now when I was delivering files to my colleague(she's not at her desk), as I put down the file, I decided to 'explore' what she has pinned on the wall. You know, we have those notice-board type walls attached to our tables so that we can pin up whatever we want(no porn though). Then I read this much-debatable(sp?) thing she pinned up. Here's a clue: She's a Christian. So if you are those ultra-sensitive kind of people towards religion, I advise you not read it. I don't want people to *(!@#^!#^)# in my tagboard lol. But I swear, I'm not going to be discriminating or any kinds of these forms towards any religion. Just purely my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it goes in this piece of mini poster she pinned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How could you call yourself a &lt;strong&gt;free-thinker&lt;/strong&gt; if you wouldn't believe my existence? - God"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always pride myself as a free thinker because there's no religious restrictions I have to follow. Though I still pray in temples occasionally and I do have an altar at home, it's because I'm still a Buddhist on black and white. Sort-of saying we are just following our earlier generations. I don't have a problem with that, but if you force me to believe in something I don't ever will, I would say, stop wasting your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel this statement is doubtful. Spiteful, maybe. I don't know whether the 'free-thinker' in the statement refers to the free thinkers, aka non-religious, but after I read it I feel... how do I say, weird maybe? Nope. Empty? No I'm not angry or irritated or frustrated hahahah, okay it provokes me in thinking of a lot of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, the meaning of 'free thinker' is pretty ambiguous. It can be 1) freedom to think and believe in anything one wants, and 2) someone whose thoughts are free, and can accept anything. If the statement refers to 2), then it's theoretically right. But sorry, i belong to 1). I believe majority of the free thinkers fall under 1). &lt;em&gt;It's exactly why we don't believe in God, that we are free thinkers, not Christians, Catholics, or whatsoever.&lt;/em&gt; This belief, is what makes us free thinkers unique and different from others. Just like any other religions who pride themselves with beliefs other religions don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ultimately, it's how one defines this word 'free'. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should stop here. Actually I posted something more but I'm afraid it's going too deep and sensitive. I don't want to be another blogger to go to jail because of blogging. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1719285071909685231?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1719285071909685231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1719285071909685231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1719285071909685231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1719285071909685231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-now-when-i-was-delivering-files-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-7258882201517801515</id><published>2007-02-26T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:55:45.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26th Feb 2007 @ 3.30pm while surfing MOE website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notification of Release of 2006 GCE A-Level Examination Results&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of the 2006 Singapore-Cambridge GCE Advanced Level Examination will be released on &lt;strong&gt;Friday, 2 March 2007&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;School candidates may obtain their result slips from their respective schools from &lt;strong&gt;2.30 pm&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;2 March 2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private candidates will be able to obtain their results through the &lt;a href="http://www.seab.gov.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;Singapore Examinations and Assessment Board’s website&lt;/a&gt; after 2.30 pm on 2 March 2007. They will also be notified of their results by post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my WTF reaction on the face at work. Hahahaha luckily my table faces the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word: DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-7258882201517801515?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7258882201517801515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=7258882201517801515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7258882201517801515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/7258882201517801515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/02/26th-feb-2007-3.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6054638023137969228</id><published>2007-02-22T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:08:29.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grown too much attached to the forum I go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because of work, I have nothing to do so I go to the forums and chat with the others, mainly people from the other side of the world who I have never ever met before, and most probably will never meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I fell out with a petty a**wipe male member. He used to be those kind when I go on msn he will go "OMG IT'S SHUF" and he will type faster than I can read &gt;.&gt; Frankly I don't really like him but since he's nice to me I'm like... oh well. But after he became unhappy over something I posted he's like *(&amp;amp;!@)*#_! and turned his back on me. Like I care la, but then this makes me think of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting friends online is really unreliable. Because they can always hide behind a mask, pretend they are really nice but actually, he/she is just an a**hole. That's why I never really dared to bare it all out to anyone I have never met before asides online. Taking example of my case, one day he is oh-so-nice to me, today he's going OMGWTFBBQ on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Online friendships are so vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6054638023137969228?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6054638023137969228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6054638023137969228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6054638023137969228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6054638023137969228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-bad-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3491567127117440500</id><published>2007-02-13T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T15:18:51.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been blogging more because of... ironically, work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(YES I'M AT WORK AGAIN MUAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, working time = Slacking time when there's no work for me to do = Blog. Normally I blog when I have absolutely nothing else to do. Even toilet breaks. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I just found my previous post being quite funny, after reading it for the first time just now after I posted it. It wasn't meant to be funny &gt;.