<?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-3279284152466700381</id><updated>2011-12-11T22:01:40.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Second Beginning.</title><subtitle type='html'>Just picking up from where i left off.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6014331691012869205</id><published>2011-12-11T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:01:40.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey There~</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, i'm back! For the time being that is. Someone SINCERELY requested that i update my blog~ So i will do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been great so far~ My results for this year's finals were somewhat satisfying, though my mom didn't completely agree. I guess i can see where she's coming from, since i wasn't that happy with my physics getting a 49 either, but hey, 13 chapters of formulae and calculations? can't expect me to handle all that do you? okay, maybe you do, but that's not the point. Point is, studying is tough work and, oh who am i kidding. I didn't study much alright? =(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the fact that i did moderately well for my finals, here's another reason. I got myself a girlfriend! Surprise surprise~ She's probably reading this for a reason she knows what, so i should watch my words, but if course i'll be completely honest. Ever since i met her, things have been way more cheery, though there may have been some cloudy moments, but those are in the past, and i learnt to be more understanding and forgiving. I feel more joyful knowing that someone in this world other than my relatives cares for me so much. She makes me feel useful, and important to a certain extent, that i just can't leave her side. My love for her grows deeper with each passing day, and i pray that it goes on for the rest of my life. We do argue from time to time, over small details, but in the end, i can't stay angry at her, and i hope she feels the same. My dear, you know i love you with all that i have right? &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's nearly New Years, and i have so many things left undone. I wonder when i'll ever find the mood or motivation to do them, and more than half of them are really important. Guess i really haven't changed much eh? With every new year brings new hope right? Or i think that's how it works...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this edition of The Untouched Blog! Thanks for reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6014331691012869205?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6014331691012869205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6014331691012869205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6014331691012869205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6014331691012869205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/12/hey-there.html' title='Hey There~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-4974657723076038245</id><published>2011-07-15T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T11:40:57.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long while~</title><content type='html'>Hello again, my exams just finished, but i'm still not relaxed. There's homework undone, and results awaiting. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to have some fun at college though, you can say that i'm starting to get used to it . There's a teacher's meeting today, so classes from 12-5 were cancelled! :D There was a MUET class in the morning though, but i skipped. Naughty boy, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our class has split into two now. So me and Jason are partially separated. I say partially because we still meet each other during some lecture classes. I'm still doing good cuz i've made some new friends, but i didn't forget my old ones either! We're going to meet up again to chat this Sunday~ I seriously CAN'T wait! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-4974657723076038245?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/4974657723076038245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=4974657723076038245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4974657723076038245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4974657723076038245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-long-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a long while~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7991459042471459201</id><published>2011-06-23T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:00:19.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK!</title><content type='html'>From holidays of course~ it's been over a week actually... i completely forgot about the existence of this blog. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, studies resumed and things are going pretty well. not much of stress (well, i don't feel any to be precise) and i game whenever i get home. So yeah, things are pretty sweet for now. Also, i went to McD with the entire class today! We crowded a quarter of the vicinity, which was awesome too~ XD So far i'm getting along with my classmates with thanks to Jason and his big ass balls. He's been a big help to me, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First term exams are coming, early July to be exact. Not worrying too much for now, but i'll start studying a week before exams. That's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Be back with more soon! (if i remember...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7991459042471459201?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7991459042471459201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7991459042471459201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7991459042471459201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7991459042471459201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/06/back.html' title='BACK!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1394123185943264763</id><published>2011-06-05T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:46:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays begin and gaming addiction follows~</title><content type='html'>Yup yup! that's why i've been so inactive. I sometimes get so into games that i forget about everything else! I've been doing nothing but gaming and working ever since the two week holiday started. Except for yesterday of course, went out with my friends the whole day. It was awesome cuz i finally get to socialize a bit. XD Yeah my life hasn't really improved much so it still isn't interesting, i'm just looking for random things to post~ Okay i ran out of things to talk about so, ciaoz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1394123185943264763?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1394123185943264763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1394123185943264763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1394123185943264763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1394123185943264763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/06/holidays-begin-and-gaming-addiction.html' title='Holidays begin and gaming addiction follows~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1446030328939039047</id><published>2011-05-14T14:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:59:33.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lifeless without friends~</title><content type='html'>First week of college just ended~ Getting our textbooks on Monday. Odd isn't it? not having any books during the first week. Wasn't too bad though. All the teachers were very nice except the physics teacher. It was my favourite subject too... =/ He was the only teacher that rejected me hanging my headphones on my neck while in class. It's not like i'm using it or anything, so i just don't get his way of thinking. Then to make things worse, he has this habit of repeating, and when i say repeat, i mean saying the same word over and over again for no particular reason. Like when some of us didn't buy notebooks when he told us to, he goes all 'you must learn to follow instructions, follow and follow and follow, then when i ask you to do something, you must obey, not just obey, you must humbly obey.' This guy nags worse than my mom. =.= The other teachers were fun though. very open minded and chat-able~ Though i'm still trying to get used to all this traveling and arriving home late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, even though TARC has a 90% Chinese population, i can't seem to make friends. OR maybe because it's just the first week, so i'll keep trying. I feel so lonely in situations where i lack friends. If this keeps up, i'm going into a nervous breakdown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I still meet up with some old school friends so i'm still hanging in there. Just met E Wei yesterday afternoon, and then Prinny, Yuen Fah and Kei Xiong in the evening. I always have fun when i'm with friends, no matter what we're doing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big sorry to Adrian Netto though, because i just came back from work and kinda feel like doing nothing at home, so i didn't go out with him. Please forgive me! ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1446030328939039047?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1446030328939039047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1446030328939039047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1446030328939039047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1446030328939039047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-lifeless-without-friends.html' title='I&apos;m lifeless without friends~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6714587241321113526</id><published>2011-05-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T22:06:24.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted...</title><content type='html'>College orientation is tiring! Went back home late in the evening for the past few days... Though it's with Jason so it's not all that boring, and i have my mp3 with me~ We just gotten our timetables today, and guess what? We get the privilege of waking up at 5.30 in the morning on Mondays! Just to be on time for MUET class at 8am... Furthermore, we get to go back earliest at 3pm, latest at 5pm. DRAG! DRAG I SAY! I don't know how the seniors can say they enjoy college life. Well, i'll just have to live through it to find out. I want my moral support! D: On the bright side, i made a new friend~ i think... and canteen food is CHEAP at TARC. AND, almost every room is air conditioned! AND AND AND! the cyber center is AWESOME!!! Oh, forgot to mention that i joined the choir club. Just giving it a try, since the other two clubs i wanted to join were, one, non-existent, and two, costly. Alrighty, that's it for now. Ja-ne~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6714587241321113526?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6714587241321113526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6714587241321113526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6714587241321113526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6714587241321113526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/05/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted...'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8036779685570687469</id><published>2011-05-01T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T17:02:01.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New tears, new passion</title><content type='html'>Recently, i've started watching some new anime introduced by E Wei. Thanks to him, i was entertained throughout the last few weeks of my long holiday! I've finished watching Hyakko, which is an anime revolving around school life and friendship. Lots of humour too, liked it alot. After that was Clannad, this anime brought tears to my eyes many times, just like Kanon. It taught me about the things to appreciate in life, a very touching anime at its best, with comedy as extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is, Sunday. 2 more days. The mass call and orientation is on Tuesday. It has finally come, i can't wait for it to begin! So many new things await! Wishing things will go smoothly until then. To those that are also going to TAR college, hope to see you soon! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8036779685570687469?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8036779685570687469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8036779685570687469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8036779685570687469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8036779685570687469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-tears-new-passion.html' title='New tears, new passion'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-4089395534509874282</id><published>2011-04-22T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:07:40.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdomless lower jaw</title><content type='html'>Finally had my lower left wisdom tooth removed today. One last checkup on wednesday and i won't be going back to UM Hospital for a long while, i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as painful or as time consuming as the lower right one i had removed last time. Considering that the doctor said that this one was further away from the nerve and would hurt less, glad it wasn't a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty plain and boring. It had better improve when college starts! Though i'm getting all enthusiastic thinking about the clubs and societies i could join~ We'll see soon enough. 3rd of May, 10 days left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-4089395534509874282?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/4089395534509874282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=4089395534509874282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4089395534509874282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4089395534509874282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/04/wisdomless-lower-jaw.html' title='Wisdomless lower jaw'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-2942012429387508494</id><published>2011-04-20T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:52:28.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's already Wednesday?</title><content type='html'>Well i recovered from my illness a few days back, which is good, but there's still some left over phlegm, which is not so good. Working tomorrow, wisdom tooth extraction the day after, life's a drag sometimes. But hey, no one's life is perfect, so i'll just take things as they come. Time is ever so merciless, never stopping for anyone. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Nothing interesting recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-2942012429387508494?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/2942012429387508494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=2942012429387508494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2942012429387508494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2942012429387508494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-already-wednesday.html' title='It&apos;s already Wednesday?'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8262904683384672786</id><published>2011-04-10T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T12:22:44.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Inevitable.</title><content type='html'>Falling sick of course! One of the worst things in life. It starts of with flu, and the next thing ya'know, you're dead! Okay, maybe i was exaggerating, but it sucks being sick. Flu, Phlegm, Sore Throat. Absolutely Awesome. Even so, i'm still refraining from visiting the doc, just because i'm too lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kayu Original with mom and granny for roti canai this morning, then shopping at Giant after that. It's unbelievable that i didn't pick up any snacks at all this time, but with me being stuffed and ill, it contributes towards my hatefulness for snacks after that. How can you expect me to pick out food when i'm already stuffed with it? Being sick ruins my appetite even further. X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out for a durian spree later. It's supposed to be dinner, or so my mom says. Mad, MAD i say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason still hasn't gotten his offer letter from TARC. It's already a week. Pity the guy, really. Well, i heard that Demi and Joey are going to TARC too! More friends~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8262904683384672786?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8262904683384672786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8262904683384672786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8262904683384672786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8262904683384672786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/04/inevitable.html' title='The Inevitable.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8730734361811750389</id><published>2011-04-05T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:11:10.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Registered~</title><content type='html'>G'morning~ Paid for the registration fees for TARC today. Pretty happy right now. :D What would make me happier is to hear that Jason applied already. Haven't heard from him for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there's not much happening, except for this month's paycheck, but no biggy. Though i'm loving Jodelle more and more! It's fan love, not pedo love, alright Bal? watched some interviews with Jodelle on Youtube yesterday. Pretty much took all of my free time, but it was worth it. That oh so devilish yet beautiful face just fills my heart with &amp;lt;3 I WANT TO MEET HER SO BADLY! * fanboy rage ends*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WelcomeToSilentHill.com XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8730734361811750389?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8730734361811750389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8730734361811750389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8730734361811750389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8730734361811750389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/04/registered.html' title='Registered~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7122321027869020999</id><published>2011-04-02T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:40:16.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Offer letter received!</title><content type='html'>I got the offer letter from TARC! wohoo! registering A.S.A.P. Jason had better go apply today. He promised! &amp;gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all this is going to burn a hole in my mom's pocket, but we'll figure something out eventually. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i dreamt of meeting Jodelle in person last night! Dreamy~ :D I just hope it is one of those dreams that actually happen in real life. Well, i can always hope. Maybe i'll fly to Hollywood someday. No, i will! NO! who am i kidding, i can't afford it. Bah! Getting my studies over with and also a decent job after that is more important! Who cares about a movie star and stuff.... *sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7122321027869020999?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7122321027869020999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7122321027869020999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7122321027869020999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7122321027869020999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/04/offer-letter-received.html' title='Offer letter received!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3938629371997713114</id><published>2011-03-29T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:24:36.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonalds and LoL. Lots of it.</title><content type='html'>There's this promotion at McDonalds that's going to end at 31st of March. I didn't know about it until my aunt and cousin told me about it like, 3 days ago. You just have to print out the coupon, present it, and buy 5 bucks worth of anything at McD to get 2 free big breakfast sets. Drinks not included. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guessed it, my mom and i went there for breakfast this morning. AND, we're going again tomorrow morning. How nutty is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LoL a.k.a League of Legends. Another game that got me hooked, for now. It's pretty much like DOTA though, just that it's almost every bit better than it! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah that's pretty much it. Oh! Mom's birthday's coming up. 31st of March. Lets see if i can do anything nice for her. But the fact that her birthday lands on a working day, and it's not a good excuse to skip work, means that we won't be celebrating, much, if not at all. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3938629371997713114?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3938629371997713114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3938629371997713114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3938629371997713114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3938629371997713114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/03/mcdonalds-and-lol-lots-of-it.html' title='McDonalds and LoL. Lots of it.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1418427069493928827</id><published>2011-03-27T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T10:53:31.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Things</title><content type='html'>I really got to get a haircut soon. My hair looks a little bit more like a coconut everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can't bite with my teeth on the right side. Sensitive gums suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate with my aunt last night. Ate with my aunt this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloading League of Legends. 5 hours left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new Facebook profile picture. Thanks to Hafiz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1418427069493928827?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1418427069493928827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1418427069493928827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1418427069493928827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1418427069493928827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-things.html' title='Random Things'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8446564511387518361</id><published>2011-03-25T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T20:45:09.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Applied</title><content type='html'>Yeah so, i applied for TARC's STPM. But the whole journey was sort of crappy. 23 whole stations before my mom and i reached our destination. It's a boring 45 minute train ride. Then we had to walk there too! No, it wasn't far, but the road leading to TARC was worn out, and the stalls and whatever the rest were, were old and, well, they smelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached the college though, it wasn't so bad. Maybe it was our timing, but when we arrived at TARC, it seemed pretty secluded. Though look on the bright side, no uniforms, no hairstyle control, wonderful facilities and a variety of choices of clubs and societies. Being there is nice, but GOING there though, is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filling in the forms, we headed back. Weird thing is, the journey back was faster, which is a good thing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Putera for dance practice with some friends after that. It was fun as usual, but nothing special worth mentioning. Audition on 6th of April. Go us! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8446564511387518361?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8446564511387518361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8446564511387518361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8446564511387518361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8446564511387518361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/03/applied.html' title='Applied'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8659371909319288554</id><published>2011-03-24T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:18:31.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting TARC tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>Finally pulling myself towards a better future. I've decided to go for STPM, and will be going to TAR College with my mom tomorrow to apply, and hopefully get a scholarship or loan. It's my first time being so initiative about my education. A pretty good start i would say, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and some friends are considering on going to TARC too! That means more company! :D The more the merrier! Lets all go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tarc.edu.my/"&gt;http://www.tarc.edu.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8659371909319288554?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8659371909319288554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8659371909319288554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8659371909319288554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8659371909319288554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/03/visiting-tarc-tomorrow.html' title='Visiting TARC tomorrow.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5173515392018400747</id><published>2011-03-24T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:04:48.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog makeover</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, the blog's remade, like i said it would. I've redone the links so as to remove the deleted blogs. Will miss them though. ;( I did add a few new links, and i'm still considering whether or not to add in links to Jodelle Ferland. My first favourite actress!!! &amp;lt;3 Just so you know, she acted in Case 39 and Silent Hill. I'm loving all these horror movies haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to her official fansite. Check her out kay?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.jodelle-ferland.net/"&gt;http://www.jodelle-ferland.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, what else... That's it for now. Maybe i'll post again after i come back from work today. Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Jodelle &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5173515392018400747?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5173515392018400747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5173515392018400747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5173515392018400747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5173515392018400747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-makeover.html' title='Blog makeover'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6843089656026905623</id><published>2011-03-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:55:36.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today marks the second beginning.</title><content type='html'>Alright, this thing finally starts. Iqbal pulled me into this riddle thing that took the rest of my day away. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, SPM results are out, i got mine, and i've decided to start blogging again. It's to keep track of my life so that i would have something to remember for me. Usually just short tales from now on, though i guess it will really depend on whether the day was eventful or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, almost everyone was pretty anxious about their results, and Nicole was particularly crazy about it. After getting our individual results, it's just walking around the school compound with all the congratulatory words floating in the air. Though, it's still a first for me, so no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Tat Chee and E Wei decided that we (me, Tat Chee, E Wei, Jason, Hafiz, Taufique, Deepak, Iqbal, Ezrul) have lunch at Pizza Hut, which, coincidentally, was where the ex-5B students were going for their lunch. so SMKKJ students practically crowded half of Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit the cyber cafe for some games after that. OMG THEY HAD BIOSHOCK 2!!! THE LITTLE SISTERS VOICE ACTED BY JODELLE FERLAND OMG &amp;lt;3 *fanboy rage ends*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that pretty much sums up today with barely any detail. I'll work on that. Time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6843089656026905623?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6843089656026905623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6843089656026905623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6843089656026905623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6843089656026905623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-marks-second-beginning.html' title='Today marks the second beginning.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8695772137715295218</id><published>2010-02-23T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:58:53.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laying off the heavy gamin'</title><content type='html'>yeah, i'm seriously putting a halt to heavy gaming routines. now i will limit myself to only having access to facebook games and off the computer at 8.30. quite a big change for me. have to do it for the sake of good results.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i might change templates for this blog as some people say it doesn't really look nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k see ya'll real soon! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8695772137715295218?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8695772137715295218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8695772137715295218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8695772137715295218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8695772137715295218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2010/02/laying-off-heavy-gamin.html' title='Laying off the heavy gamin&apos;'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1976245884587662657</id><published>2010-02-22T19:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:50:18.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a breeze... too fast.</title><content type='html'>And so, chinese new year was over, exams are in less than 3 weeks, we're all still in the partying mood. perk up guys! no time to fool around!