&gt; At least, I didn't carry the mood of wanting to amuse people with my posts when I was blogging that post that day. Hahahaha after some more years, I will become the master of sarcasm LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thick-skinned*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind-of blabbering nonsense now. Because I need to think of more things to type to spend more time so that in no time I can go home. Today since morning, no one passed me anything to do. Thanks to my superb acting xD I was supposed to be rushing out some stuffs for my colleagues. I finished it yesterday. My supervisor didn't know, so maybe she thought that I'm still busy. So she didn't disturb me, and I acted busy as well. Muahahahaha. I'm so glad I'm wasting my time here but I'm lazy to ask for work &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to this year's CNY. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, last Saturday went to Zt's house to bake cookies. Not bad leh! hahahaha. Gave many people to try our cookies and they all said it's nice YAY. Asides Zt reminding me TO ADD EGG INSIDE THE DOUGH TO BAKE, she didn't do anything xD Luckily Smelly decided to come and stink up Zt's house and she helped hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the weekends after the cny week. Because we are making sushi &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3491567127117440500?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3491567127117440500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3491567127117440500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3491567127117440500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3491567127117440500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-been-blogging-more-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-3186320822206682246</id><published>2007-02-06T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:03:52.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people just cannot earn themselves sympathy when they wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now at work and was browsing through friendster just now (yes i'm THIS bored). And you know friendster has this blog function where people can... blog. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking through and saw this all-time-favourite joker of ZHSS NPCC squad. Code name: The Ant. Alarm: Hor! hor! hor! hor! Zt and Smelly should know who I'm talking about. Maybe some other people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no it's not his/her photos this time (the joker actually now takes decent photos for a change, but still some emo and act-cute essence in some). It's one of the posts. Goes all pitiful and angry and emo and whatever shit, the joker wants everyone to accept him/her. All because of one petty... incident. I shook my head throughout the entire post while reading it. He/She feels discriminated and feels everyone treats him/her badly and a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then, I will try to treat you better, seeing how badly the joker's been treated. Like us always talking behind his/her back. HAHAHA. But as I scroll upwards, I begin to take notice of the blog address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says, "retarrrrdddeeddd-fooolll.friendster.blahblahblah..." or something like that. In those ever-yicky sticky fonts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want people to change their opinions about you, please initiate the change yourself. If you have already labelled yourself as "retarded fool", you can't blame others viewing you as a retard too. C'mon, we are treating you like what you want people to know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I admit I'm long prejudiced about the joker, but wtf at the blog title lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That post was pretty long ago. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some random blabbering before I knock off from work in 20 minutes' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-3186320822206682246?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3186320822206682246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=3186320822206682246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3186320822206682246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/3186320822206682246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-people-just-cannot-earn-themselves.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6119058851068359219</id><published>2007-02-03T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:43:33.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA. My tagboard has been really lively these few days. I feel loved at the same time too &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about &lt;strong&gt;death &lt;/strong&gt;recently. No no don't get it wrong. I'm not an emo shit or suicidal person HAHA. It's just that maybe as you grow older, you tend to think about more things you had never cared about in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can call me overly sensitive, but recently whenever I read about those people who suddenly died without any warning or symptoms like those perfectly healthy people sleeping to their deaths or just got involved in accidents, leaving others totally shocked and unaware, it's not the people who died suffer.. it's the people who got left behind. I totally &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; for them even though we are total strangers. I never did when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, death is not the scariest thing. Awaiting for it&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Growing old is something I'm definitely not looking forward to &gt;_&gt; So now, I'm just really, really appreciating the life I'm having right now as a teenager, as a young adult. Youth is short. Hahaha. So sometimes I kinda regret that I have no courage to do something extraordinary, whilst I'm still young. I don't want to be normal and ordinary, but gosh it's really hard&lt;em&gt; not&lt;/em&gt; to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing as it seems, I keep thinking about how I would handle the days without my family by my side. Well, we all grow old and would go our separate ways, &lt;em&gt;maybe &lt;/em&gt;I would get married and leave this beloved home and my brothers will sure have their own wives too, their own family. Mum and Dad will be left here with us coming back only on weekends... I will sure miss them to such an extent it's hard to describe. Mushy but true. Really. I feel... sad. I don't want to grow up. I don't want to enter the adult world, I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to be an adult. I'm really bad at adapting to changes. I love my family as in how it is now, I can't imagine how my life would be without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I typed, I imagined it, this actually got me depressed... And damn. I just felt a tear rolling down my left cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6119058851068359219?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6119058851068359219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6119058851068359219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6119058851068359219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6119058851068359219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1450759725082110559</id><published>2007-01-15T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T16:30:08.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone is falling sick in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it's my supervisor(who haven't came since last thursday), then the secretary, and then my other superior(the kan cheong guy) just went home about half an hour ago because he caught the virus as well &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not supposed to be here too because i'm having the flu as well but well &gt;_&gt; i'm unlike my colleagues, if I don't come, there will be no money. My colleagues, at least, have those paid leave. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will transmit the virus la. Because I caught it from other people &gt;_&gt; in the office. And mine is considered minor for just having a blocked nose haahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says working in the office is the safest? Office workers are the ones who are most exposed to diseases because of their enclosed and air-conditioned environment. Germs spread fast and easy in cold temperatures, everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T i need to TASTE food. They are all tasteless and bland now thanks to my block nose for three days ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shufen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1450759725082110559?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1450759725082110559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1450759725082110559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1450759725082110559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1450759725082110559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/01/everyone-is-falling-sick-in-my-office.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-664517739589023650</id><published>2007-01-08T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:29:42.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah damn, I don't know whether all my colleagues going to their own meetings is a good thing or not XD The whole department is gone today for their annual department meeting. So being a small temp worker, I am only required to stay in the office and do my own work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... the problem is, I have no more work to do. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, without my supervisor, who is in the meeting too, I will have NOTHING to do. I'm so bored I came here to blog XD Despite the fact that I could get caught by the other department's boss(temp staffs are not supposed to have internet access), I wouldn't care anymore XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I think I'm quite a cheapskate XDD After the bus fares rose tremendously because we no longer are under concession(T_T), I feel like I need to use every bit of cents I have spent to travel to and fro my office. So, nowadays I don't even drink milo at home. XD I drink from the dispenser here because it's unlimited and free for all UOB staff XD I charge my handphone and mp3 here XP and yeah, when i'm bored, I print stuffs here too. Like fanfics, online books... I used quite a lot of resources here XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but you know it costs me around $3.50 everyday for bus fares. HAHAHA. Smart right. But sometimes I do feel ashamed for being so cheapskate but it's okay. I think Zhen Ting knows it best about my cheapskate-ness. (remember the swopping of price tags? XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad they don't have free lunch. HAHA. But there's indeed a LOT of food in the fridge... But I'm still not that desperate to save my money yet XD I still can afford my lunch. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is so weird &gt;_&gt; Last week was so busy, today I'm totally slack and nothing for me to do T_T Easy money, but I feel like I'm wasting my time here. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm beginning to blog rubbish. Hahaha. Shall stop here for now. I wish my supervisor will come back faster to give me work to do &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(At work?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-664517739589023650?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/664517739589023650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=664517739589023650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/664517739589023650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/664517739589023650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/01/ah-damn-i-dont-know-whether-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-6910752185015530872</id><published>2007-01-01T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:46:31.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that 2007 will be a much better year than 2006 : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly because 2006 hasn't been a really great year. I broke my knee cap and got injured, got so damn pretty stressed up by math and physics, overall life was quite a bore last year. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does have some really great moments =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more bus concessions ='( i'm really sad. because I need to take the bus and mrt everyday to work, and approximately, it will cost around $90+ each month on public transport alone. Compared to $30.  ='( &lt;em&gt;The price of growing up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still shivering and scared about receiving the results whenever I think about it. Everytime I think about it I don't think about going to university but thinking of which way I would go if I don't have the capabililty to enter university -_- This is bad. I can't help thinking negative things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm happy about 2006 is that I fulfilled my 2006 New Year Resolution - to kearn at least one foreign language. I finally got to learn jap at the end of last year XD hopefully by this year, I can be at least a lil more fluent in this language xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I don't like growing up. As I get older and become 18, I feel I have more responsibilities weighing down my shoulders. I don't like spending my time working in an office everyday, doing the same thing, being so routine... I realised the fact that when we are schooling, life is actually more exciting. Depending on your job nature, most jobs actually locked you away from excitement for the rest of your life... We are so busy earning money and working that we forgot there is more meaning to life than money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully, there will be more adventure and excitement in this upcoming year =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(OMG I HAVE A NEW PHONE &lt;3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-6910752185015530872?