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's on my chinese new year events:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13th: ate dinner at my aunty's place, food was moderately delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14th: went to grandma's house for breakfast. whole family was there. had fun and good food. quite joyous until my SG grandma said she arrived in KL. busted up my mood hardcore. so, we went off at about 1.30 to go pick her up. problem was, she didn't specifically tell us which bus stop she's at, and she didn't bring her cell. we went around bukit jalil for the next 2 hours looking for her. i slept half way through. then we gave up and headed to my aunty's house for a sit, since everyone went there after that. then that grandma somehow managed to contact my mom and she went off to fetch her while i stayed at my aunty's house. went home at 5+ after that, and boy did it suck.... another adventure with good ol' talking machine...... wheee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15th: went to 1U to watch movies, the cinema was packed, so my mom waited in line to buy tickets while i sat with granny (SG grandma). met my cousin on father's side, said hi and they left. my mom took quite a while so we decided to walk around, ended up on some food joint at the center of the lanes. met my cousins the second time. had some soy bean drinks and 'oil fried ghost' LOL. thats direct cantonese translation. go figure. then my mom came. turns out the movie we were gonna watch, 72 tenants something, was sold out, so she bought tickets for tomorrow. went out during the late afternoon for dinner at some fancy restaurant... food wasn't too good but i can't complain... wait, i just did... nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16th: breakfast at Carls Jr. how nice was that? lol, my granny's rich, so ok~ that's a positive. movie, then headed to KJ Giant. shopped a bit and went for sushi at sushi king, shopped summore and went to starbucks for a sit. quite the enjoyable day i suppose. my granny managed to shut herself up in the cinema. by the way, she only did shut up in two situations. 1st, during her sleep, 2nd, in the cinema. ~.~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17th: bak kut teh for breakfast. lol! then i forgot what happened.. seriously... then my granny went to get tickets for her departure back home by bus. sadly they couldn't get the ticket for today, so we had to wait till tomorrow morning for her to leave. epic sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18th: yah, she finally left! thank you! XD then went to Ming Huey's house to bai nian. LOL Tat Chee and E Wei went too~ then went to erm, my , erm.... mom's aunty's house. yah. i think that's the relation... not sure. anyways! went to my subang relative's house! MUCH EASIER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19th: no special events... well, at least, non that i remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20th: went to watch 2 movies, small big soldier i think i was called, and Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief, at Tropicana City Mall and bought Silent Hill : Shattered Memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21st: spam gaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what i remember. i think i didn't miss anything out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fin~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1976245884587662657?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1976245884587662657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1976245884587662657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1976245884587662657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1976245884587662657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-breeze-too-fast.html' title='Just a breeze... too fast.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-4533092492426647082</id><published>2010-02-08T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:14:42.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quickie cuz i'm lazy~</title><content type='html'>HZ: hello blog! how are you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog: ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HZ: uhh... haha, sorry for not updating~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, that goes for everyone too. i've been too 'busy' lately to bother.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been working on some poems too but i'm gonna give the same excuse as above mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday's steamboat buffet party was amazingly awesome! though it was a bit more expensive than expected, IT WAS DEFINITELY WORTH EVERY PENNY! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A total of 13 people went! LIKE! WOW! with 4 people celebrating their birthdays together man~ the pics can be found at Leonard's FB. i took some with my phone too but they're ugly and i'm too lazy to plug it in the com too. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would LOVE to describe how the party went in detail but, shucks, i still have homework to do. SIGH... ok maybe just a bit. We all reached at 6.30 with Chun How waiting there with his cup of chrysentimum tea or however you spell that damn flower. then we went up to the 3rd floor to our scenic spot at the corner, with a humongous table. Everyone took their seats and started gathering food from the buffet table. they arrived on the table in plates, and soon they were in the pots, cooking themselves~ 2 pots of 'ching tang' 1 pot tom yam. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL Joey and the others ordered beer and stuff. Chun How drank till his face was like a tomato~!~! epic scene man! XD though he was still himself so no worries. then eat talk eat talk eat till 8+ cake comes in~ about half of the people on the third floor sang the birthday song with us, which was quite entertaining. 3 versions of it too! hahaha! Then continue eating and talking till about 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prinny went home, and the others including me, went to mamak. good thing you didn't go Prinny. hot + hot! since you were already sitting directly at where the flow of hot air from the pot was going during the party. sad little you. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah, lol, that's about it. summarized that is. 4 whole hours of endless fun~ it all had to pass so darn quickly. oh well. what comes must go~ and that includes me! toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg my leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-4533092492426647082?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/4533092492426647082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=4533092492426647082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4533092492426647082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4533092492426647082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2010/02/quickie-cuz-im-lazy.html' title='A quickie cuz i&apos;m lazy~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3214654227575702016</id><published>2010-01-20T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:11:58.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE WEDNESDAYS NAO!</title><content type='html'>Today marks the day where my bag is the heaviest of all, to date. my bicycle couldn't handle the weight of the bag and would tumble over even when the kickstand is down. i had to put on my bag before locking my bicycle, or else it would've tipped. i now despise the person who arranged our lesson schedule! hurrah!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this keeps up, my shoulders are gonna detach soon. not good. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLUS!, those idiots at our class during moral put my new bag on the floor and threw my math text book and graph book to the back of the class, ON THE FLOOR, NEXT TO THE TRASH BIN! LIKE WTC! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, i think photography club's changing to friday. nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, at least i had nice lunch today. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay that is all! BYEZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3214654227575702016?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3214654227575702016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3214654227575702016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3214654227575702016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3214654227575702016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-wednesdays-nao.html' title='I HATE WEDNESDAYS NAO!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-239163017062673975</id><published>2009-12-20T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:36:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar.</title><content type='html'>IS FRIGGIN AWESOME! XDXDXD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i also saw this group of 4 consisting of 3 males and a female wearing santa hats and red shirts. so cute! lets do that too on our outing. 24th of Dec! can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-239163017062673975?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/239163017062673975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=239163017062673975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/239163017062673975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/239163017062673975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html' title='Avatar.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1481887427613084452</id><published>2009-12-15T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:32:01.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tweaked my own bike + my lucky day~</title><content type='html'>As the title mentioned, i tightened my bicycle's brakes by myself! i learned how to do it the first time i sent it to the shop for tightening~ haha! good thing my mom told me to watch how the guy did it so i can fix it myself next time. :P though i'd have to send the bike in to change the brake pads once they wear out. that would be after a few more weeks. and i'm wondering on whether i could get one of those dynamo powered head lights and a speedometer installed on my bike. that would be cool~ XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next up is for MH players only,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;div class="journalentry   catch christmas_tree" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 250, 205); background-image: url(http://98.129.188.217/mousehunt/images/journal/mouse_xmastree_A9DCLZ_journal.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 335px; background-position: 8px 50%; "&gt;&lt;div class="journalbody" style="margin-left: 70px; font-size: 0.95em; "&gt;&lt;div class="journaldate" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; "&gt;8:00pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="journaltext"&gt;I checked my trap and found that I had caught a mouse! I caught &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mousehunt/adversaries.php?mid=207" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=7f601389ffdbb5787369ce0d57d95473&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;a 7 oz. Christmas Tree mouse&lt;/a&gt; from the Festive Comet worth 2,594 points and 1,207 gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mouse also dropped the following loot:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Three Santa Hats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="journalentry   catch ornament" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 250, 205); background-image: url(http://98.129.188.217/mousehunt/images/journal/mouse_ornament_QW1234_journal.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 335px; background-position: 8px 50%; "&gt;&lt;div id="app10337532241_publishButton_3" class="journalPublishForm" title="Publish to wall" fbcontext="bd497e1272c6" style="float: right; "&gt;&lt;form fbtype="feedStory" action="http://98.129.188.217/mousehunt/platform/managers/feeds/publishjournal.php" id="feed_form_4b277f8e193d42e898c04" onsubmit="return false;" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;input type="submit" class="inputsubmit publish_form_submit" id="publish" name="publish" value=" " fb_protected="true" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: medium; border-right-width: medium; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-width: medium; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: transparent; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 15px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 15px; text-align: center; background-image: url(http://98.129.188.217/mousehunt/images/buttons/addtowall_icon3.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: scroll; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; width: 21px; height: 19px; background-position: 100% 0%; "&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="journalbody" style="margin-left: 70px; font-size: 0.95em; "&gt;&lt;div class="journaldate" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; "&gt;7:51pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="journaltext"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mousehunt/hunterprofile.php?snuid=598565767" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=7f601389ffdbb5787369ce0d57d95473&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Yorkbing Yap&lt;/a&gt; sounded the Hunter's Horn.&lt;br /&gt;I was successful in my hunt! I caught &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mousehunt/adversaries.php?mid=205" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=7f601389ffdbb5787369ce0d57d95473&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;a 5 oz. Ornament mouse&lt;/a&gt; from the Festive Comet worth 896 points and 2,605 gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mouse also dropped the following loot:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Gingerbread Base Blueprints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="journalentry   catch worker" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 250, 205); background-image: url(http://98.129.188.217/mousehunt/images/journal/mouse_worker_journal_xmas.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 335px; background-position: 8px 50%; "&gt;&lt;div id="app10337532241_publishButton_4" class="journalPublishForm" title="Publish to wall" fbcontext="bd497e1272c6" style="float: right; "&gt;&lt;form fbtype="feedStory" action="http://98.129.188.217/mousehunt/platform/managers/feeds/publishjournal.php" id="feed_form_4b277f8e198d94a3f4b70" onsubmit="return false;" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;input type="submit" class="inputsubmit publish_form_submit" id="publish" name="publish" value=" " fb_protected="true" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: medium; border-right-width: medium; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-width: medium; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: transparent; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 15px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 15px; text-align: center; background-image: url(http://98.129.188.217/mousehunt/images/buttons/addtowall_icon3.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: scroll; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; width: 21px; height: 19px; background-position: 100% 0%; "&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="journalbody" style="margin-left: 70px; font-size: 0.95em; "&gt;&lt;div class="journaldate" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; "&gt;7:36pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="journaltext"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mousehunt/hunterprofile.php?snuid=573436904" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=7f601389ffdbb5787369ce0d57d95473&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Toh Ying&lt;/a&gt; sounded the Hunter's Horn.&lt;br /&gt;I was successful in my hunt! I caught &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mousehunt/adversaries.php?mid=48" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=7f601389ffdbb5787369ce0d57d95473&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;a 4 oz. Worker mouse&lt;/a&gt; from the Festive Comet worth 297 points and 2,204 gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mouse also dropped the following loot:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Gingerbread House Plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1481887427613084452?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1481887427613084452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1481887427613084452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1481887427613084452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1481887427613084452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/12/tweaked-my-own-bike-my-lucky-day.html' title='tweaked my own bike + my lucky day~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7518414187511517609</id><published>2009-12-13T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:22:47.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon...</title><content type='html'>Life's been going on as usual. nothing much. the usual routine is tuition and games. Tomorrow's the last week of tuition for the year, and it also means we're nearing the beginning of the new year. WHICH I HATE.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The SPM year. year of studying. year of less gaming. year of seriousness and so on. SO not in the mood... i'd have to get in the mood. at least Tat Chee's studying, which gives me sort sort of jig. i have to thank him and a few more people for pushing me into the studying mood. i'm appreciating what people do for me. that's a start for a better life. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, i've made some new friends. some are kind and friendly. some, i dunno. it's still a bit early to judge. not much has happened besides what i've mentioned. ok maybe i left something out. my memory is terrible as you all know. or you may not. well, now you know. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's it for today. yes i know what you're thinking, i lead such and uninteresting, boring, unexciting life. i don't mind it being that way. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7518414187511517609?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7518414187511517609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7518414187511517609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7518414187511517609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7518414187511517609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/12/soon.html' title='Soon...'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3458144696549051421</id><published>2009-11-26T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T20:19:08.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for me.</title><content type='html'>Tis the eleventh month hath time granted us,&lt;div&gt;through a fellow catalyst, It began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A humble relationship of you and I,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;past counted nights, had grown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cruel fate had separated sun and moon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little did it know, had split us too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankful was I to fate and destiny,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally uniting the once broken two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luck had no doubt, played its part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had north and south met, the chance made clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou came to my story with calming light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for thou bore a path of new hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi'lady spoke, and flowers bloom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so did my soul, mended of past torture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could thou be'eth the savior,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of mine, now and forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time walking by, ever so merciless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having met, sky and earth, yet so far apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopeful that thou could wait,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long as I would, for thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg my leave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3458144696549051421?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3458144696549051421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3458144696549051421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3458144696549051421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3458144696549051421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/11/wait-for-me.html' title='Wait for me.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7091487009327937900</id><published>2009-11-19T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:51:13.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent days</title><content type='html'>Recently, things happened. but i can't say what yet. some good, some, dreadful. All happening at the wrong time. SPM next year. how am i gonna face it head on? will i make it to 2011 alive?(no, not related to the movie 2012)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, one way or the other, i need to get my mind straight for what's coming up ahead. tuition starts in two days. can't wait to see you all again, but, that means i get to spend less time at home too. Either way, there's no time to waste. but my mind just won't listen. it just, wanders off... can i make my new years resolution early? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my mom said, only you can save yourself. even friends can't help you in certain things. i now know that. but i want to tell her, one can't live on without friends either. i'd have to start depending on myself. something i'm still not very good yet. help me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7091487009327937900?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7091487009327937900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7091487009327937900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7091487009327937900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7091487009327937900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/11/recent-days.html' title='Recent days'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3320958171276273102</id><published>2009-11-16T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:11:37.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downfall of the shopping mall near me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOLab8R9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DYlW4CeJwV8/s1600/Image0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOLab8R9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DYlW4CeJwV8/s400/Image0134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404686985803352018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOLab8R9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DYlW4CeJwV8/s1600/Image0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOLB2P6AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/CLSi3M6_TgE/s1600/Image0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOLB2P6AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/CLSi3M6_TgE/s400/Image0133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404686979202803714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOLB2P6AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/CLSi3M6_TgE/s1600/Image0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOK3HER6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/mk_BlgpUeh4/s1600/Image0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOK3HER6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/mk_BlgpUeh4/s400/Image0132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404686976320554914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you can see, they're taking apart the interior of nzx~ and stupidly enough, Hao Wei Dao, now only opens from 11am-3pm and is closed on sundays WTC! T.T no more RM1 fried rice... sob sob. i wonder what they're gonna do to the place once they finish clearing up. there are still some shops open around the area. well it's really not my problem, just curious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things have happened recently too, but maybe i'll keep it for another post. provided i have the mood. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3320958171276273102?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3320958171276273102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3320958171276273102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3320958171276273102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3320958171276273102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/11/downfall-of-shopping-mall-near-me.html' title='downfall of the shopping mall near me~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SwFOLab8R9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DYlW4CeJwV8/s72-c/Image0134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1681140719267940079</id><published>2009-11-14T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T09:23:55.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH!</title><content type='html'>i'm SUCH a lazy ass these days..... all i feel like doing is...well, nothing, actually. HAHA. maybe watch some anime here and there..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since i still have some mood left to type something, i'll give a simple review on 2012 the movie. if you want more info on the actual happening, you can go to Yee Juinn's blog. or i can just give you a link to the one hour geographic channel all about 2012. but i doubt you'll want the latter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't believe it's been two days only and i've forgot most about the movie. too much maggie mee... T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie is following actual sience as a reference to the movie's content. so what you are watching might actually happen. The Mayans created a calendar that could predict even things like lunar and solar eclipses. that calendar happens to end exactly at 21/12/2012. and what Yee Juinn posted was also correct. the 64 combinations are repeated 64 times over a cycle and became a graph, or a time line of things that happened. like a big prediction. also ended on 2012. there were also other unproven predictions by some deities and so called oracles. the only name i remembered was Moses, and there was some lady that predicted the same thing in Christianity i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie has well rendered graphics and is really realistic. like all the famous monuments all around the world falling to the ground and such. It's main story line is not as plausible, in my opinion. As always, there's humour here and there, romance, sacrifice. A pretty good movie in overall. If you like to watch the destruction and downfall of the world, this is the movie for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1681140719267940079?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1681140719267940079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1681140719267940079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1681140719267940079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1681140719267940079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/11/gah.html' title='GAH!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1799391773543571169</id><published>2009-11-05T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T17:22:32.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The randomness~</title><content type='html'>exams are over and i still can't relax knowing that my results are gonna be terrible. Nonetheless, that doesn't stop me from gaming!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SvKYClE6IrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/I26Zo2TAJko/s400/Image0127.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400546073250505394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home made lemon 7-up is awesome! so is home made ice lemon tea, but i don't have a picture. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SvKYC9UfDkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/M6-z36HI-KU/s400/Image0128.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400546079758290498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and these.... these are caps. y'know those biscuit cans? pringles and such? i collect those caps. a total of 104 caps are in that bag in the picture above. and they got chucked out in the end. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something of a spring cleaning short of the actual cleaning. just moving out the old stuff and have them make their way to the trash disposal area. mostly the old stacks of tuition paper, old cds, anything that's old, worn out or not used for a long long time is either thrown or given away. that's it. yeah... bye bye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1799391773543571169?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1799391773543571169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1799391773543571169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1799391773543571169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1799391773543571169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/11/randomness.html' title='The randomness~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/SvKYClE6IrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/I26Zo2TAJko/s72-c/Image0127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-292527638226346772</id><published>2009-10-19T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:12:26.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornin~</title><content type='html'>halo there~ greetings from my home!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't believe my arms are still aching from yesterday's trigger-happy experience. though it WAS extremely fun~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, i had this really weird and unmentionable dream that disorientated me for the morning... like, woah... y'know? nah, probably not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well it's still morning when i posted this so nothing has happened yet. i told myself to study once my mom goes out to work so you most likely won't be seeing me online.....much... well, maybe 1 or 2 hours.. ok maybe 3 more won't hurt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-292527638226346772?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/292527638226346772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=292527638226346772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/292527638226346772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/292527638226346772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='Mornin~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3357427500920210619</id><published>2009-10-18T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:03:54.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title-less</title><content type='html'>ok, i can't think of a good title today. moving on~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surrogates, Tropicana, City, Mall. that's the gist of it. that was a bit too short... SO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was my first time reserving tickets for a movie, and.... it was a total breeze! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terminator, was a robot movie, Terminator 2 was a robot movie, Terminator 3, was oh so obviously a robot movie, and Surrogates was no exception, as it was from the same director of the Terminator trilogy. i'll leave the watching to you. it was ok... yeah, that's all i got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but before that, we were one hour early until the movie starts and i went to the arcade with 5 bucks in hand. and that was all i need. seriously, nothing much to play there when it's your third visit... so i tried something that i've always wanted. playing shooting games with TWO guns! meaning i had to pay double the price. so, there were certain requirements to that game before i could play with 2 guns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. the gun must be compact and can be held with only one hand each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. there must be no other action besides normal shooting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. reload motion must be swift and easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. thete must be NO split screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which means most games are out, especially time crisis. the gun was small, but you need to change the types of weapons in certain shoot outs, and you have to 'release the pedal' to reload, which means i'll have 2 pedals to step on...=.= and it's a SPLIT SCREEN. so my only choice was silent hill. it's not creepy for the arcade mode but i heard the PS2 version is frightening~ all the prerequisites were met so here we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 player = 2 bucks, which means 4 bucks for me~ here's how it went. IT'S HARD TO CONCENTRATE! with mobs coming from both sides, ya hafta aim at two, but you only can look at one! unless you can naturally move either of your eyeballs independently then i don't blame you for not understanding. it's pretty cool though, to be able to try out Dante's style of shooting, all trigger happy like. XD it went on pretty well till the part where bugs start popping out everywhere. and they 'stick to you' meaning you keep getting damage till you shoot them off, which, if they come 3-4 at a time, i can't shoot them fast enough even with 2 guns. died there. both players. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to watch the movie, came out for some snacks and shopping bla bla bla. i'm getting kind of lazy here. i stop here, BYE BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3357427500920210619?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3357427500920210619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3357427500920210619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3357427500920210619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3357427500920210619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/10/title-less.html' title='Title-less'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3893943142376754525</id><published>2009-10-16T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:17:30.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodent in class full of whimps = chaos</title><content type='html'>Like the title said, someone's 'pet squirrel' popped in for a visit to our class yesterday and caused unmentionable panic and scrambled eggs... uhh, scratch that last part. i don't know what's so bad about a squirrel but Deepak was making a hell big deal about it, and so did everyone else. Darshinii was screaming at the top of her lungs. even Pn.Zaiton (BM teacher) was jumpy. so the Q't(cute) little squirrel scampered all over the place and scared the guts out of the girls (and Deepak) while us MEN! were trying to get out hands (or legs) on it. it ran out after a while and we didn't manage to catch it. but... it came back~ IT CAME BACK!!! to haunt Deepak. XDXDXD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, it came back 3 times. and did an amazing feat, jumping up half a meter and on to the bulletin board's erm... base? and everyone was clapping their hands. LOLOLOLOLOLOL! Michelle and some other guy came looking for it. said it was her friends'. not that we care. but the fun didn't last as the rodent squirmed itself through the fenced windows of our class and out into the wilderness, our school's fields. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, it was still fun to watch it wreak havoc all over the class. HAHA! was entertaining while it lasted. yeah, that's about it for today. bye b~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3893943142376754525?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3893943142376754525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3893943142376754525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3893943142376754525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3893943142376754525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/10/rodent-in-class-full-of-whimps-chaos.html' title='Rodent in class full of whimps = chaos'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6373268641755581242</id><published>2009-10-09T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:17:47.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST midnight excursion</title><content type='html'>Being a thursday night, i'd expect it to be peaceful as it always was. Until, my mom received a call from a distant relative inviting us to supper.(more like asking us to lead the way since they don't live anywhere near PJ) Either way, my mom accepted the kind invite and we went off to meet them at the Taman Bahagia train station. Lead them to paramount to eat lala and some other stuff. and no, lala here doesn't refer to the lala you're thinking of. or at least, i think so... XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, guess what? My grandma was with them, and it's an old people fest... i was the only one under 40 there.... like wtc. =.= (i actually thought my cousins were coming or else i wouldn't have went with my mom. HAHAHA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ordered chinese food lor. like hokkien mee, lala, spinach and, SATAY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they eat, then talk, then eat summore, and the chain continues till we finish the food. my grandma says it's past her bedtime,(by 4 hours to be precise) so my mom and i will be sending her back, and my distant relatives will be going the other way so, farewell, may we see each other when i feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, that's about it. see ya'll later folks~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6373268641755581242?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6373268641755581242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6373268641755581242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6373268641755581242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6373268641755581242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/10/almost-midnight-excursion.html' title='ALMOST midnight excursion'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-2169613533852237394</id><published>2009-10-03T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:33:00.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lateral thinking riddles~</title><content type='html'>man, i got totally freaked out today! that ain't nice. what's NICE are those things that made me freak out in the first place! they are the said riddles from my title. these are riddles that give you a certain situation and you must figure out the rest while clues are given throughout the guess. you are allowed to ask 'yes or no' questions for confirmation for your assumptions.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a few from a forum thread, and those are mostly related to murders and are VERY freaky. i've jot them down and memorized the contents. if you are interested please ask! or, i'll just ask you myself. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some unrelated news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E Wei's continuing his short story, can't wait to read it! mine, well, is stuck. or rather, i'm just lazy as i have better things to do. HAHAHA! ain't i just horrible? i know! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've just finished chapter 4 of chemistry. not to say i'm proud of myself, but at least it's SOME progress~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well that's about it for today. guess i'm getting my blogging mood back. more to come soon~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-2169613533852237394?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/2169613533852237394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=2169613533852237394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2169613533852237394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2169613533852237394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/10/lateral-thinking-riddles.html' title='Lateral thinking riddles~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3233162944562380327</id><published>2009-09-30T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:34:47.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a normal, run-of-the-mill, update.</title><content type='html'>pshaw~ hii~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, chatting about doomsday always give good entertainment. XD here's a hint. 2012/12/21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also had the weirdest things for lunch today. well, more of the weirdest combination... a tuna sandwich, with wild mushroom soup, 2 bananas and some kuih (4 actually) with peanut fillings. I finished them in the above arrangement too~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teh poo-poo train has arrived! all aboard!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOLD IT!! lemme finish this post first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYHOO.... i don't think i'll be able to finish studying before the exams start. as they say, there's never enough time for anything. either way, i still have to try my best. FRIENDS! give me strength! *flexing muscles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last and very least, Roti Kaya does not go well with 'kuah'.... or fish curry. neither does poverty... ah, ignore that last statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last call! all aboard!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH! that's it for today! see ya real soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3233162944562380327?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3233162944562380327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3233162944562380327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3233162944562380327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3233162944562380327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-normal-run-of-mill-update.html' title='Just a normal, run-of-the-mill, update.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5654126521323268311</id><published>2009-09-24T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:55:24.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early surprise. or, bad news. depends on your status really.</title><content type='html'>ok, this one's gonna be short. and i hope i'm wrong.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you couples out there, you're in for a big one. it seems Chinese new year landed exactly on February the 14th next year. meaning we get a holiday for valentines but can't celebrate it. unless you and your girlfriend both have no family then you can celebrate with each other, OR that you're not lucky enough to find your other half. I'm the latter. so NO WORRIES FOR ME! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOPE I'M WRONG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5654126521323268311?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5654126521323268311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5654126521323268311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5654126521323268311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5654126521323268311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/09/early-surprise-or-bad-news-depends-on.html' title='early surprise. or, bad news. depends on your status really.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-318485231696199367</id><published>2009-09-23T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:19:00.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The super mega grande sized post!</title><content type='html'>read at your own discretion.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's.... 3pm, dragonica is down, and i'm blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma came 2 days ago, and boy did i hate it. i wish i could describe the nonsense i had to endure. the one and only factor that makes her annoying (without any disrespect) is that mouth of hers. it's a yammering machine. i've never seen anyone talk as much as her. from the day she came till the day she left, i didn't study. and the day before she came too. almost forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, went out the whole day. first destination, midvalley megamall. at about 10 in the friggin morning goddammit. breakfast at err... kimgary's restaurant or something like that. with the grandma i know(not the grandma mentioned above) and family. ate a big set consisting fish fillet, fried rice, ham, sausages, and a fried egg. additional food from my grandma's plate cuz she couldn't finish. wedges. then i tried some of my mom's beef and other stuff cooked with a layer of cheeze. and drank honey milk. and i forgot to mention i HAD half a cup of milk before we went to midvalley. a long stroll around the shopping mall chilled my tummy a bit, it was almost bloated. XD they wanted to watch that singaporean movie called 'where got ghost?' but the cinema was out of tickets. my mom said my tuition bag was 'old' so she suggested i get a new one. searched around parkson for sling bags and she herself bought a cooking pan. went for some other shops to look for more bags cuz the ones sold at parkson looked gay. eventually ended up at adidas. hahaha! 150++ for a bag? pass! 249 for a racket??? nah, just taking a look. finally spotted one at converse, my cousin said she had a friend working at a converse store and can buy stuff at a discount, so we'll have to see if that friend has the one i want in stock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AYY! don't leave! i'm not done yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO..... since there was no movie to watch, family decided to go for dessert. (as if i hadn't eaten enough...)  went to a shop called snowflake to eat taiwanese dessert. soya bean ice, with peanuts, cincau jelly and pearls. pearls, y'know... those black chewy jelly-like things you find in bubble tea drinks. there were a lot of different toppings one could choose, but that's what i picked. it's supposed to be healthy, so it wasn't all that sweet. my mom said the ice kacang at SS2 was much better. mom, that's full of sugar, 'course it's BETTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN! we went back to my aunty's house to lay back a bit before going to sunway... i'll summarize this part. there's still a lot to blabber 'bout. three words. 'ate, ayam, penyet'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally WENT HOME after a whole day outside..... my stomach is drowning from the large intake of food. the next day, my OTHER grandma came...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was happily dragonica-ing when my mom recieved a call saying that she's coming. she left to pick her up. about an hour later, they came back with chicken rice. something's urging me to sing the song for the chicken rice shop, i shouldn't, but... THE CHICKEN RICE SHOOOOOOOOOOOOP~ CHICKEN RICE AND MORE! *chicken clucking* i ate chicken rice that day and kept on playing. then the barrage of comments and words came from the living room never stopped till 11 o'clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE NEXT DAY! which was also yesterday, and early trip to my aunty's house AGAIN for god knows what reason. actually, i just forgot. atria was next on the list of places to go. found a compact palm reading book. wanted to buy, but had to go to tropicana next..... what a way to begin the day, sprinting between locations......=.= omg, rhyming... have i gone mad? ANYWAYS, my and my mom and (talkative)granny split paths. GAME SHOPS HERE I COME~ trailer after trailer after trailer of many, many new games on the newest game consoles. those that i could not afford. so i was just window shopping. but that's enough for me usually. then she bought tickets to that movie we were supposed to go watch. . after THAT, went back to aunty's house and waited till 7 to go out for dinner with some relatives at Klang. hit starbucks after that to chill off~ chat chat chat and went back at 11+. another day outside and i'm gone.... literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE! FINAL DAY, which is also today, she's gonna be here. not here right now but, still. lol. BAK KUT TEH! which means another long winding trip to good ol' Klang.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK THAT'S IT! i can't take it anymore! i'll stop here, since that's about it already. i'm tired of typing.... it's already 5:18... B.Y.E! AND DON'T ASK ME WHAT THAT MEANS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-318485231696199367?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/318485231696199367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=318485231696199367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/318485231696199367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/318485231696199367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/09/super-mega-grande-sized-post.html' title='The super mega grande sized post!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1947153108736269232</id><published>2009-09-19T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T18:55:17.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog revival.</title><content type='html'>LOL! my first ever, blog revival. yeah, i don't know why, but there's nothing to post about. or maybe i just lost the mood. Recently, i've slowed down on MouseHunt, got addicted to Dragonica(yes, Tat Chee was right),  but i started studying too! it ain't all bad ay? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.... my studying progress, physics, finished chapter 2(finally..) and, that's about it! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. no events or plans for the holidays though, Happy Raya for the malays! as for everyone else, enjoy your holidays! (while it lasts..) as for me, my other grandma i never knew of till 2 years ago is coming over for the week. as in, STAYING here... she did this once during new years, and i did not like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at all~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna help Lek Kee in his exams and preparation for PMR, but beginning is the problem. the first time he came over, he didn't bring any books. so. yeah. games took over. =.= then he scrolled through my new comp. looked through almost everything. 'cept for the music file... i wonder why. THEN, our times crash like shit, couldn't find a day to match. up till now, no progress has been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a question, has my standard of english gone downhill? cuz, i sure think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok....what else.... oh yeah. pappa rich is nice. where's mama poor? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, buh bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1947153108736269232?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1947153108736269232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1947153108736269232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1947153108736269232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1947153108736269232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-revival.html' title='blog revival.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3432256051986038005</id><published>2009-08-31T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:46:46.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>independence day.</title><content type='html'>happy merdeka people! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;pay no mind to that list over there. anyways, i have loads of glucose inside of me and i feel GREAT! XD sugar rush!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pieces of erm, some kind of sugar coated biscuit block, half a can of coke, 2 bowls of sweet barley and HONEYSTARS! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yeah. that's kind of it for today. no special events.... except for the terrible catch streak in mousehunt......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FINAL FANTASY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg my leave. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3432256051986038005?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3432256051986038005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3432256051986038005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3432256051986038005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3432256051986038005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/08/independence-day.html' title='independence day.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3953320125654811276</id><published>2009-08-25T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T12:09:56.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another dream post.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday came one of the most vivid dreams i've ever had. as usual, non of these dreams of mine make sense, so try not to think too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so, i was LEARNING HOW TO DRIVE, in an unknown car at the road side, i was obviously in the driver seat, Tat Chee was next to me, and then Advent was BEHIND, coaching me. now that i think about it, shouldn't he be beside me? to coach? XD so, i drove like it was a piece of cake, till a Y-junction, there was a police chase, i stopped the car, but the police told me to drive aside with hand signals, so i drove off. then we came to a stop at a nearby junkyard where E WEI had a mechanic shop built up there. weird isn't it? XD so, i got off to check up on him, don't ask me where Tat Chee and Advent went. cuz i don't know. anyways, we talked for a while, then an important customer came, and another car appeared out of nowhere, which i assume 'belongs to Nicole' cuz she was asking E Wei to fix the car. the engine was busted. then E Wei told me to handle it while he discussed some stuff with the important customer. i now consider this the weirdest part in the whole dream.... i don't know why, but i packed up some kind of submarine sandwich and stuffed it in a box, and put it at where the engine is supposed to be.....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that, we (me, E Wei, and some other guy which i THINK is the guy whose collecting the rent for the place) discussed about E Wei's financial problems... he wasn't able to pay the 'rent' cuz he didn't get many customers over the months. then i found myself giving him a lecture. and POOF, the whole junkyard and mechanic shop turned into a shopping mall, and the shop became a book store. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, E Wei owns a book store, which WAS a mechanic shop. i looked up at a few books in the place and then i popped into a jewelry shop. i got caught red handed for stealing and had to pay a fine. POOF! i'm at home playing Devil Summoner 2..... a big pile of messed up shit is what i say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up, i thought i was still playing Devil Summoner 2 and was thinking of what to do in the game and stuff..... lame eh? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok, that's about it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3953320125654811276?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3953320125654811276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3953320125654811276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3953320125654811276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3953320125654811276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/08/yet-another-dream-post.html' title='yet another dream post.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-4020200361195569722</id><published>2009-08-20T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:35:11.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of a wonderful day.</title><content type='html'>*checks the clock* (what?? 5.15 in the morning???) haha... i get overly energetic every time there's an outing the next day or something like that. i double check everything before i go to sleep too. and i always find it hard to fall asleep and waking up is the easiest thing to do, next to breathing. So, i found myself waking up at 5 in the morning,(which wasn't bad. sometimes i can't sleep at all!) having fully re-energized for the whole day that i definitely could not wait for! i lolled on the bed for quite a while, had a few visits to the bathroom too. i tried to fall asleep again, but my excitement kept me awake. all i can do now is to wait for my mom to wake up. *fast forward*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking to school with a person of complete opposite personality was totally cool! especially when you have things to prove those differences. i, with my white ear piece, and E Wei made black his choice for the day. and i know this is awkward, but our walking styles are also quite opposite-ish! like, reflections! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and today's oral presentation for english... Ezrul, Ballz man and Jason were in the same group..... you know what that usually means.... lol....... anyways.... i'm not in liberty to say anything so...... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF WITH YOUR HEADS! i mean, off we go to the school trip~! hehe.... so, got rice, got tinge(a non carbonated drink by spritzer), to the bus we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aboard the bus......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a full house! or, full bus if you would. it was absolutely PACKED! and lucky for us, we got the seats RIGHT at the bee-hind, near the back.... meaning we get front row seats for a bunch of terrible malay singers!(no racism intended) so, jamming our own ears with music is the only choice to avoid from dying of torture.... XD i ate some of my m&amp;amp;m's and shared, so did my other kind friends. awww~ XD so, it's the sugar rush season i guess! XD the flow of sweets just keep coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a seemingly short while of music and plenty of glucose to last us a lifetime, we've reached our first destination. Memorial tunku abdul rahman. we got off at a sidewalk leading towards the precedented location, and we were off. there were some old vehicles aligned with the road though, but nothing spectacular if you're wondering. then at the entrance, up a small flight of stairs stood.... a floor! XD lol okok, there was a souvenier shop. to it's left is the boys toilet, and to the left of that is a carbonated drink vending machine. AND to the left of THAT is another long flight of staircases upstairs! XD ok, let's cut to the chase. we were seperated into groups of 6 for a little knowledge hunt, 20+ questions and a whole building on the tunku dude and merdeka stuff. so, we're into some big time trouble as, 1, i'm the 'suggested leader', and 2, sejarah wasn't the forte of some of my members... including me. XD good thing they give details in english too~ so, ran up and down the whole place to look for answers as we split up the questions and the group as well, for more efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were some cool stuff like the many attires of the big DUDE, we get to see his house and its interior design, his office and other stuff. many of those, see no touch, touch= jail stuff.... LOL i'm joking... we can't touch them even if we wanted to... they're either sealed safely behind glass, or out of reach.......=.= too much info for merdeka is what i say.... yes yes, we appreciate it, you love him, we get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch! as they call it, yesh, had shome.... we ish eating spicy fish cake rice-sh with fried-sh chicken. then, another bottle of mineral water was given.... as if we don't have enough to take... so i have a total of 4 bottles with me. LOL! a 1 litre and 3 500ml's... then, prize giving for the knowledge hunt winners. obviously, our team had 'next to 0'  chances of winning, so i didn't expect much. i thank my group for giving all your best in this, i gave it my all too, but i guess our all isn't enough this time. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT STOP! MUSEUM POLICE! they say it backwards in malay, so i followed. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;police person: strictly no pictures inside the museum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;students: awwwww BOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol joking. we were allowed to take pictures of the outside stuff. i took one that looked like we were going back to school. XD pictures are below if you didn't know. we watched a movie presentation of how police were formed and bla bla bla. then to the galleries! in section A, there were the first ever uniforms of police, section B were on guns and weapons i think... we saw loads of cool weapons and swords and balisongs and OOOOOO i just want them ALL! XD section C was...... was............... actually, i don't know what section C was about.. it all looked so mixed up. i saw a red dude though. like, cooked sausage red, y'know? muscular + red = the new meat energy bar. HAHAHA i remember there was one part, but i forgot which one, was this partly glass floor with two rag dolls at the bottom. one of them was looking up, through the glass floor, like a peeping tom.... creepy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, the tour was much shorter than our previous one and I'M GLAD! our final stop was the tugu negara. lol, sounds like a long form for toga. XD toga, an ancient greek clothing made for men and women alike. or at least, that's what i think it is cuz i'm too lazy to check the wiki. i've visited this tugu thing before. when i was still attending primary school. well, a second visit wouldn't kill.... anyways, i stepped on gum the second time on my right shoe....it wasn't pretty.... so were my tearing eyes.... i don't know why, but when there's too much sunlight, and i concentrate on stuff, the corners of my eyes go black, as in, the view. and if i concentrate too long, i start tearing..... tell me if this has happened to you, or is it just me. or that it's a common thing. i'd feel much better. so, stepped on gum, took more photos, *burp* excuse me.... then strolled around a bit, and went to a chocolate shop opposite the place. one word.....the-most-expensive-chocolates-i-have-ever-seen-in-my-entire-life! yes, that was one word, so shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're finally at the end of the trip and gathered at the bus to go back home. i went on the bus a bit sluggishly... maybe because i didn't really want to go back yet.... but, all good things must come to an end some time.... so, back home it is..... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it's history. PHEW! finished at last. hope you enjoyed this overly long summary of my extraordinary trip! XD buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg my leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-4020200361195569722?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/4020200361195569722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=4020200361195569722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4020200361195569722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4020200361195569722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/08/beginning-of-wonderful-day.html' title='The beginning of a wonderful day.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8427008815416727953</id><published>2009-08-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:59:11.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1Ex5bmQ0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/BzpudqIGbgo/s1600-h/Image0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1Ex5bmQ0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/BzpudqIGbgo/s400/Image0072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372025554543723330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(picture removed on request)&lt;br /&gt;First stop! Memorial tunku abdul rahman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have another pic of his keris but i dare not upload, as i might get put into jail for it. keep a look out for my MSN pic! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1EyukwzsI/AAAAAAAAADg/YEEj3rU_FqU/s1600-h/Image0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1EyukwzsI/AAAAAAAAADg/YEEj3rU_FqU/s400/Image0077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372025568809242306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tunku's house is just up there!!! ^^^^^ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GFiINfRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DxExcUy4FvM/s1600-h/Image0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GFiINfRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DxExcUy4FvM/s400/Image0075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372026991397403922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of a person taking a picture. LOL! don't kill me! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1EzLYHg2I/AAAAAAAAADo/kMbeKV43ZcA/s1600-h/Image0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1EzLYHg2I/AAAAAAAAADo/kMbeKV43ZcA/s400/Image0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372025576540832610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, i forgot if this was breakfast or lunch.... so, as they say, BRUNCH IT IS!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1EzRQbe5I/AAAAAAAAADw/X07I84BID04/s1600-h/Image0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1EzRQbe5I/AAAAAAAAADw/X07I84BID04/s400/Image0084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372025578119199634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GF1d59RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sD9UCc4mAMY/s1600-h/Image0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GF1d59RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sD9UCc4mAMY/s400/Image0085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372026996588672274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge of the picture taking? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GGw_q7aI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5OqFMdHqfY0/s1600-h/Image0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GGw_q7aI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5OqFMdHqfY0/s400/Image0094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372027012567985570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL!!!!! *screams!* XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GHSY3IRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/evgEdXOihrA/s1600-h/Image0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GHSY3IRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/evgEdXOihrA/s400/Image0095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372027021532012818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! *FAINTS~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GGVskJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/MOZGEQsP6Lw/s1600-h/Image0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1GGVskJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/MOZGEQsP6Lw/s400/Image0092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372027005240092562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER LOL! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1H0jauJBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6QJDYewsbrY/s1600-h/Image0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1H0jauJBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6QJDYewsbrY/s400/Image0097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372028898708956178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome posing people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JCgzgrxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZgeU162f2k4/s1600-h/Image0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JCgzgrxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZgeU162f2k4/s400/Image0099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372030238037421842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs* no comment. (please don't kill me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1QSyYGmqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ksgilufg0bM/s1600-h/Image0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1QSyYGmqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ksgilufg0bM/s400/Image0098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372038214213606050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL no la. it may not look like it, but that's the police museum... no pics ALLOWED.... so......haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1H2IjHrNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eahWh4zkAn0/s1600-h/Image0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1H2IjHrNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eahWh4zkAn0/s400/Image0101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372028925856165074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EMO! i wanna join!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JDQDRtEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z4lTECOVusU/s1600-h/Image0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JDQDRtEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z4lTECOVusU/s400/Image0108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372030250720015426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ALL THE PUNY PEOPLE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JC5yrJ4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ml03iNoVJN0/s1600-h/Image0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JC5yrJ4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ml03iNoVJN0/s400/Image0106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372030244744800130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sexy and hot! (seriously, it's stinkin hot... i was tearing..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JD2EMiJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/y32pqdwbIlQ/s1600-h/Image0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JD2EMiJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/y32pqdwbIlQ/s400/Image0110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372030260924418194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JEFNrefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gHXXvorGXas/s1600-h/Image0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1JEFNrefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gHXXvorGXas/s400/Image0111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372030264990726642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.... lol dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1H11_OyXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zyHXvqP4uEE/s1600-h/Image0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1H11_OyXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zyHXvqP4uEE/s400/Image0100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372028920873798002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synchronizing. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8427008815416727953?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8427008815416727953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8427008815416727953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8427008815416727953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8427008815416727953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/So1Ex5bmQ0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/BzpudqIGbgo/s72-c/Image0072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6475593093281311778</id><published>2009-08-10T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:07:19.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Old Town. GEDDIT? NEW? OLD? XD</title><content type='html'>it's da new old town coffee shop at tmn megah lar....... LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went there yesterday with my mom and cousin after she finished her work at NZX.... i think it's charity work but i'm not so sure myself. NEEWAYS..... bored = outing, so for today's equation, bored + company = yam cha! ( hi-tea~!) KAKAKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and cousin no fun wan... both order lime juice.... i order orange juice ah!!! pro leh~ XD the people there damn stingy 1 i tell u.....half the cup is full of ice. then the cup only about 4 inches tall or something....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever lo. then i order something eat. got sandwich la, got frenc- i mean, FUN fries la, got red beans la(bluek!!) then got egg oso....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat talk eat talk eat talk eat talk eat talk then i order more food. erm, this time 1 peanut butter toast. eat d mouth become sticky. lolololololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that wanna take foto, den my cousin walk past, make face, then walk away.. take until like dis.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/Sn_UgUzGquI/AAAAAAAAADI/emZsZ4AuPzk/s1600-h/Image0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/Sn_UgUzGquI/AAAAAAAAADI/emZsZ4AuPzk/s400/Image0059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368242932652878562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one time i remember my phone has a built in camera, this happens.... HAHAHA! i gotta start sticking notes everywhere.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gotta go do business in da toilet d. making kuih. if wan please make orders 1 week in advance and delivery free of charge. if you live near me that is....XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6475593093281311778?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6475593093281311778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6475593093281311778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6475593093281311778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6475593093281311778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-old-town-geddit-new-old-xd.html' title='New Old Town. GEDDIT? NEW? OLD? XD'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oa9-dkpxTGc/Sn_UgUzGquI/AAAAAAAAADI/emZsZ4AuPzk/s72-c/Image0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-2042393896059829228</id><published>2009-08-08T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:10:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>I've recently noticed that i'm quite lucky to still be here. Even after what has happened through my course of life, some people had been through far worse that i could have ever imagined. I failed to realize, for so many years, how lucky i was..... How desperately i tried to redirect the attention at me when someone else needs it more. From my experiences in life, i've learnt to treasure my friends. all of them. but have i treasured enough? have i given the best that i could offer to them? instead of hoarding all for myself? i've asked myself these questions but i dare not answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best isn't enough. My motivation had gone with time, whenever it will return, 'soon' is the answer i am hoping for. sometimes laughing at my own mistakes. not caring for my own pride and humility. but even so, i'm turning into a sadist. and a bad one. faces change upon the words that exit my mouth, those words, some harsh, painful in their own unique way. Ever so heart breaking, but never revealing. i apologize for all the souls and spirits that i have broken, the pain that i have brought. I know that this isn't enough to repay for what i've done, or to repent the sins that i made, it is the least that i could do. rather than doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha... am i still human? am i..... still capable of showing, true emotions? standing at the edges of humanity. i have not lost it.... no, i have not..... i have..... let go of it.... released it on my own free will.... nothing but imitations.... i am a fraud.... i am no one. my insides.... filled with the present memories of my only friends. my only mother. please.... you are all that i have left.... don't leave me..... or, i will become empty...... nothing but a doll.... with false feelings and a mechanical heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i am saying anymore.... someone.....anyone..... save me from the depths of insanity. To those whom are living in hell, how do you survive? please, enlighten me... i want to know. how to survive in this world of pure chaos. what am i saying..... i don't know..... am i confused? i hope i am. i'm sorry..... i'm so so sorry....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-2042393896059829228?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/2042393896059829228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=2042393896059829228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2042393896059829228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2042393896059829228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-432017571529578655</id><published>2009-08-06T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:58:32.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>power boost</title><content type='html'>My lap timings are getting much better than before. well, mainly it's because i didn't really use all my strength to pedal.... or is it? haha! who knows! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trusty metal steed and i have just set a new record for both 'tracks' today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;location - previous time - newest time&lt;br /&gt;E Wei's condo - 5 minutes - 3 minutes 30 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Tuition - usually 10-12 minutes due to traffic - 8 minutes with less traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've noticed some slight design flaws in my bicycle model... though they're not of any immediate importance to fix, they are still quite annoying. hope to get it fixed somehow, if possible. Or just get a new bicycle after a year or so. E Wei and I saw a new model bicycle on the way home. though i'm not sure of the model type and such, i know it's one of the newer versions made recently, the brake mechanism was changed to a motorbike wheel brake, rather than the usual type,similar in every way. if you don't understand what i mean, compare an old bicycle brake with a motorcycle brake. that's the difference. the silence of the new ones are amazing, there are no ticking sounds when the wheels rotate while not pedaling. totally awesome! XD unfortunately, those bicycles cost easily over a thousand malaysian ringgit.... which, without a doubt, i will be WILLING TO PAY! if my mom just lets me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also suggested to my mom to allow me to ride on a highway to test my bike's full potential in terms of top speed. but she insisted i don't, since it's obviously unsafe..... but seriously.... if you have a bicycle, and a long stretch of road, i bet you'd wanna try 'it' out. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's enough of my bicycle fantasies for a day. hope this didn't bore you too much. enjoy the rest of your life while you still can! (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg my leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-432017571529578655?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/432017571529578655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=432017571529578655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/432017571529578655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/432017571529578655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/08/power-boost.html' title='power boost'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6056539101677505574</id><published>2009-08-03T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:50:54.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Intelligence</title><content type='html'>I've always been amazed by the human species and the many creations they have made to improve our lives. But recently, there had been a large decline of smart people all around the world. The decrease in population has caused a major slow down in the progression of, well... almost everything i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not my fellow readers! I've seen the students of SMKKJ and much of them seem to have potential. Instead of doing things for the betterment of the society, these so called bright students think the other way around. They have ingenious plots and blueprints of many new designs to improve the old things and make new technology as well! You might think they're our saviors, and they'll keep us happy and comfy with new inventions, faster computers and other kinds of crap, but it's quite the contrary... one of those inventions was seen today at the male toilet in SMKKJ. A short pipe was plugged into a tap at the toilet. that's not the interesting part, the other end of the pipe was attached to the tap right next to the first one! now THAT'S! INGENIOUS! why didn't i think of that? oh, maybe that's because i wasn't smart enough to plug two ends of a rubber pipe into taps and open both of the water ways..... well, obviously what happened next was that the water had almost no way to come out. so they gushed out at small gaps at the end of the pipe and tap on both sides. I noticed this at the end of school, while i had some business to finish in the little boy's room before i go home. Wise and busy people as they were, they forgot to deactivate the new invention, so i was kind enough to lend them a hand,(no, not in literal means...) and left it as it is as i hadn't the strength to remove the pipe from it's original position as it was pushed in very deep. i had no choice but to leave. everything after that is history. k bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i have double checked my spellings. checked after i finished some stuff. i will not remove this postscript because i don't feel like it. XD BYE BOYS AND GIRLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6056539101677505574?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6056539101677505574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6056539101677505574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6056539101677505574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6056539101677505574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/08/human-intelligence.html' title='Human Intelligence'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-537239511870674385</id><published>2009-07-30T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:22:20.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Envy and Depression!</title><content type='html'>HAHA! it's absolutely incredible the way Ezrul writes! i just can't stop commenting on his 'work' but it's just very very good! Ezrul, if you're reading this, i'm honoured to be able to read your blog and hopefully be one of the firsts to lay eyes on those stories you mentioned. i'm sure they'll be good reads. How envious i am on so many people in this world, but only i can make that first move to change,to improve myself. i really admire how Ezrul writes and hope to be as good as him some day. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, no more mediocre essays and mere simple english! my new best friends are Dictionaries and Novels! haha, just joking on that last part. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been afflicted with a great deal of depression. it reaches me even when i'm in my 'happy place', and it seems to find me wherever i go. Sometimes even in certain places and times which i would not have expected. well, maybe not THAT deep of depression, but more of a sense of loss. as if i just lost all hope in life, nothing but a meaningless journey to nowhere. as though i've been walking an illusionary path into a place where hope and dreams come true. i just don't know what hit me.... there's too much to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of counting, my friends aren't the best to count on for comfort. no offense to all my friends, i'm not aiming at anyone in specific. This is more of a general topic. Either that some have the intense density of a neutron star, or that the others don't have any better way of showing their care and concern... All i get is, 'it's your own fault, yourself is to blame.' 'you didn't do good enough to deserve it' and all kinds of other crap. if not, it's a strong shot of ignorance and a quick change of topic. They can't even say a measly 'i feel sorry for you' or, 'you did your best'. another source of this depression/sorrow/lifelessness/uneasyness, is none other than a lovely thick skinned criticizer i call, my mom. she is never, i repeat, NEVER satisfied with whatever i do. especially in exams..... she can overlook almost anything i'm able to do well on, and go straight to the criticism.... it's almost like a hobby to her. and guess the first line she spat at me when i told her my BI results.... (in chinese)'hmph,your grades dropped again.' WHAT A LINE! i told myself... that's only less than one tenth of what she's capable of....... i've really had it with all this. i can only take in so much! i wonder how much longer till another breakdown.... not long i bet. another thing i've noticed, is that girls get all the attention on even minor things like headaches and stuff. yes yes, 'they're girls, TOP PRIORITY'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An invisible peasant that no one knows of has lost his appetite, his mood, his enjoyment of life, his last drops of care that people have for him, and moreover, his final strands of existence in other's eyes. those lines are silently dissipating into thin air. slowly and painfully drifting away from that lowly peasant that no one seem to notice. and soon, he shall fade from this world, not knowing the truth on whether he was truly loved, wanted, or was he deceived by all whom he called friends. he shall never get to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how it hurts to leave the lime light and watch someone take your place..... oh how it stabs the heart with an endless stream of bullets and blades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here, as most of you would be dead, reading this sorrowful and mood killing blog. go on now, you can leave this desolate blog and enjoy your love while it lasts. do remember to treasure it, though this line would be meaningless until you have lost it. Until then.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-537239511870674385?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/537239511870674385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=537239511870674385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/537239511870674385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/537239511870674385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/07/major-envy-and-depression.html' title='Major Envy and Depression!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6965326574749434302</id><published>2009-07-26T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:42:56.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pertrificus Totalus! *thud*</title><content type='html'>Tropicana City mall rocks~!!!!!!! SO...... MANY...... GAME SHOPS!!!!!!!! *drools* ME WAN GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO T.T man, finally some place good to shop for a while. a new change of scenery too~ got slightly bored of 1U and sunway.... awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at subway~ i learnt to hate tomatoes and green chilli peppers there! tasted horrible.... no offense to the vege lovers out there. all else was fine. my second time at that place and i'm already loving it! my mom went to shop while i was at the arcade with 10 bucks at hand, and as a nice little boy i always was, i only used 5 bucks! awwwwww~ such a good boy... XD I tried my hand at Time Crisis 4 and some other shooting game. turns out it isn't as easy as i thought. oh well. worst part was that i 'won' last place in Daytona..... TIP: never play a track you're not good at with manual gear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIES MOVIES MOVIES! well, more like movie. cuz i'm only watching one. Harry Potter and the half blood prince! ah ah ah~ no spoilers! the movies was overall OK~ loads of love-y dovy scenes. Good for teenagers and such. then there's the awesome magicky effects! though not too much excitement. then, my mom's 'constructive criticism' took it down a notch.... still good~ still good. nothing much after that though. once there's a shuttle bus service there, or a more convenient way to get there besides by car, maybe i'll go there with my friends. yes i'm talking about you. :P well, more to game fanatics such as myself. KEKEKE! ok that's about it! i'll be taking a leisurely stroll to my ps2, which is about, what? 10 feet away? LOL! oh yeah~ i finished Resident Evil 4! YAY ME! ok, ok, enough self praise..... bye guys and girls! stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg my leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6965326574749434302?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6965326574749434302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6965326574749434302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6965326574749434302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6965326574749434302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/07/pertrificus-totalus-thud.html' title='Pertrificus Totalus! *thud*'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7315670448580937015</id><published>2009-07-17T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:24:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lonely dinner?</title><content type='html'>One chicken and mushroom omelette, spicy, hold the plate. HAHAHA! ok i was joking about the plate part, but yeah i had omelette for dinner today. by myself. at NZX. T.T that was my first time eating an omelette. quite a nice taste and the name has a good ring to it. :P i didn't want to eat anything normal, so, special it is! and i actually finished the veges for once! well, except the tomato.... Weird that when i ordered Honey Seacoconut Longan, it said Honey Seacoconut Longan. but it came out just Honey Seacoconut. and you might ask, where's the Longan? i don't know. I'm feeling very lonely these days...... Mom goes out to work almost every weekday, and i'm at home all alone. *clang* (door opening) oh, guess she's back. where was i.... oh yeah..... all alone......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a totally UNrelated topic, EXAMS ARE HERE! monthly exams start in approximately 5 days. and i still haven't start studying. Maybe just a bit. i think..... haha.... guess i couldn't care less...... haiz..... there's this thing bugging me.... swirling around my mind, and i can't seem to get it out. If i could manage to remove it temporarily, my studies might just get better. then there's the game addiction. TOO MANY GAMES!!!!!!! i just can't stop playing. HAHA, games are one of the things i don't have self control over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing the blogging season is over. everything's slowing down gradually..... studies are more important eh? it sure seems so... well, that's about all i have to say. till next times kiddies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg my leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7315670448580937015?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7315670448580937015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7315670448580937015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7315670448580937015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7315670448580937015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-lonely-dinner.html' title='My lonely dinner?'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7877005828528275347</id><published>2009-07-05T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:13:53.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tat Chee's first birthday party!</title><content type='html'>YAY HIM! for finally getting to celebrate his birthday in a proper manner. and i mean proper as in, friends, presents, loads of fun! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at about 7.30 this morning, drowsy old me was too excited about it for some reason... flipped around on the bed for the next 10 minutes, got bored. So i started my daily routine early. My mom, awakened by my constant bed shaking, got up as well! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was extremely early, but what can i say? An outing with my friends always makes me excited no matter what the occasion is. Had breakfast at McD in SS2 while my mom went to the market to get some food supplies. then sat there 'till about 9.30 and took off to my grandma's to drop some stuff and headed to the kelana LRT station. I was punctual as always, being the first one to get there. Then came Chun How, then E Wei, Cheryl, and lastly, the birthday boy Tat Chee. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our destination was sunway. Once we went on the bus, i was on constant alert on the safety of my phone. Since the horrendous incident of my phone being pick-pocketed, i'm extra careful. We strolled around the place for a while. Then went to see if we can get tickets for a movie, but the cinema was packed, so we backed out on it. We went to A&amp;amp;W afterwards for Tat Chee and the others to have their breakfast. Thinking on what to do next, we sat at the place with our tummies still full.(except E Wei's) Since going for movies was not an option anymore, we went to the skating rink, and Cheryl was right about a competition being held. so, PLAN C! karaoke~ HAHA! Tat Chee said there was a newly opened karaoke place, or whatever you call it. It was at the car parking area. which was awkward. don't ask me why it was built there, i myself would like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang a lot.