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6910752185015530872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=6910752185015530872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6910752185015530872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/6910752185015530872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-hope-that-2007-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-1437090329538016848</id><published>2006-12-30T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:52:02.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A big thank you to everyone who sent their wishes via SMS and other means ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, I loveee all the gifts =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though turning 18 is old already ='( , but it's okay. I'm still younger than most of you! Muahahahaa XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-1437090329538016848?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1437090329538016848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=1437090329538016848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1437090329538016848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/1437090329538016848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/12/big-thank-you-to-everyone-who-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116714363726786946</id><published>2006-12-26T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:33:57.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Tis the season to be jolly *jingle jingle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Boxing Day. Which is also the BIG shopping day. Post Christmas Sales are the best, where you can buy everything at the cheapest rate all year round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I have to spend the time in the office working T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Pz, Rachel, Gen and I were out to celebrate christmas eating "christmas lunch" at Pizza Hut. Then they decided to celebrate my birthday also that day because I wasn't going to be free on the birthday itself because i reserved the day for zt, xinxin and maybe smelly &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they decided to bring me to the cake shop Sweet Secrets(I think) at Plaza Singapura and ordered me this chocolate banana cake for me. Hahaha one slice only and we four share together XD Then this group of Boys Brigade guys started to stand behind our table and whispered within themselves. I wasn't aware, but Pz said they kept sneaking glances at us and were discussing something like, "Ay want to ask them?", "AIYA JUST ASK LA" and got prtty frustrated with each other. Just when we are going off after eating finish our cake, this indian guy wearing the BB shirt approached our table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, I'm from Boys Brigade and we are doing this..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I was about to say NO. because I thought he's going to do something for charity and seriously I have no money already. I was going to wave him off then i heard this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... challenge to collect&lt;strong&gt; 3 kisses from stranger girls&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how big a shark's jaws would open when it is approaching its prey. My mouth dropped open exactly like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gen and Pz's eyes went O.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's reaction made me laugh out after I recovered from my lil shock. She went HUH?!??!? and her mouth dropped bigger than mine, and her eyes look like they will pop out any moment (okay i'm exaggerating XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Rachel's reaction put off some of the already-embarrassed Boys Brigade guys standing behind the Indian boy. They were like, "woah go la go la, so pai seh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still amused when the Indian boy kept probing, but onviously he was getting more embarrassed with every second he's standing beside our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"urm, we already collected 2 kisses from others, so we need just ONE more... then we can go back to our school." His tone was pleading + an obvious embarrassed tone. I was like thinking, ay should I help him or not, because he looks really... anxious. The group of boys behind him was like pretty anxious as well waiting for our answer. Then Rachel has to blurt out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEY! SHUFEN YOU ARE THE BIRTHDAY GIRL RIGHT? THEN YOU SHOULD HELP THEM!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD typical of Rachel for spoiling everything. Of course, her comment erupted a fierce argument of who should be the one doing the impossible task. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the desperate Indian guy in the end ended up promoting his "handsome" friend saying how good looking they are and it wouldn't be a loss if we gave away our kiss. In the end, he was like saying, "okay okay kiss on hand also never mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when we were at a loss deciding, the always calm and collected Pz said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, sorry we wouldn't do it." And smiled at them. The Indian boy was like, "Noooo...?" though sad but he smiled back. Funny enough, I noticed we all heaved a sigh of relief, Gen, Rachel, me and the rest of the Boys Brigade. Hahahaha quite funny leh XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left, Pz said that we shouldn't believe them so easily. What if their "challenge" was a lie and we were made fools? Trust Pz being so analytical. Hahaha. But honestly, I think the boys were genuinely asking because of their interesting facial expressions throughout the whole conversations. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I was so amused by this incident, I decided to blog about it. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many interesting things happened during sunday when zt, xinxin and I went shopping at Bugis Street, But too lazy to blog about it la. Details at ZT's blog. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(quite a long entry eh?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116714363726786946?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116714363726786946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116714363726786946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116714363726786946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116714363726786946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-season-to-be-jolly-jingle-jingle.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116651108330036256</id><published>2006-12-19T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T14:52:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If not for my colleague's kindness and generosity of donating her internet connection to me, I think I can just rot and get wrinkled, and eventually die in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;br /&gt;(YES I'M AT WORK NOW ='( )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116651108330036256?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116651108330036256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116651108330036256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116651108330036256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116651108330036256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-not-for-my-colleagues-kindness-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116506652396911999</id><published>2006-12-02T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T21:35:23.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY XINYU! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats on joining the OLD gang. Nahahaha &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, I can "suan" you because I'm still 17 though i know I will be old soon ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya like your presents! But if you don't like you only have yourself to blame because it's you who chose the presents yourself LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. Some funny stuffs to see. Those "clever" math questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.richardpettinger.com/economics/funny_exam_answers/funny_answers_school_tests"&gt;http://www.richardpettinger.com/economics/funny_exam_answers/funny_answers_school_tests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of Zhen Ting's brother during O levels haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, to those curious about what happened between Averil(that superstar girl) and Steven Lim, here's the link to Steven Lim's video about him being wrongly accused:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=MOUQfE_PbIA"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=MOUQfE_PbIA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask for my opinions, I think I believe Steven Lim more because of all criticisms he had ever received from Day One, this is the first time he really became so agitated. lol. Seems pretty real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, who cares about Project Superstar? I'm not even watching anymore. I'm just curious about this incident because it involves Steven Lim haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Singapore has so many star-searching contests they are killing off the enthusiasm about them themselves. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116506652396911999?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116506652396911999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116506652396911999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116506652396911999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116506652396911999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-18th-birthday-xinyu-d-congrats.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116480860107565096</id><published>2006-11-29T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:56:41.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually I have no intentions to update my blog today, but after reading zhen ting's blog entry, it triggered me to do some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after this tiring day of work, I received this pleasant little surprise. IT'S A SMELLY LETTER! Hahahaha. I was almost shocked to receive a letter from Smelly when she's in Africa now. I wanna know when she mailed it XD So that we can approximate how long it takes for a letter to come to Singapore from Africa XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And aye Smelly, I will keep the envelope. This is the first time I received a letter from Africa hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I still don't understand why you wish me Merry Christmas, Happy birthday and happy new year when you will already be back on the 15th Dec or somewhere near there lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay about my job. It's the slackiest job ever! LOL. Basically maybe because this week is the transition period where the person i'm going to replace are supposed to teach me all the bank admin stuffs. WOAH I HAVE NEVER SEEN SUCH COMPLICATED SYSTEMS AND FILES BEFORE. Hahaha so since i don't have bnking background, that guy says it's normal for a temporary worker to get confused la. So I just memorise everything what I need to do without understanding them hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me on how I tackle Physics. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the UOB building I work is the main one, apparently the data we receive are highly confidential. So naturally, all the important and confidential jobs are left to the permanant higher-up workers. AND SO, being a "kaki" and inexperienced AND temporary, without any request to do something from my supervisor, i have REALLY NOTHING TO DO. Sigh. Though everyone was like, "woah you so lucky to get such a slack job", but trust me it's worse than being dumped with a lot of work. Because there is only intranet and no access to internet at all, so when I have no work to do, I just basically stare at the computer screen and fall asleep also. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, if you say, aiya just play some games or read magazines, nope they are NOT allowed at all. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, this job is kind of slack. Sigh. Most of the time, I was just sitting there and staring at the clock and count how many hours have passed by just sitting there. -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to survive this six months T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shufen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116480860107565096?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116480860107565096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116480860107565096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116480860107565096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116480860107565096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/11/actually-i-have-no-intentions-to_29.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116444990216933466</id><published>2006-11-25T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T18:18:22.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-_______- SO TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going out EVERYDAY for the past week. Some days, I do it unwillingly hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a job yay. Starts work from next week monday. From next week, i'm not going to be so free and sit in front of the computer and stare at nothing to waste time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job in UOB, as a bank assistant. Good thing is unlike my previous job as a sales promoter, I get to sit down and get my work done. Yeah as you would have guessed, it's an admin job. Believe me, standing up the WHOLE day isn't a pleasant thing from what I have experienced last year -.- I remembered I had such a hard time I nearly wanted to quit on the first day of my work XD and of course, my friend and I managed to get the days by because we have each other for company and we shared the sufferings together lol. This time round, I'm working alone &gt;_&gt; i don't know how it will turn out for the first day, but definitely I hope it will be fine *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this job will take my weekdays up. Monday to Friday, 9am to 6.30pm. It looks like schooling all over again XD like i'm entering a new school. because this time round, i have no friends to stick to in my job... my main worry is whether my colleagues would be nice or not to survive in this job XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with the weekdays all taken up, saturday i have my japanese classes, sunday my piano lessons... at least i have things to occupy me everyday la. maybe it's a good thing rather than just rotting at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still worried about her job on monday*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116444990216933466?