(duh) Ate EVEN MORE..... and sang some more.... and for some abnormal reason, i always forget that my phone has a built-in camera.... so, i have no pictures of the place. Chun How and Cheryl should have a few. The place was cold, and it was cold....... and it was cold..... funniest part is when we sang with funny voices and laughed like maniacs! XD beautiful moments... and some, not-so-beautiful moments. :P The Cake was wonderfully delicious! erm, White chocolate cake with fruit fillings. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air conditioning was crazy, our food turned cold in the matter of minutes! It'll have to do~ the leather chairs were comfortable though. XD sang for about 4-5 hours. Nuts aren't we? HAHA, i agree. After paying for everything, we strolled around sunway even more. looked at some clothes on the way and headed home. I'm not gonna explain on the journey home as i believe most of you are half asleep by now. And my memory being as bad as it could be, i forgot the sequence of what happened above, so i'm just typing what i remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was incredibly fun, i have to admit, even if there was only 5 people. Maybe it's because i rarely get to go out with friends so i might be overreacting. It was fun for me at least, we all had tons of laughter, so i doubt anyone didn't have fun.(try not to get confused on that last line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg my leave~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7877005828528275347?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7877005828528275347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7877005828528275347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7877005828528275347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7877005828528275347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/07/tat-chees-first-birthday-party.html' title='Tat Chee&apos;s first birthday party!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1547689281997089729</id><published>2009-07-04T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:24:32.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just ain't as it used to be eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My mom finally took her car for a wash. turns out it was a bad choice. The door handle popped off when we came back to the car from Giant after my tuition. She said that everytime she takes the car for a wash, something bad always happens. i've never gotten the chance to confirm that myth of hers but, the handle did come off..... she's taking it for a fix tomorrow morning. hope i could make it to the lrt station in time tomorrow. definitely DONT want to be late. nothing much to post about these days.... monthly exams arrive in approximately 2 weeks, if my sources are right..... *sighs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well then, my fingers hinder me from typing more stuff, so i'll be stopping here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i beg my leave~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1547689281997089729?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1547689281997089729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1547689281997089729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1547689281997089729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1547689281997089729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-aint-as-it-used-to-be-eh.html' title='Just ain&apos;t as it used to be eh?'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7190796798185764670</id><published>2009-06-28T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:01:16.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fruitful excursion.</title><content type='html'>Today was the day that i went out for my first SHOPPING SPREE! having said that..... i feel like a woman.....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways....... me and my mom went to ...... somewhere....... from nasi lemak breakfast. Beef rendang and all those good stuff. the meal costed a whole 17 bucks! like...... TOTALLY OVER PRICED! but still, the food there was great! compared to the normal nasi lemak. *whiff whiff* I SMELL TOMYAM! my mom's cooking right now...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so..... after that, we went to 1 Utama shopping mall hoping to get tickets for the transformers movie. which, we failed.... so, PLAN B! Terminators~ (notice that i did NOT capitalize the T for transformers. HEHE!) bought the 2.20 ticket, OH! i saw Jonathan! LOL, was no big deal. i had a feeling i'd meet someone there. who woulda guessed that it was Jon. XD *coughs* urgh....smoke from the kitchen.... Well,went scavenging for games, and turns out that 1 Utama has become the worst place to buy games...... mom went to look for new clothes for your information. she couldn't be following me all over the place scouting for games right...? then went to this nick nack shop next to old town white coffee to look for a present for a certain someone on a certain date that is nearing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! my mom came back with a plastic bag. and inside contains clothes.... OH not for her, they're for ME.... like....:O awkward as it is... at least i got some new clothes.....4 to be exact.... Hit the ground floor for some drinks and ice cream and zoomed for Jusco to find myself a new jacket. there was nothing much to my interest, and it was a little pricy, so we decided to move out. Mom went to Hush Puppies looking for shoes and again, it was pricy. OUT WE GO! Mineral water, check! candy, check! OFF WE GO TO THE CINEMA! lol, i had with me as a movie snack, an XXL chupa chups lolipop with GUM! GUM I SAY! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE.....................................................DING! movie over! it was ok... robots were cool, a little humour here and there, not a bad movie overall. After the movies, we went to change the clothes my mom bought. one of them, i didn't like, and my mom said they can make exchanges. i'm not gonna spill out what the new clothes look like. you'll just have to see for yourself. While i was there, one of their jackets caught my eye. the mighty claws of the jacket hooked my eye and pulled it out! i was screaming my lungs out! AHHAHA just kidding.... NEEWAYS, the jacket had style, wasn't too expensive... so...... HUZZAH! it r 2 b minez!!!! MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, my first time bringing so many clothes home..... all mine! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall stop here. Since i bet i'm boring most of you dead, and my dinner's turning cold and shriveled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg my leave....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7190796798185764670?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7190796798185764670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7190796798185764670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7190796798185764670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7190796798185764670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/fruitful-excursion.html' title='A fruitful excursion.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5874808701708685065</id><published>2009-06-26T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:23:56.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The King of Pop, idol to many, gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Michael Jackson. age 50. passed away on the 25th of June 2009. he left so unexpectedly, giving most of his fans, if not all, a serious shock, including me. and to commemorate him, most radio stations have been playing his songs throughout the day.'In the hours following Jackson's death, his record sales increased dramatically.' a line from Wikipedia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;News of Jackson's death spread quickly online, causing many websites to experience technical difficulties under the unanticipated swell of users. Google announced technical difficulties after a sudden swell in searches for "Michael Jackson" led the company to believe it was under attack from hackers, while social networking site Twitter reported a crash after record numbers of users used the site to spread the news of Jackson's death. Wikipedia, itself had temporarily experienced technical difficulties and crashed at 3:15 PDT reportedly due to excessive edits and user overload. Many news organizations were generally very cautious about the initial reports of his death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was indeed very well known for what that had been stated above to happen. He had over 50 concerts to perform and billions of fans waiting for him, only to find out about this saddening news. What he has done shall be recorded in history, and he shall be remembered and cherished forever. The one and only King of Pop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The success he has worked for and deeds he has done for the world can be read at the wiki (obviously) if anyone is interested. It really hasn't hit me yet though..... that Michael passed away....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5874808701708685065?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5874808701708685065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5874808701708685065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5874808701708685065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5874808701708685065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-of-pop-idol-to-many-gone.html' title='The King of Pop, idol to many, gone...'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3686762459149553754</id><published>2009-06-23T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:56:42.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;'How much did you get for your BM?', '28..', 'Add Math?', '75..' 'Huh.... you failed your BM.... i bet your sejarah wont be any better. i expected more from you. at least a B..... instead you fail... how are you going to fit into society when you grow up? i really don't know how you're supposed to take care of yourself without me.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'I don't care what you got for your other subjects. you have failed your BM and sejarah, the two most important subjects. i have nothing else to say. i don't even want to go take your report card.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'How can you fail your BM and sejarah? do you know how disappointed i am? So what if you got A for your other subjects? you fail your BM and you are gone. i'm not gonna take care of you when you grow up. you're just like your father's side of the family. they're all useless. none of them went to college and i dont expect anything better from you.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Later when your sister or that son of your father does better than you, how am i supposed to show my face? they'll mock me saying i can't teach my own son. how embarrassing that is.... i want you to be better than them. i don't want to lose to that father of yours.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3686762459149553754?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3686762459149553754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3686762459149553754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3686762459149553754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3686762459149553754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-much-did-you-get-for-your-bm-28.html' title=''/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-932297563219616809</id><published>2009-06-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:43:41.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak of the devil... Literally....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; I'm using Opera to type this post so it might look longer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just found out about an hour ago that today was father's day. it wasn't a big deal till just now....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, me and my mom went out with my grandma and aunty and cousin. A dinner at a chicken rice shop at Jalan Gasing.... wherever THAT is. I know it's somewhere near the Catholic school. NEEWAYS..... we were eating merrily at the diner until....... we were about to pay and was gonna sit for a while to chat and stuff...... THEN..... HE came..... my freaking father..... like wtc man!!!!! i don't meet him on any other regular day but i meet him exactly ON father's day? what dreaded curse has been brought upon me to have such a terrible fate. to meet the only person i DO NOT WISH TO SEE on that particular day. Good thing we were just about to pay too......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my aunt saw him first as they sat at a table where my aunt had a good view over. she whispered to my mom. 'hey, your ex ah!' when she said that, we were all astonished! well, maybe except for my grandma as she doesn't know a single word in english. so, she was oblivious to the situation. HAHAHA! we quickly hushed one of the workers over and paid them A.S.A.P. My mom and the ***** made eye contact....... it was quite the situation actually. i couldn't get a peek at anyone because there was a stinkin pillar between me and their table. i was like, WHERE? WHERE? my cousin said to me, 'still can't see? they're right behind me!' and because of that bloody pillar, i couldn't see crud.... after paying, my and my mom went on ahead while aunty and my cousin waited for grandma. from what i heard, the ***** and my dad had a baby. A 2 year old if i'm not mistaken. That's actually good to hear, since my father won't be bothering me now he has another son. XD they said they didn't see my sis though. so then we talked about it on the way home and laughed like shyt. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's about it for today. haha, weird coincidence...... or is it...?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-932297563219616809?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/932297563219616809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=932297563219616809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/932297563219616809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/932297563219616809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/speak-of-devil-literally.html' title='Speak of the devil... Literally....'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5721898249731243640</id><published>2009-06-19T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:26:47.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged once again.</title><content type='html'>Level 1&lt;br /&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigarette&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex On The Cheek&lt;br /&gt;(X) Drank Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;(X) Are / Been In Love&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Dumped&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Fired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Crush On An Older Person&lt;br /&gt;(X) Skipped School&lt;br /&gt;( ) Slept With A Co-worker&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seen Someone / Something Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To Paris&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been On A Plane&lt;br /&gt;( ) Thrown Up From Drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5&lt;br /&gt;(X) Eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;( ) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship&lt;br /&gt;(X) Taken Pain Killers&lt;br /&gt;(X) Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have&lt;br /&gt;( ) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Snow Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Tea Party&lt;br /&gt;(X) Flown A Kite&lt;br /&gt;( ) Built A Sand Castle&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played Dress Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Sledging&lt;br /&gt;(X) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Lonely&lt;br /&gt;(X) Fallen Asleep At Work / School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9&lt;br /&gt;( ) Watched The Sun Set&lt;br /&gt;( ) Felt An Earthquake&lt;br /&gt;( ) Killed A Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 10&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Tickled&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Robbed / Vandalized&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 11&lt;br /&gt;(X) Won A Contest&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Suspended From School&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had Detention&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 12&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had / Have Braces&lt;br /&gt;( ) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;( ) Danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 13&lt;br /&gt;(X) Hated The Way You Look&lt;br /&gt;(X) Witnessed A Crime&lt;br /&gt;( ) Pole Danced&lt;br /&gt;(X) Questioned Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 14&lt;br /&gt;( ) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Lost&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World&lt;br /&gt;(X) Swam In The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;( ) Felt Like You Were Dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 15&lt;br /&gt;(X) Cried Yourself To Sleep&lt;br /&gt;(X) Played Cops And Robbers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers&lt;br /&gt;(X) Sang Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;(X) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 16&lt;br /&gt;(X) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made a Prank Phone Call&lt;br /&gt;(X) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed In The Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 17&lt;br /&gt;( ) Written A Letter To Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;( ) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About&lt;br /&gt;(X) Blown Bubbles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 18&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People&lt;br /&gt;(X) Gone Rollerskating / Blading&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Wish Come True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 19&lt;br /&gt;( ) Worn Pearls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jumped Off A Bridge&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swore at the teacher, in front of them&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swam With Dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 20&lt;br /&gt;( ) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed A Fish&lt;br /&gt;( ) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sat On A Roof Top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 21&lt;br /&gt;(X) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lung&lt;br /&gt;( ) Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours&lt;br /&gt;( ) Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 22&lt;br /&gt;( ) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) Climbed A Tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had/Been In A Tree House&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 23&lt;br /&gt;(X) Believed In Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Streaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 24&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played with Chickens&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Amused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 25&lt;br /&gt;( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later&lt;br /&gt;( ) Caught A Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;(X) Laughed So Hard You Cried&lt;br /&gt;(X) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 26&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had Someone Moon/Flash You&lt;br /&gt;(X) Cheated On A Test&lt;br /&gt;(X) Forgotten Someones Name&lt;br /&gt;( ) French Braided Someones Hair&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;br /&gt;(X) Tried to hurt yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 27&lt;br /&gt;(X) Rode A Roller Coaster&lt;br /&gt;( ) Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;( ) Black-Mailed Someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Black Mailed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 28&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Used&lt;br /&gt;( ) Fell Going Up The Stairs&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bitten Someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a friend from A-Z.&lt;br /&gt;A - Adrian &lt;br /&gt;B - Britney (Prinny)&lt;br /&gt;C - Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;D - Daniel&lt;br /&gt;E - Eugene&lt;br /&gt;F -&lt;br /&gt;G -&lt;br /&gt;H -Hong Jie&lt;br /&gt;I - Ivy&lt;br /&gt;J - Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;K -Kian Yip&lt;br /&gt;L -Leonard&lt;br /&gt;M -Marcus&lt;br /&gt;N - Ng Chun How&lt;br /&gt;O -&lt;br /&gt;P -Pui Shan&lt;br /&gt;Q -&lt;br /&gt;R - Rachael&lt;br /&gt;S - Su Man&lt;br /&gt;T - Tat chee&lt;br /&gt;U -&lt;br /&gt;V -Valerie&lt;br /&gt;W - Wan E Wei&lt;br /&gt;X - &lt;br /&gt;Y -Yee Juinn&lt;br /&gt;Z -Zack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Can R and S get together in BGR?[boy girl relationship]&lt;br /&gt;Answer : IF they're les~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: How is L related to you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : He's a funny friend, no blood relation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Does Y know Z?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : They're from the same primary school but i doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: If C betrays you, will you kill him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Answer :she wont.... will she?  it also depends on which Cheryl you're talking about. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: If K steals your boyfriend, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : forgive HIM. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: If B tells you that he/she has a crush on you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : Prinny?????..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Will you and M get into a fight?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : I don't think we will....peaceful people we are....XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Who does K have a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : How would i know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: If L calls you bitch, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : I'll laugh! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: What's the relationship between you and E?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: Who does Z like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : another one of those questions which makes me say, : I DONT KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: Who is I's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : Nicole DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: What color does Y like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : I'll get back to you on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: Where does F live?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: Did you and C had a fight before?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : nope. or at least, i dont think so~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: Who is H's best friend? &lt;br /&gt;Answer : IF you really wanna know, ask him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: What can you say about T? &lt;br /&gt;Answer : hope he recovers from the trauma he's having....poor guy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: If J tells you he/she have a crush on you? &lt;br /&gt;Answer : Stay away dude~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: Who is G's idol? &lt;br /&gt;Answer : N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Tag 10 people to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;-I&lt;br /&gt;-Am&lt;br /&gt;-Thou&lt;br /&gt;-And&lt;br /&gt;-Thou&lt;br /&gt;-Art&lt;br /&gt;-I&lt;br /&gt;-I&lt;br /&gt;-Am&lt;br /&gt;-Orpheus&lt;p&gt;master of strings~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5721898249731243640?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5721898249731243640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5721898249731243640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5721898249731243640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5721898249731243640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-once-again.html' title='Tagged once again.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-2395217381867322286</id><published>2009-06-18T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:23:15.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Translations</title><content type='html'>Here are some translations from spanish to english. enjoy! XD i now use some of the sentences in my conversations. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;SPANISH : ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;1."Te voy a matar" : "Im going to kill you!"&lt;br /&gt;2."No dejes que escape : "Dont let him get away&lt;br /&gt;  de la isla viva"       from the island alive"&lt;br /&gt;3."Mira!... esta herido" : "Look! he is hurt"&lt;br /&gt;4."Ahi esta!" : "There he is"&lt;br /&gt;5."Morir es vivir" : "To die is to live"&lt;br /&gt;6."Gojedlo!" : "Grab him!"&lt;br /&gt;7."Detras de ti, imbecil!" : "Behind, you imbecil!"&lt;br /&gt;8."Te coji!" : "Gotcha!" or "I **** you"&lt;br /&gt;9."Muere, muere...." : "Die, die...."&lt;br /&gt;10."Sera mejor que empiezes a rezar" : "You Better&lt;br /&gt;                                      start praying"&lt;br /&gt;11."Basta hijo de ****" : "Stop you son of *****"&lt;br /&gt;12."Matenlo!" : "Kill HIM!"&lt;br /&gt;13."Muerete!" : "DIE!"&lt;br /&gt;14."Te voy a romper en pedazos" : "I'll break you&lt;br /&gt;                                 into pieces"&lt;br /&gt;15."Un forastero!" : "A foreigner!" or "A stranger!"&lt;br /&gt;16."Cerebro, cerebro, cerebro" : "Brain, brain, brain"&lt;br /&gt;17."Es hora de     : "Is time to&lt;br /&gt;   aplastar(lo)"     crush (crush him)"&lt;br /&gt;19."Puedes correr pero  : "You can run but&lt;br /&gt;   no resistir"           you can't resist"&lt;br /&gt;20."Te voy hacer : "I'll make you&lt;br /&gt;   picadillo"      mincemeat"&lt;br /&gt;21."Sos cerdo" : "You are a pig"&lt;br /&gt;22."Donde estas?!" : "Where are you?!"&lt;br /&gt;23."Esta en la trampa!" : "She/He's in the trap"&lt;br /&gt;24."Dale!" : "Hit him!"&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-2395217381867322286?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/2395217381867322286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=2395217381867322286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2395217381867322286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2395217381867322286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/translations.html' title='Translations'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3271727386557960509</id><published>2009-06-18T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:57:17.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggie~</title><content type='html'>I just wanna do this cuz i'm bored......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1.What is your name : Woo Han Zhang a.k.a A Doofus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:6;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:6;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:24;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2. A four Letter Word : sane...(which i am definitely not!)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;3. A boy's Name : Vince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;4. A girl's Name: Rica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;5. An occupation : Physicist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;6. A color : Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;7. Something you'll wear : Long sleeves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;8. A drink : Honey milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;9. A food : Black pepper chicken chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: Soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;11. A place :  home&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;12. A reason for being late : i got dragged into the third dimension through a portal on my way to school. A bunch of overgrown baboons who call themselves humans captured me and made me their slave for 3 seconds when i outsmarted them with my uncomparable wits and intelligence. Then I killed every one of them with half a loaf of bread and a butterknife. I traveled back to this world with the help of that weird inter-dimensional tansportation terminal in the bathroom. Then I rushed to school and i'm standing here in front of you now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;13. Something you'd shout : AHI ESTA! XD&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;14. A movie title : Chicked Little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;15. A book title : Harry Potter&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;16. A musical group : Sesame Street?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;17. An animal : Doorknob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;18. A street name : Douchnozzle @ van der waals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;19. A type of car : two-wheeler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;20. The title of a song : BURN MY DREAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag the people who don't wanna do this! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3271727386557960509?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3271727386557960509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3271727386557960509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3271727386557960509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3271727386557960509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/taggie.html' title='Taggie~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-2703415462758630728</id><published>2009-06-15T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:29:36.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;School pressure is back! not that it's gone to start with....... i just hate it...... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Results are back, one by one.....gonna get my scolding later so i better prepare plenty of plasters...XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope i survive~! now, i have some homework to attend to, will be back soon! If i live through the nightmare i'm gonna experience later. NEEWAYS~ BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-2703415462758630728?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/2703415462758630728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=2703415462758630728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2703415462758630728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2703415462758630728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/aaahhhhh.html' title='AAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5967733553675319922</id><published>2009-06-14T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:30:21.