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116444990216933466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116444990216933466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116444990216933466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116444990216933466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116403325749083618</id><published>2006-11-20T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:34:17.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN IT STOP TREATING ME LIKE DIRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of emo shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116403325749083618?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116403325749083618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116403325749083618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116403325749083618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116403325749083618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/11/damn-it-stop-treating-me-like-dirt-end.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116360665646411763</id><published>2006-11-16T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:05:20.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT'S OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything goes well, I will have a seven months' break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, three months. (which I hope this would not happen *prays hard*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Cambridge. No more papers from ya, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye NYJC. 2 years sure fly by. I can't believe today is the last ever day I would wear my school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are still taking 'A's, you are near the finishing line! :) Good luck =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116360665646411763?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116360665646411763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116360665646411763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116360665646411763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116360665646411763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116254790437367908</id><published>2006-11-03T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:04:29.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda worried about my Paper 1 and summary. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more papers next week, SIX more papers the following week... 15th is the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED 18TH BIRTHDAY SMELLY!&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry i wasn't able to post on the day itself. But i did send you a msg didn't I? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will learn to become less smelly. Nahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116254790437367908?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116254790437367908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116254790437367908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116254790437367908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116254790437367908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-down.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116187699392633791</id><published>2006-10-26T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:04:41.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sees clock ticking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*turns away, not motivated to study*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say, I'm getting tired of studying. Everyday I wake up, I feel tired and... "depressed". Because the agenda for the day is predictable - Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Death Note on Monday. XD I simple cannot study EVERYDAY earnestly. Or else, i may feel so stressed I might collapse and die. lol. The movie was well, just alright for me. Nope, not to the extent of disappointed. Just that I feel some parts are pretty slow, I nearly fell asleep. But the way they changed the original storyline is pretty fresh. So in the end, I wasn't that bored at all. XD I was expecting the exact storyline but nope. However I still prefer the comic story hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who dislike L, I don't care. I still find him adorable. Hahaha(My friend, Gen, thinks that he's disgusting because of his high sugar intake =P) &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No prizes for guessing what's the hottest song in my mp3 playlist. It's none other than the movie theme song, &lt;strong&gt;Dani California&lt;/strong&gt; by Red Hot Chili Peppers. I'm still amused at how they spelled "Chili" instead of "Chilli" lol. And oh, not forgetting to mention Death Note anime's OP too, Nightmare's &lt;strong&gt;The World&lt;/strong&gt;. The ED is more boring but yeah still I like it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the second movie! Death Note: The Last Name will be exciting. Because all the climaxes and the main story comes into place. Yay. It will be released in late dec, when &lt;strong&gt;A LEVELS ARE OVER AND GONE.&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;____&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to reality, Shuf is going to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116187699392633791?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116187699392633791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116187699392633791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116187699392633791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116187699392633791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/10/sees-clock-ticking-turns-away-not.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36214301.post-116118355093938150</id><published>2006-10-18T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:04:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't resist the temptation to change a new blogskin. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason why i change my blog address again, is because my previous blog add is cheesy. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;___&gt; as you can see, i'm pretty mad about death note all over again. took me 2 1/2 hours to make it -_________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to study. later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36214301-116118355093938150?l=solesupremacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/feeds/116118355093938150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36214301&amp;postID=116118355093938150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116118355093938150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36214301/posts/default/116118355093938150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solesupremacy.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahahaha-couldnt-resist-temptation-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shusquare</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