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNIP SNIP!</title><content type='html'>lol, i just got my hair cut. it r 2 b extremely short. well, THAT sure had improved my day~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the board of education dare cut my hair again, either they're blind, or that they have bad judgment of length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, got my hair cut, that's about it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5967733553675319922?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5967733553675319922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5967733553675319922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5967733553675319922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5967733553675319922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/snip-snip.html' title='SNIP SNIP!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8262263719100716380</id><published>2009-06-14T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T11:30:14.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of the holidays.</title><content type='html'>It's the last day of the holidays, and i'm most likely gonna spend it at home. there's no where to go, no one to spend it with.... such lonely times.....ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last two weeks were, OK..... not actually enjoyful but, OK..... let's see what i can conjure up to make today better. hmmm.......PS2? nah....... MH? nah....... ok, i just ran out of options. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone has any ideas for some fun today please let me know, i don't want to bore my butt off at home. All i've been doing for the past week is mainly PS2 and computer games... not much outside activity besides tuition and went out with cousins once..... I even missed one of the best events of the year, 'NO, you can't go, who knows what dangers there will be, and if something happens who's gonna take responsibility?' haiz..... my mom does have a point..... but still.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new 3Rs! Realize, Regret, Resolution! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and that song i just put in here is nice. have a go at it, it's old but still good. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8262263719100716380?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8262263719100716380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8262263719100716380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8262263719100716380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8262263719100716380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-day-of-holidays.html' title='Last day of the holidays.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-2199164056574900865</id><published>2009-06-03T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:55:58.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A normal update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am now mildly irritated and feel like breaking something in half, AND i have nothing better to do, i'll just pass my time blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So........uhh........well.... nothing much to say really.... I'm all into games these days and i'm spending most of my time gaming since i have nothing else better to do. Then there's tuition... one of the things that are irritating me this moment, and SO MUCH MORE...... The teenage life is as bad as they said it should be. Wonderful~.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Either way, i don't know what i'm gonna do later.... and tomorrow.... and the day after that...... and so on. hmm... nothing much to look forward to though.... besides maybe....... the start of school? nah.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes i just wish time could pass more quickly..... other times, it's the other way around. You should know what i mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that was a load of crap.... at least i wasted a few precious moments of yours.... you should thank me! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, just kidding. go, go and get on with your lives. We'll be in touch. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-2199164056574900865?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/2199164056574900865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=2199164056574900865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2199164056574900865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/2199164056574900865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-update.html' title='A normal update.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7324118693670882553</id><published>2009-05-31T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:21:52.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at da movies</title><content type='html'>MOVIES!!!! WITH COUSINS~ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; written above, my and my cousins went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IOI&lt;/span&gt; mall after tuition to watch Night at the Museum. lazy to describe, but it was funny. A good watch. I bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Diablo&lt;/span&gt; II again out of nostalgia, since my disc was busted anyway. My cousin wanted to buy new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; to watch for the holidays, and i kind of...... gave him a little 'push' towards an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; called Tales of the Abyss, which some of you should already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i tried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pataya&lt;/span&gt; fried rice, or, fried rice wrapped in egg. either way, i asked the chef not to put the tomato sauce, and the result is, well....... tasteless...... the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chilli&lt;/span&gt; he gave was not satisfying..... I resorted to using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hokkien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mee's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chilli&lt;/span&gt; as a substitute. Satay was ordered as a side dish because the fried rice won't satiate my hunger. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, summary, tuition, dinner, movies, home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Diablo&lt;/span&gt;, blog, and the rest is future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be seeing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7324118693670882553?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7324118693670882553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7324118693670882553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7324118693670882553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7324118693670882553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/night-at-da-movies.html' title='Night at da movies'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-4650543119960569008</id><published>2009-05-29T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:44:14.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Fun! and more to come!</title><content type='html'>First day of the holidays! I didn't go to school, so it counts as a holiday, dont argue~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, morning, usual stuff, set the alarm to 10am so i can wake up to play mousehunt(i got addicted). Went NZX for breakfast since mom didn't cook. Went out for badminton at 12 or so,(thanks again for the lift Cheryl!), practiced a heck lot and i'm improving little by little. XD played-rest-played more-lunch(drank a bit)-played again-(private and confidential)-went NZX for dinner- and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long routine ain't it? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEEWAYS~ i'm bored, so i think i'll go play Resident Evil 4. I'm not scared of people with parasites that have very sharp tails popping out of their headless necks! OR big clumsy gray giants that can crush me in a split second! SURE AIN'T!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-4650543119960569008?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/4650543119960569008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=4650543119960569008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4650543119960569008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4650543119960569008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-fun-and-more-to-come.html' title='Great Fun! and more to come!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8624742706154832312</id><published>2009-05-28T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:40:24.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE EXAMS AND HELLO HOLIDAYS~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER! and everyone in our school are in high spirits that the dreaded mid terms are G.O.N.E!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now it's just play, play and PLAY LIKE CRAP~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow, i actually lost the mood to blog? NEEWAYS~ i have nothing much to say except to enjoy your holidays before our results come back. Dooms day is around the corner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A door is open and it is ajar, a jar is open and is it adoor?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8624742706154832312?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8624742706154832312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8624742706154832312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8624742706154832312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8624742706154832312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-exams-and-hello-holidays.html' title='GOODBYE EXAMS AND HELLO HOLIDAYS~!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6197025038594416240</id><published>2009-05-26T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:16:40.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUST.......KEEP......BLOG........ALIVE~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;BREATH! BREATH DAMMIT! .....................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor: sorry, we've done all we could, your blog..... just couldn't live on......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: *cries like crap*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor: don't worry, get a new one. it's free anyways~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME: OK! *walks off*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor: HEY YOUR HOSPITAL BILL!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME: sorry, can't hear you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and so, my life continues, AND that doctor still couldn't find me. HAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6197025038594416240?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6197025038594416240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6197025038594416240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6197025038594416240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6197025038594416240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/mustkeepblogalive.html' title='MUST.......KEEP......BLOG........ALIVE~~~'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-422892275598066682</id><published>2009-05-25T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:03:45.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days, and so on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;3 more days of exams.... then, FREEDOM~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And in another story, i think most of my friends now have facebook accounts. hahahahahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nothing else to post. so................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hm......................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;uhh............................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bye........................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now..........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-422892275598066682?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/422892275598066682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=422892275598066682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/422892275598066682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/422892275598066682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-more-days-and-so-on.html' title='3 more days, and so on.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3102177275375921608</id><published>2009-05-18T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:40:16.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS, first day over, eight more days to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today's exams, today's ONLY exam. Which was enough to give me a stroke for the next week, is ADD MATH!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This particular math exam, was, up till now, the only math exam that succeeded in making me nervous and tense. Even the first term paper wasn't that hard. Well, there's nothing much to talk about for the paper, no point explaining. The only interesting part is the last 5 minutes, i was utterly shaking.... i haven't even finished my paper... new record people. I managed to do everything(besides the ones that i don't know) except! the last section of the last part of the last question..... i was AND still am VERY PISSED!!!!! number 20)d)ii)..........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ENOUGH about exams, even though we(my school friends) have 8 more torturing days to go. WE got our class photo today, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ROX&lt;/span&gt;! me happy~ except for the part where i look like some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;freakshow&lt;/span&gt; that escaped from a circus in Alaska...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, in the mid afternoons, E Wei, Cheryl and I were sitting at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NZX&lt;/span&gt; Corner(a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;roti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;canai&lt;/span&gt; shop, not the corner of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NZX&lt;/span&gt; =.=) drinking and studying away. Even though Cheryl almost finished her exams, THANKS FOR HELPING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BM......Then HISTORY......HURRAH....... get rid of ALL the worst subject first. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH YEAH E WEI! THANKS FOR THE FLOWER! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;XDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's about all, hope i didn't miss out anything. Let's hope for the best till our exams finish, then it'll BE the best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Patience is not a virtue, it is a waste of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3102177275375921608?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3102177275375921608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3102177275375921608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3102177275375921608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3102177275375921608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-first-day-over-eight-more-days-to.html' title='EXAMS, first day over, eight more days to go...'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6951889550246836867</id><published>2009-05-16T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:25:40.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reply to Jia Bao's discussion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, let's think of it this way. what makes you think God exists? what's your proof? I'm not trying to anger anyone here, i'm just stating the facts. There's no proof that God exists, so no point convincing yourself that one does exist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, i think these religions are just a way to control people so that they won't do bad things that are against their teachings. Like, of you steal, God will punish you like this like that. It's to scare people so that they won't do bad things. In my opinion that is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No body literally knows how humans, or any other living thing in that fact, were created. i can say they were microorganisms and they evolved into humans, others can say God created them. These are just theories, no real proof has been dug up yet.... and on how the world and such was created, you should ask an astronomer, they'll have all your answers. it's too long and dull to explain it here. it has something to do with the gravity field pulling in stones and dust in space, forming a planet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, to summarize it all up. i don't THINK God exists as there is no proof to it. i KNOW it is just to make sure people follow the law and to minimize threats. no one knows how we humans and other living things were created. Planets are created by gravitational forces caused by the sun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This should satisfy your questions. as as i have said before, don't get angry with me, i'm just giving my opinions as how Jia Bao asks these questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6951889550246836867?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6951889550246836867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6951889550246836867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6951889550246836867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6951889550246836867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/reply-to-jia-baos-discussion.html' title='Reply to Jia Bao&apos;s discussion.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8266482039488623768</id><published>2009-05-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:46:42.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, May 15th, is Aaron Lim Li Ren's 16th birthday! WHOOPEE~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, that's about it actually. haha, bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8266482039488623768?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8266482039488623768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8266482039488623768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8266482039488623768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8266482039488623768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5120134726980912732</id><published>2009-05-13T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:49:52.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair cutting fiesta~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Free hair cuts! Free hair cuts! come one come all! oops, too late, it had already happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning, the whole morning session had been detained for a check up, on HAIR! yup, call them sweepers to clean up what's left of human DNA from the assembly grounds. There was indeed a mass hair snipping event where the students had their hair cut by our lovely discipline teacher, non other than, Mr. Ananda! and of course, lets not forget En.Ravi who helped out in this particular event. With the full support of Puan.Tham and the school's head mistress Puan.Norha(for a second there, i almost forgot her name....), they were cutting away merrily as hair started falling from the direction of the Form 5's lining area, or what's left of it when the teachers were done. hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it's the Form 4's. My friends put up a good fight on saying that the teachers aren't allowed to cut their hair and such. But their efforts were futile, because warnings were indeed given 2 days ago. So, we all got our hair cut. and, i've lost my tail! T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was considered lucky to only have my 'tail' get cut, the others suffered far worse than what i've been through. some lost their fringes!(not fingers, don't misread) lol. It's no big deal really, but they HAD to make something out of nothing, or as they say, to make a mountain out of a mole hill. It's just a bit of hair. It'll grow back. haha, teenagers. (even though i am one myself.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, i was abruptly interupted by Mr.Ballz and our lovely physics teacher and just forgot what i was going to say. So i guess i'll end it here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye my beautiful readers! (even if i can't see you)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5120134726980912732?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5120134726980912732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5120134726980912732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5120134726980912732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5120134726980912732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/hair-cutting-fiesta.html' title='Hair cutting fiesta~!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5787900770870827882</id><published>2009-05-11T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:52:00.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showdown during the assembly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In this corner, weighing, very huge, height of, very tall, Mr George...Lee, if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not mistaken. AND in this corner, weighing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;.... very little, height of, *coughs*... not so tall... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Puan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thum&lt;/span&gt;- I MEAN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PUAN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;THAM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Round 1!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, here we go, everyone was singing the national anthem merrily, except the few whom are courageous enough to not sing.(big whoop...) They were called up to the stage for another roll of singing, in which, George kindly refused by ignoring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Puan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thum&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;GGHHHGMMMGHMGGMMM&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry, phlegm. As i was saying.... George kindly refused the privilege to stand on the stage and sing the national anthem once more. So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tham&lt;/span&gt; here, repeatedly called him up, then he shouted in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; in a very rude way, 'What did i do???'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'You didn't sing the national anthem' and it goes on, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Tham&lt;/span&gt; then threatens George to call his mom, He went into a mild frenzy and shouted, 'GO CALL LA! ** *** ***'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some started laughing, i also, giggled a bit at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;humourous&lt;/span&gt; language that was being used. After that, nothing much worth mentioning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder if we'll see him tomorrow, or will he get kicked out. who knows~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good thing the head mistress didn't come to school today, so i am still keeping the record going. And tomorrow, there should be a spot check on hair, hope i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get caught being too fashionable. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've also started reading the Harry Potter series, at a very bad time... just before exams.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; done. still don't feel like studying though.....*sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5787900770870827882?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5787900770870827882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5787900770870827882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5787900770870827882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5787900770870827882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/showdown-during-assembly.html' title='Showdown during the assembly'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-4015635919590228249</id><published>2009-05-10T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:27:56.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rampage at the buffet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This post is about yesterday. Since i came home at about 10PM and was busy playing RE:4, so i decided to just post it today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to a steamboat buffet somewhere near Sunway yesterday with me cousins. So, we were lucky to be the first ones to go in, because, if not, we'll have to wait in line. Which wasn't fun. The chicken wings there were extremely delicious, so, everytime the new batch arrives, it'll be gone before you can say, 'thigmomorphogenesis'. literally, you'll be seeing people readying plates and snatching them with lightning fast reflexes. Since we were one of the first to be able to go in. My mom took 3/4 of the first batch just in case. hahahah a new batch arrives every 15 minutes, go figure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This IS a steamboat buffet, so there's loads of food, and ice cream, and 'kuih' and lots more! ok, i'm overreacting, it's been years since i went to a buffet anyway. Walked to Sunway after that for 2 hours of window shopping. And since the majority were females, my mom, my cousin's mom, my cousin, wait...... now that i think of it.... it's even. Anyways, they still went to shop for girl stuff, so we had to endure the excruciating torture of..... erm..... nevermind......i'll stop before the girls come looking for me..... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got home at about 10, played Resident Evil:4 and slept. had the most terrifying dream ever..... yeesh......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll stop here. getting bored of typing. *yawn*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FACEBOOK, HERE I COME BABY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-4015635919590228249?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/4015635919590228249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=4015635919590228249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4015635919590228249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4015635919590228249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/rampage-at-buffet.html' title='Rampage at the buffet.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5343117920141480104</id><published>2009-05-07T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:14:34.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A weird irritation behind my back, or, all around me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This post is going to be long, and so, you have been warned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, the first five periods of school were free periods! how enjoyful is that?! Very.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, went to the library, i went to borrow the first book in the Harry Potter series, E Wei pointed out that the author had an excellent command of english and i could learn something from it, so i borrowed it. I should be able to finish by ....erm...... Saturday maybe? there's this weird thing about it. After i borrowed the book, i've been having this weird irritating feeling for the rest of the day, and it wasn't fun. Not in the slightest. Maybe it's fear of responsibility. Or maybe it's something else....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK enough of all that weird stuff. Next, went to the KFC in the Giant at Kelana Jaya with me ma' and grand mama'. I've had more than enough to make me burp with the aroma of KFC up till now. and it's 10pm. Afterwards, went into giant for a little shopping spree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While paying(which is my mom's job), i saw a kid at the next counter holding a toy, grasping it tightly. It reminded me of my childhood, whenever i bought a new toy, i'll be holding it till i get home and i'll be very eager to try it. i miss the old days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as usual, i'm laid back, typing this post while eating malt chocolate and relaxing on the most uncomfortable chair you can afford. ok, maybe i'm over exaggerating it. But still, i didn't bother to study. i reached home at about 8pm anyways, and i still HAD moral to do. So i have my excuses. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*takes a ball of Maltesers chocolate and starts sucking on it* DEEEEEEE-lish~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's about it for today. and oh, to the one that named himself as ^.^ on my cbox, please use your real name, or else i'll have to take action to making you either reveal your name, or annoy and insult the heck out of you till you leave. Your cooperation is appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5343117920141480104?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5343117920141480104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5343117920141480104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5343117920141480104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5343117920141480104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/weird-irritation-behind-my-back-or-all.html' title='A weird irritation behind my back, or, all around me.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-7766313593876632610</id><published>2009-05-04T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:37:48.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did not sing the school anthem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I couldn't think of a better title. can you? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, the point is, i got caught NOT singing the school anthem today. That's one of the benefits of being in the first class, you have the teachers in sight, and so do they...... So, i didn't sing the school anthem today because i didn't want to as usual, and guess what? The principal joined me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She came towards me and stood on my right, she told me to sing, the school anthem was over, the only thing left was the state song(or whatever you call it), and the national anthem. I don't mind singing them anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To tell you the truth, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; never sang the school anthem for the past 3 years and 4 months &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been in this school. Why you ask? i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know. most probably it's because i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like this school when i first came here, it wasn't my first choice, or my second. Actually, it wasn't my choice at all! it was the damned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;government's&lt;/span&gt;. I made a promise to myself, NEVER EVER SING THE SCHOOL ANTHEM! and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; kept it till now. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's about it for today, man, it's already 10 o'clock pm. time to hit the hay/sack/bed/bomb/.44 magnum/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;katana&lt;/span&gt;/laptop/chicken/stand fan/piano/and anything else you can think of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-7766313593876632610?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/7766313593876632610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=7766313593876632610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7766313593876632610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/7766313593876632610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-did-not-sing-school-anthem.html' title='I did not sing the school anthem.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5424679747060530655</id><published>2009-05-02T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:01:51.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Movies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We(my mom and I) went to watch Powerpuff Gi- err..... i mean.... X-men Origins:Wolverine......*coughs* Don't worry, i won't put any spoilers for the ones who haven't watched. Or at least, i'll try my best not to... But that does take out all the fun of saying how great it is..... now that's hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKAY, so...... if you like gore, some violence here and there, drama, cool graphics and mind ripping mutants, this is the movie for you. It's about wolverine(duh), and his past. You'll get to see some of the old mutants like the gambit, cyclops when he was young(with all the eye lasering goodness), some new dudes, and dudads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story line is decent, or as my mom says, 'so-so only la' like she always do. It was realistic to the max! Like it always is, and so on so forth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Point is, this is a must-watch. I'll reach your doorstep and bring you to watch it if i have to!(not really.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll end this post here with a quote: dictionaries are your friends, unless you decide to throw them at people, it's their worst nightmare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5424679747060530655?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5424679747060530655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5424679747060530655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5424679747060530655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5424679747060530655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/da-movies.html' title='Da Movies!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6420694090854447391</id><published>2009-04-30T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:00:08.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Studying is boring....... wish i could just get this over with! study study study........ reading all those info on dead people and ancient history. i'll tell you what, IT'S A TOTAL BORE FEST!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes yes yes, you have to study, it's for the good of your future. Yeah i know that. Yeah i'm studying. There's no guarantee that your future will be bright after all that reading. It isn't like the guy up there wrote a letter to you saying you'll be getting a good job and an even better life. You'll have to achieve those with your own power. Uhuh, sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work hard, work hard, all your work will pay off sooner or later. and when is that? who knows!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All i know is, no point dreaming, what you want, get it, what you cant get, keep trying until you are sure there's no way to obtain it. Then, LIVE WITH IT......... Aiming for 5As minimum, Exams are on the 18th of May. I'll see how much studying i can do until then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wishing all of you the best of luck, study hard, no goofing off, do your best, there's only one chance in life. Take it or leave it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be hitting the books, hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thou need not know the truth, as it might not be what it seems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6420694090854447391?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6420694090854447391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6420694090854447391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6420694090854447391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6420694090854447391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/reality.html' title='Reality'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-9057020207102910257</id><published>2009-04-29T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:17:25.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat rempit-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This morning, when i was cycling happily to school. I was passing through the back of the hospital, and just as i turn to the road that leads to E Wei's condo, i heard a scream. Looking back, there were 5 people, two with helmets (the mat rempits as how people call them), an indian female, a chinese female and male. Here's how it went, i saw that one of the mat rempits(of unknown race) trying to snatch the handbag of the indian female, while she was unwilling to let go, she kept pulling it back and forth, then i don't know what the other two chinese was doing since it all happened so fast. Suddenly, the mat rempit let go. I didn't know if he took anything in the bag or not. He jumped on the motorcycle and the person on the bike drove off. It all happened under 5 seconds, it was quite a startle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was 2 or 3 motorbikes following behind me, and guess what? they were all WATCHING.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personally, i couldn't really do anything to start with. I've calculated, if i were to turn my bicycle and go after them, it would be slightly too late, and i might get myself in trouble instead of saving anyone. I'll need saving myself if i were to enter that ferocious fight... Though i wonder what the other 2 or 3 motorcyclists were thinking, they could've helped if they wanted to..... I'm wimpy, i do admit that. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe i should've chucked my bicycle at them. haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E Wei had the crazy idea that if the mat rempit were to just jump on the bike, and the driver drove off before he sat, he'll split his banana(banana split, the ultimate breakdance move that can only be performed once by men, and they'll need to visit the surgery ward for the next few weeks.) and it would be really funny. HAHAHA! Or that he sat on the bike but the driver drove off so fast that the guy would fall off the bike DUE to inertia, then the driver would reverse and pick up the guy, but he reversed a bit too much, and...... well..... just imagine the positions........ XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, that's all for today's update. Nights! Curse my 10pm curfew......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-9057020207102910257?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/9057020207102910257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=9057020207102910257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/9057020207102910257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/9057020207102910257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/mat-rempit-ed.html' title='Mat rempit-ed'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8960166379705296855</id><published>2009-04-25T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:52:44.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bicycle has been tuned and slightly modified!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Long title indeed.I couldn't think of a better one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the title has mentioned, my bicycle has been tuned and modified.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The brakes were quite loose and the bicycle could still move even after i apply the brakes.I figured it was dangerous to leave it like this, so i proposed to go to a shop and fix it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went there today after tuition, was a nice and peaceful ride, with the shining sun right above me in the midst of the afternoons and the cool(not) breeze blowing in my direction causing air resistance which means i have to pedal harder, plus, it was an uphill road. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The guy tightened my brakes, shifted it to a lower angle so that it is easier to control, or so he says. Then i've set the pedal gear to the middle, larger one, so that there will be more bang for my buck. As in the bicycle will move with a faster top speed at a sacrifice of acceleration. though i do prefer acceleration over top speed, but this was an exception since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been feeling slow lately. This will also help me train my leg muscles. Two birds with one stone, or maybe the other way around if you would prefer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Point is, my bike is now faster with better brakes! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; ME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I beg my leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8960166379705296855?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8960166379705296855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8960166379705296855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8960166379705296855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8960166379705296855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-bicycle-has-been-tuned-and-slightly.html' title='my bicycle has been tuned and slightly modified!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1275490840091196739</id><published>2009-04-24T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:16:35.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm currently using my time 'wisely' to study and YET online at the same time. Though i've controlled myself not to touch the com after i'm done. i leave the msn on so that i could contact people just in case.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes yes, you have not mistaken, i have obtained the will to study. ask me why? i'll tell you. but not now. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the midterms are just around the corner, as in, you turn, then it's right there waiting.... staring with its all powerful glare.....forcing you to grab your books and........ FOOL AROUND! hahahah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, went to (insert person's name here)'s place to study. didn't literally study, but revised just a tiny wee bit of history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and now i'm here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and now i'll be dashing to the toilet to bake cakes, do my business and maybe earn some money while i'm at it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah, i'm lame but not funny..... lost the will. KBYEPOOPOOTIME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1275490840091196739?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1275490840091196739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1275490840091196739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1275490840091196739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1275490840091196739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/quick-update.html' title='quick update'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1011581068737841360</id><published>2009-04-20T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:11:11.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A peaceful day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally, one of those rare occasions where i am not emo for ONE WHOLE DAY and nothing bad has occurred anywhere near me. Just a normal, peaceful day. How delightful. It's been quite a while since i had such a day. It WAS a peaceful day, so expect this post to be more boring than usual.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll start off with a congratulatory applause to Ms.Ivy Tan Jia Bao and Ms.Nicole Leaw Hui Qing on winning third prize in last week's cooking competition with a total of NO CASUALTIES! *grand applause* lol joking. I am serious on the cooking competition, they really won third prize. it was expected since they cooked so well~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and we did the choral speaking today. Refer to Nicole's blog to get a more detailed explanation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moral class was fun. Had a good talk with the teacher and Tat Chee. hahaha,  i remember a part of the conversation, it went like this,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tat Chee: is it 'bla bla bla'?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teacher: yeah it's 'bla bla bla', you've got it right. Don't tell anyone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Han Zhang: erm, i'm right here. i can listen very clearly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me, teacher and Tat Chee: hahahahahah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*bla=moral value.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since it was moral class, and moral was one of the worst subjects that i cannot master, so i forgot what that moral value he said, or any other moral value to start with! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then the twins went missing, though i am going to respect their privacy and NOT ask what happened. Even though i am very curious....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything went on normally after that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*fast forward*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK TIME TO GO HOME. (walking to my bicycle)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fix up everything and getting ready to leave when, out of the blue, i almost snapped my lock into the holder full of bird excretion! i was amazed on how a bird can accurately excrete its faeces into a slip hole 0.4cm wide.... anyways, took out my merit card that was in PERFECT(sarcasm) condition, and placed tissue at the tip of the card, and swiped it through the slip. Removed what's left of the tissue, and went on my way, while having that grotesque feeling running through my mind...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whelp, that's about it on my exquisite day of peace and normality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G'bye my beloved and dearest of readers~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahhahahahahhahahahahhhahaahahahahahhahhaahhaaahhahaahahhahahhhahahahahahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1011581068737841360?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1011581068737841360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1011581068737841360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1011581068737841360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1011581068737841360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/peaceful-day.html' title='A peaceful day.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-4176563965744491674</id><published>2009-04-19T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:42:17.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past that allures me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am feeling very nostalgic these days... i miss my past, my childhood. when my dad was still with me. my old friends. when there was nothing in the world that could make me worry. everything was peaceful, so calm and perfect. As i grew and changed, so has my life. And now, this, what it has become.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know. so many things had changed. sometimes i wonder why my dad......... why my mom.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such things that i had to go through. such harsh and painful events. yes i might be living, i might not be living to the fullest. i am going to prove it all wrong! i will change it! there might still be times where i will shudder, and hide from the truth. i wish for support, from my friends and my only family. Though i rarely get encouragement, i still endure, hoping one day, i will get what i want. What i have gotten, i deserved. i have no regrets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A simple wish, takes a lifetime to be fulfilled, and only the ones near me are able to fulfill it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The love i had obtained in money and objects, but not in affection and heart felt warmth. i wish for those, but are unable to reach for even a tiny bit of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The care i had given, taken for granted. what has driven me to continue to live this long? my fear of death? the things i would miss and forget if i were to leave this world? for the sake of my mom? to prove myself wrong? what is it? i want to know. i will find out. maybe.... maybe.... to achieve my dreams and wishes..... to find it..... yes.... that might be it....... i might have found it..... will i be able to....... cherish it...... will i? that.... i leave to fate, and hope it will not forsake its duty.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With this. i change my perception of life. i always say i would change..... hopefully i will be able to. with one last sentence. 'Friends, i seek your help and guidance.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please, assist me through this wretched life i now possess, and help me reach for the new, or old life, that i once had. it is not an easy job, and i cannot do it alone. And, when this new life had been given to me, i shall treasure it with all my heart. i will not let it go. never.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The tears i have shed, the new things i have gained, will not go to waste. Friends, you have my deepest and sincerest gratitude, i shall always be there, in light or in darkness, to repay the kindness, the debt i owe, for you, i will do anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-4176563965744491674?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/4176563965744491674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=4176563965744491674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4176563965744491674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4176563965744491674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-that-allures-me.html' title='The past that allures me.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3334258019721140606</id><published>2009-04-18T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:54:56.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally random shtuff..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gots&lt;/span&gt; big bar of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Toblerone&lt;/span&gt; chocolate! it r 2 b triangle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mom's friend gave chocolate! big stick chocolate, must, bash, with, chocolate stick!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*laughs maniacally*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME SMASH BOOK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rraaaaawwwwwwwrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;! smash book with chocolate! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes i have gone completely hysterical with that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Toblerone&lt;/span&gt; bar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MY CHOCOLATE BAR!@ YOU NO TOUCH! GO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AWAYYY&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i still can't get the mood to study, guess it's back to the last minute plan again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;STUDYS&lt;/span&gt; WITH CHOCOLATE BAR! THAT GOOD PLAN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YAR&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DIE DIE DIE! ME WIN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt; *coughs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, that's enough crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;shtuff&lt;/span&gt; for a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;G'BYE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3334258019721140606?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3334258019721140606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3334258019721140606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3334258019721140606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3334258019721140606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-random-shtuff.html' title='totally random shtuff..'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3552906203389146001</id><published>2009-04-15T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:40:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by a LOT of people. was NUTS!</title><content type='html'>1. Last beverage→ H2O+virus&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call → i don't get phone calls anymore.....&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message→ Jia Bao&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to→ (blank)&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried → last friday.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice → never dated before.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on? not that i would know of.&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? My dad/sis?&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special? erm.... ain't sure about this one.&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed? quite a lot. nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;12. Blue&lt;br /&gt;13. Green&lt;br /&gt;14. Yellow(and any other shiny colours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;15. Made new friends → rarely.&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love → let's just say you're closer than you think.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried → Yup&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you→ E Wei&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were→ sure did. i think.&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you→ no one talks about me in the first place.(of course, i wouldn't know)&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list→ does flying kiss count? because i've done that a lot to Adrian. XD&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have→ that depends on my wife.( if i would ever get one.)&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets-&gt; not now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got a lame joke on this question but i think it's better not to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name→ yes! desperately!&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday→ do you HAVE to remind me? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;, stayed at home. nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today? 6.15A.M.&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night→ Sleeping. (was ill, still am actually)&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for → this is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MAN's&lt;/span&gt; secret. :P&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your father→ about 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life → there are many things you do not wish to know. this is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now → the air that is flowing in and out of my ears? my stand fan? light?&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom → not that i recall.&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now? → nothing really.&lt;br /&gt;36. What's your real name → Retard number one aka Woo Han &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zhang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Relationship Status →Single&lt;br /&gt;38. Zodiac sign → Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;39. Male or female→ i am not so sure..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; BOY LA!&lt;br /&gt;40. Elementary→ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SJK&lt;/span&gt;(C) Yuk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Middle School → &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SMK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kelana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. High school → (not applicable)&lt;br /&gt;43. Hair color → Black&lt;br /&gt;44. Long or short → short&lt;br /&gt;47. What do you like about yourself?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;. my 'wonderful' life.&lt;br /&gt;48. Piercings → none&lt;br /&gt;49. Tattoos → fake children tattoos. when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Righty&lt;/span&gt; or lefty → Lefty(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; special! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;51. First surgery → none&lt;br /&gt;52. First piercing → NONE! ENOUGH ALREADY WITH THE PIERCINGS AND THE TATTOOS!&lt;br /&gt;53. First tattoo → &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend → &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Siew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kian&lt;/span&gt; Yip. i only knew his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; name but i think this is how you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined → feet ball? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;56. First pet → rabbit&lt;br /&gt;57. First vacation→ lemme get back to you on this.&lt;br /&gt;58. First concert → be more specific...&lt;br /&gt;59. First crush →"the door to my heart is barricaded " oh dear, my poetic soul is rising again.&lt;br /&gt;60. First alcohol drink → shandy?&lt;br /&gt;61. Eating → nothing.&lt;br /&gt;62. Drinking → isn't this the same with the first question?&lt;br /&gt;64. Listening to → and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; answered this too.&lt;br /&gt;65. Waiting for → this is similar with the, 'what you CANNOT wait for' question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;66. Want kids? DEPENDS ON MY WIFE  DAMMIT@&lt;br /&gt;67. Want to get married? see if i can find my other half.&lt;br /&gt;68. Careers in mind? physicist&lt;br /&gt;69. Lips or eyes → leave it to fate.&lt;br /&gt;70. Hugs or kisses → dunno.&lt;br /&gt;71. Shorter or taller → fate&lt;br /&gt;72. Older or Younger → fate&lt;br /&gt;73. Romantic or spontaneous → fate&lt;br /&gt;74. Nice stomach or nice arms → fate&lt;br /&gt;75. Tattoos or piercings→ fate&lt;br /&gt;76. Sensitive or loud → preferably sensitive on this one.&lt;br /&gt;77. Hook-up or relationship → Relationship.&lt;br /&gt;78. Trouble maker or hesitant→ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;, both are bad, how am i supposed to choose?&lt;br /&gt;79. Kissed a stranger → Sick bastards.&lt;br /&gt;80. Drank hard liquor → no. all i know is that it's bitter. yucks.&lt;br /&gt;81. Lost glasses/contacts → &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; own them. (getting very tired of typing this while my keyboard is on top of my monitor....)&lt;br /&gt;82. Sex on first date → sick and wrong on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; many levels.&lt;br /&gt;83. Broken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; heart? yeah.....&lt;br /&gt;84. Had your own heart broken → yeah.....&lt;br /&gt;85. Been arrested? no.&lt;br /&gt;86. Turned someone down → (blank)&lt;br /&gt;87. Cried when someone died → no, i was still a child back then. didn't know about death and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;89. Yourself → barely enough to survive.&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles → sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;91. Love at first sight → yeah.&lt;br /&gt;92. Heaven → maybe.&lt;br /&gt;93. Santa Claus → HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;94. Kissing on the first date? →*cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;95. Angels → i can see one. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;96. Is there one person you want to be with right now? → yes.&lt;br /&gt;97. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? → never had a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;98. Do you believe it's possible to remain faithful forever? yes, definitely&lt;br /&gt;99. What's the one thing you cannot live without? the word &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;100.Tag 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;? don't feel like afflicting anyone with this accursed and suffocating duty. knock yourself out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3552906203389146001?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3552906203389146001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3552906203389146001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3552906203389146001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3552906203389146001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/tagged-by-lot-of-people-was-nuts.html' title='tagged by a LOT of people. was NUTS!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-3283552081049871769</id><published>2009-04-11T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:33:39.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammar errors all around us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just found out that there are grammar errors at different places in the world. Since no one is perfect, we can't expect things to be always correct too, i respect that they tried their best at it. Too bad i don't have my phone with me or else i would've took pictures of it....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw one at 1 Utama today. i quote: 'have you lock your car?' the word lock, is supposed to be in past tense. and i quote yet again, :'do not leave laptops and valuebles in the car.' note that the word 'valuebles' is actually spelled like this&gt;&gt; "valuables". i am not scolding or judging them, merely just pointing out their mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This reminded me when our BI teacher at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasturi&lt;/span&gt; showed us TWO model essays in the Star newspaper. there were many mistakes in the essays that our teacher showed us. i can't believe he could notice such errors in the papers and advertisements. i do still use the dictionary from time to time and check my spellings too. i am not perfect, i am still human.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;besides that, i don't think there's anything else interesting to post today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'fate has separated us yet again'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-3283552081049871769?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/3283552081049871769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=3283552081049871769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3283552081049871769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/3283552081049871769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/grammar-errors-all-around-us.html' title='Grammar errors all around us.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-6542148853870132785</id><published>2009-04-09T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:58:48.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new resolve shall be achieved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After a chain of incidents that occured on me. I've decided to change my ways for the better, for my sake, and everyone elses. I don't know when i'll be able to achieve this resolve, but i know this, no longer shall there be " i'll try my best". Instead, it'll be " I will do it!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To all my friends, if i caused any problems or any hateful moments towards me, i sincerely apologize through this. i haven't been myself lately, i now know its not only me who has problems. I will try to be more open minded and optimistic, though i do not know how long it will last. BUT, i have to manage! I WILL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you'll see a new me soon enough! (mentally of course, i cant afford plastic surgery. hahaha!) Now i shall be studying, and YOU should too! Exams coming up in May,we can't afford to waste any more time if we wish to attain perfection! I WILL NOT LOSE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bid my old self, farewell. and HELLO TO THE NEW ME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-6542148853870132785?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/6542148853870132785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=6542148853870132785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6542148853870132785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/6542148853870132785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-resolve-shall-be-achieved.html' title='A new resolve shall be achieved!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1425235777900181985</id><published>2009-04-08T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:17:53.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Exams are coming and everyone has to start studying NOW! though i myself haven't started, but i will. soon enough.... hopefully.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be trying my best to get better results in my mid terms and maybe get myself a new phone. Same model no doubt, loved that phone. OKAY back to the main topic, i WILL get the determination to study, somehow..... i'll just have to keep telling myself..... IF i were to get bad grades..... i'm PWNED(killed,dead). XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, point is, I'll be stuffing my brain with knowledge, both useful and not-so-useful, like a die hard fan of studying and will be glad to help others if in need.(which i highly doubt...) I am aiming to be at least in the top 10th-20th, or somewhere near that gap....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best of luck to everyone, and i'll be here if you need me. right here. uhuh. sure am. here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'it seems time has seperated us.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1425235777900181985?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1425235777900181985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1425235777900181985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1425235777900181985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1425235777900181985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/preparations.html' title='Preparations'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8462068633689710541</id><published>2009-04-04T09:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T09:44:17.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weirdest dream yet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, i have dreams almost everyday of my life, i had many different dreams, and the weirdest one had just hit me in the face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;though i only remembered bits and pieces of the dream, i'll try to recall. (A reminder: this is a mere dream, nothing makes sense.) I remember starting out as a animal, i think it was a small dog... in a swimming pool area. climbed into the sewers and was messing around with the filter and water system, then a big blast of water shot me out somewhere.... Then i suddenly pop up at myself in the "Spirited Away" movie as myself. then i were to save some girl which i currently have no idea who she is... i then found her(somehow) and took her to a lift with a number 5 on it. rode it and went out to a place to take anyone back to the real world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was crowded with people, and i suddenly have a pack of chocolates and candy with me(this is getting sooo out of hand). i shared with everyone, then the frogman came in and asked what we were doing, i gave the 'guy' some of the candy and chocolate. i told him if he helped us get out of here, we'd give him more.(or something of this sort) went down into the lift, there was a big beautiful highway and a heck lot of sport cars. and Tat Chee and some other friends popped out of no where...... we all grabbed a sport car and drove off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was in the 'real world' with my brand new sports car, and for some reason, a new sleek black slide phone too! but after a while, my brakes and gas pedals of the sports car turned into bicycle pedals! though i'll have to do. Drove around pj in the car and woke up....... and i thought i really gotten a new phone and sports car..... WHAT A LET DOWN~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's it for my incredible dream.... yes you're all probably wondering why i posted this. cuz it was AWESOME! and you guys must be looking like this by now &gt;&gt; =.="&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess i'll stop the lameness and get on with my boring and unexciting life....... *whisper* my beautiful sports car and sleek black phone........ *sobs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8462068633689710541?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8462068633689710541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8462068633689710541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8462068633689710541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8462068633689710541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/weirdest-dream-yet.html' title='The weirdest dream yet!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-4456874817731766041</id><published>2009-04-03T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:12:42.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science, going up in flames.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'll start from yesterday, i didn't get to post because i was too busy doing homework.(yeah right...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah so, there was a sports activity yesterday in school, so that means, NO CLASS! except accounts... which was the last two periods so its fine. We've finally started our rocket project for physics, decided to go with potassium nitrate + sugar as fuel rather than the air pressure technique. i'll make this as short as possible though i doubt it'll be short. made the model of the rocket with the help of everyone in the group, tried out the KNO3(potassium nitrate) with sugar and saw fire spewing everywhere. Completed the first prototype rocket(named G1R) and finalized everything else. Went out to the assembly grounds with a poorly built launch pad and tried out the rocket. Lit the fuse and ran back with enthusiastic faces. And no, that thing did not fly... the fuse burned itself up, and after that... some smoke and laughter by us like the little nutcases we are and by the other class that was watching from above. then another group that was working on the same thing fired up theirs. It spewed fire, but was still on the ground..... XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK NEXT! we had some minor error in our rocket and decided to team up with our opposing...erm... i mean.... allied group. Made two more rockets with the other group and they fired theirs first in front of the physics teacher. This time it spewed fire AND moved, but didn't actually fly. Was kind of an achievement for them, then after all that, it is already accounts class, had to abandon our rocket with the ones that decided to skip class,( no offence) and from what i've heard, that did not fly either. such dissapointment....T.T i don't think my poor heart can take it! Moving on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day....(which is this morning)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finished our first two periods of moral and went to the field with the physics teacher to try out all the other rockets by the other groups in the class. ALL of them did the air pressure thing so we just saw different coloured rockets... OH and a big tragedy occurred. One of the rockets wasn't built right, and it TILTED when it was about to shoot out! It was shot out so fast that no one saw it coming. and KA-POW! one of our mercenaries went down. Such a terrible disaster.... though i am not in the liberty to say the names of the victim and the criminals. That person should be fine although that shot looked deadly. A note to that person, take care of yourself over the weekend ya, i suggest you avoid rockets for a while. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol, told you this wont be short. After that, everything was normal so, nothing left to post for now. Congratulations to those who read this far. ByeB!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-4456874817731766041?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/4456874817731766041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=4456874817731766041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4456874817731766041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/4456874817731766041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/04/science-going-up-in-flames.html' title='Science, going up in flames.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1094522178215795920</id><published>2009-03-29T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:21:02.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food of royalty, and the story of ice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OKAY! let's start. Yeah, went to Prince Cafe at SS2 this morning for breakfast. My mom had received a sudden call this morning to go there with the family, she was going to cook curry fish, so i wouldn't know which would taste better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, my mom's relatives were there before us since they planned this in the first place. Prince Cafe wasn't as classy as i thought it would be, the food was slightly above average. I ordered rice with black pepper chicken, and how i ate was quite confusing. I had to use the fork and knife to cut the chicken, then change to the spoon to eat the rice. hahaha! Drank ice blended chocolate with a small hint of mint. tastes ok without the mint, when mixed, *cough*disgusting*cough*, didn't taste that well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After finishing breakfast, all of us brought grandma back home at stayed there for a while. My cousin Shannie bought ice cream for grandma and there was a BIG piece of dry ice, so i decided to play with it. Blowing it causes it to melt quickly, forming a burst of white smoke. I played with it while eating, erm... that cup cake that is pink and yellow in colour used as an 'offering' for our ancestors. 'fat gou' in cantonese, go figure... ok, then the block of ice was left in a paper bag INSIDE another plastic bag on top of a table, which, the ice froze the paper bag, plastic bag, and the table too! was SO COOL! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Threw the thing into water and a lot of smoke blew out! the whole bowl was filled, like a layer of cloud was created. After some time the lower part of the dry ice has spikes growing out of it, meaning the water had started freezing! Wanted to play with it more but my mom said we had to go and i am not allowed to bring that piece of ice with me..... boohoo! T-T Okay maybe i was overreacting because it's my first time playing with dry ice. But still, it was awesome!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, facebook is calling for me, so i guess i'll see ya! would really wanna be ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1094522178215795920?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1094522178215795920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1094522178215795920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1094522178215795920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1094522178215795920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/food-of-royalty-and-story-of-ice.html' title='Food of royalty, and the story of ice.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-9115742935480143401</id><published>2009-03-26T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:49:16.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all them fat in MEh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah. KFC after tuition today, how nice.... Absolutely not when i learnt the fatal truth about all that chemicals, preservatives and taste enhancers in chicken and other stuff. So, my grandma had an urge to eat KFC and my mom didn't cook today, so she decided to bring her out and have it grandma's way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to the kfc that's not in giant, the one near the badminton court where Adrian lives. Ordered, sat down, ate... As i was eating my tender and juicy chicken, it hit me.... all the savory cholesterol that slowly went to my hips, and dissipates... and now i don't feel so good knowing what i am digesting inside of me.... yucks...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least i am bringing something yummy for recess tomorrow. Can't wait to take a first bite at it! sneak peeks available tomorrow at half price! And no, i ain't gonna let anyone eat it before me, except for some special circumstances. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, i still have some add math homework to do, so see ya in hell!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-9115742935480143401?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/9115742935480143401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=9115742935480143401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/9115742935480143401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/9115742935480143401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-them-fat-in-meh.html' title='all them fat in MEh!'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1761845380944560056</id><published>2009-03-24T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:02:30.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The second best day of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yup, its official.... my life is cursed and horrid. Lets trace back to just one hour ago....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just finished tuition and happily going home to fuse personas. I walked to my bicycle and tried to open the lock. i repeat, TRIED to open the lock. My lock has a very abnormal problem to it... Everytime it gets wet, it becomes much harder to open it, and this morning wasn't an exception. So as i used my mighty strength to try and open it, my key bent out of shape, desperate like any child (with a mom that has a fuse the size of an atom)would, i try to open the lock anyways, then, it snapped... i had this look on my face (&gt;_O)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Started my little excursion, walking/running towards home, which is about 2 kilometers or so. My legs are still aching if you are wondering.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah... real smooth smart boy.... its just one incident after another, isn't it... i wonder what i did to deserve such a blessing. *sighs* Just my luck i guess. I pity those who share a similar or worse fate than mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the Devil's toy begs an early retirement before his life ends in torment and pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1761845380944560056?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1761845380944560056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1761845380944560056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1761845380944560056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1761845380944560056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-best-day-of-my-life.html' title='The second best day of my life.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1313485990206493180</id><published>2009-03-21T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T12:38:05.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays coming to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally, i don't know why, but i want the holidays to end faster. Being at home is boring as hell. I'd rather go to school and be with all my beloved friends. Yes i love all of you! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't believe staying at home alone can be this depressing and lonely.*sighs* Well, at least i am going to tuition later to meet with Tat Chee and the others. Guess i'll stop here, there ain't much to post anyways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I beg my leave...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1313485990206493180?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1313485990206493180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1313485990206493180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1313485990206493180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1313485990206493180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/holidays-coming-to-end.html' title='Holidays coming to an end'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5250673991392002567</id><published>2009-03-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:29:07.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This uneasy feeling..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This thing... trapped within me,&lt;br /&gt;it wants to show,&lt;br /&gt;I keep it hidden inside,&lt;br /&gt;whether it is futile,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish it was gone,&lt;br /&gt;wish it did not exist,&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself to continue on, &lt;br /&gt;even though it persists...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comforting lies are but for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i have within me, is nothing but forever,&lt;br /&gt;it grew inside me unknowingly, unnoticed,&lt;br /&gt;without a peep, none whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When it out grew me,&lt;br /&gt;I knew it had to be,&lt;br /&gt;it cannot be stopped,&lt;br /&gt;it cannot be controlled,&lt;br /&gt;how can it be now, and not later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No longer under a shadow,&lt;br /&gt;has it to have grown,&lt;br /&gt;something out of nothing,&lt;br /&gt;a mind of its own,&lt;br /&gt;it shall last so long i shall live,&lt;br /&gt;through infinite time,&lt;br /&gt;it will not disappear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't know if this takes over,&lt;br /&gt;would it be better,&lt;br /&gt;or worsen the matter,&lt;br /&gt;I will take the risk,&lt;br /&gt;but not now, not here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;maybe the day after,&lt;br /&gt;I want to know when,&lt;br /&gt;should it end in laughter,&lt;br /&gt;or with endless sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will halt with but a warning,&lt;br /&gt;once it is born within,&lt;br /&gt;be strong and fight to win,&lt;br /&gt;should some who keep this abomination,&lt;br /&gt;beware the consequences,&lt;br /&gt;or suffer for what thou had done,&lt;br /&gt;for the consequences are second to none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5250673991392002567?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5250673991392002567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5250673991392002567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5250673991392002567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5250673991392002567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-uneasy-feeling.html' title='This uneasy feeling..'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1461312934282080086</id><published>2009-03-19T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:18:46.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ok erm..... update..... yeah...... time to update.... i am updating......now.........yeap! right now......... i am gonna type words...... very interesting words...... like......... mouse hunt. yeah! mouse hunt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's another game i started to play on facebook because i was so stinkin bored at home with nothing to do. so i decided to try it out. summary of it. The game is exciting but not really something that i would've expected. Obviously its about catching mice with devious traps. You set them up, place some bait(cheese), and let nature take its course. Check back once in a while to see if you caught any mice, upgrade your traps, buy more cheese. and.... maybe more cheese...... and they have marble cheese.... cheddar cheese is noob cheese, though its cheap...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok i guess i am done........ i'll go check on my trap now. hope i caught another bionic mouse and piss the crap outta Jonathan. HAH beat that JON! I caught a bionic mouse on my second try! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;k bye peeps!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1461312934282080086?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1461312934282080086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1461312934282080086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1461312934282080086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1461312934282080086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-update.html' title='random update'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-5158721257853863775</id><published>2009-03-16T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:51:23.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results of a birthdate and horoscope test</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am a dope when it comes to these tests, they are quite fun and interesting! and they give very different or very obvious answers. Some are lies, i don't know if the others are true, but it all comes down to what you yourself think about it. Once i start on something, i cant stop,(curse you Chun How! you made me addicted! lol) so i tried quite a few random tests. then i got bored of it... here's the last test i took. i am not gonna say if it's accurate or not. You say for yourself because, : one cannot judge one's own self. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;welp, here's my results, XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If your birthday is on the 4th day of the month&lt;br /&gt;You usually think before acting which makes your life quite easy. But you often are the one who give yourself a hard time by being paranoid. People might not truly understand you but you are really nice to be around. You are cheerful and friendly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your Love&lt;br /&gt;Still water runs deep, that's what you are. You always surprise others with your new character when you are in love. Your love trap often comes unexpectedly and your love life is full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Traditional Aquarius Traits&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friendly and humanitarian &lt;br /&gt;Honest and loyal &lt;br /&gt;Original and inventive &lt;br /&gt;Independent and intellectual &lt;br /&gt;Intractable and contrary &lt;br /&gt;Perverse and unpredictable &lt;br /&gt;Unemotional and detached  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interests&lt;br /&gt;Sciences, research, technical drawing, social welfare, atomic studies, healing, collecting rare books, teaching, aeronautical engineering, space technology, social work, art, computers, charity work, and new inventions &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hates&lt;br /&gt;Sameness &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suitable Careers&lt;br /&gt;Scientist, lecturer, translator, entertainer, adventure travel guide, pilot, senator, sociologist, extreme sports professional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-5158721257853863775?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/5158721257853863775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=5158721257853863775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5158721257853863775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/5158721257853863775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/results-of-birthdate-and-horoscope-test.html' title='results of a birthdate and horoscope test'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-1734865798634041430</id><published>2009-03-16T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:29:34.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how one's life can go upside down in a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Can't believe i got my phone stolen just like that... that day is officially the worst day of my life... i don't think any day can get anymore miserable than that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was my fault anyways. i was bored out of my life at home. So i called to see if i could hang out with E Wei. He said he would go sunway for a bit. My mom said not to go if he was going out, but i kind of ignored her so it was a sin that i commited. I went anyways, got scolded by my mom when she found out, when i got on the bus, someone snagged my phone out of my pocket just like that. i couldn't feel anything because everyone was pushing.... i wasn't listening to music and that my ear phone was unplugged, so i regretted that move, i could have noticed that my phone went missing.... It started raining, what an unlucky day that was.... ran to E Wei's house all soaked in rain water. then waited for the rain to stop and went home. obviously got the scolding and whacking of a lifetime and i am not allowed to go out on friday or any other day for the rest of my life. That's what my mom said, and i think she meant it this time. so.... sorry guys, i guess i won't be able to make it on friday unless miraculously my mom changes her mind.. i regretted my actions and i know there's nothing i can do about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now i won't be able to contact anyone through any means besides the internet and house phone(which i rarely use). I now consider myself lucky that i didn't get kicked out of the house. So on so forth, see you in hell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-1734865798634041430?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/1734865798634041430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=1734865798634041430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1734865798634041430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/1734865798634041430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-ones-life-can-go-upside-down-in-day.html' title='how one&apos;s life can go upside down in a day.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8288386434689664869</id><published>2009-03-15T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T08:57:14.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality tests are COOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just took a personality test on a booklet given by my cousin yesterday. It is very accurate, this ain't one of those things you find in children magazines &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I've borrowed the booklet from him and i plan to make EVERYONE i know take the test. Not forcefully of course, but those who don't do is losing a big chance to find out your true self.( Yes E Wei it does sound like something from persona. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;) Anyways, i am gonna photostat a copy even though it says 'DO NOT duplicate' but.... seriously.... who cares! It's 8 o'clock in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mornin&lt;/span&gt; now and i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;' till my mom wakes up and says: "YOU WOKE UP SO EARLY TO PLAY THE COMPUTER?!?!" and i am gonna reply: "YES ITS DA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;FRIGGIN&lt;/span&gt; HOLIDAYS AND I AM GOING TO DO WHAT I PLEASE!" and give her the :P face. and.......she's gonna kill me...... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8288386434689664869?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8288386434689664869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8288386434689664869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8288386434689664869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8288386434689664869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/personality-tests-are-cool.html' title='Personality tests are COOL'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279284152466700381.post-8432889602859453196</id><published>2009-03-14T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:05:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my readers, specifically Prinny.</title><content type='html'>I've had some comments that stats my posts are 'too long'... well, it is MY blog obviously, and if you think it's too long, then stop reading half way through. No one is forcing you to read. Its your eyes, not mine. what i feel like posting, i post. You can choose not to read. i am not trying to insult or piss off anyone, i am just saying ' to read or not to read' it is your decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3279284152466700381-8432889602859453196?l=freakysomeone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/feeds/8432889602859453196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3279284152466700381&amp;postID=8432889602859453196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8432889602859453196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3279284152466700381/posts/default/8432889602859453196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakysomeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-my-readers-specifically-prinny.html' title='To my readers, specifically Prinny.'/><author><name>Woo Han Zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01356873932962245935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
