<?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-18759138</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:05:47.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part and Parcel of an Average Student..</title><subtitle type='html'>Your average singaporean student who has over "kiasu" parents and expects their son to survive in this harsh environment we call civilisation by demoralising him day after day about his results. Hurray for me =D ( its sacarsm for those who are a little slow )</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-8222128931336759505</id><published>2007-11-06T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T08:45:29.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Promo blues</title><content type='html'>Yeehaw! Screw the new blog, the emoshit found it, but mehh, i'll continue writing here =D yay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nownow, it's been EONS since i last blogged and i've only decided to do so at 12.30+ in the morning when huiwen asked me about blogging, so i'm back (probably for awhile xD) Right right, let's start with my promos, open house, OP then post-promos blues~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP: E(wwww)&lt;br /&gt;Chi: C(rapppppp)&lt;br /&gt;Economics B(oooyaaa!)&lt;br /&gt;Physics: B(ullshittttt)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: F(ucckkeedddd)&lt;br /&gt;Maths: B(uay zai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointment, that's one word to put it, gahh, frigging math and physics were supposed to be my FORTE! Now let's hope bryan bong will not tear away my application for h3 physicsand scoff at my feable attempts to get a subject beyond my grasp. -shudders- I can imagine him sitting on his high chair of low-cg, towering above me like the twin towers of 9/11 saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bitch! You can't take H3 physics cuz you're t3h suck lol! Now go draw me a FBD on how deep of a shit you're gonna sink into!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww crap just look at the time, i gotta be in school to hand in my frigging I&amp;amp;R. Here's what i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PI- Pointless Information&lt;br /&gt;GPP- Gay Piece of Proposal&lt;br /&gt;WR- Waste of Resources&lt;br /&gt;OP- Obviously Pointless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i end off with the pick-up lines i heard from jojo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey babe, wanna be my deriavative so that i can draw tangent to your curve? -wink"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is your name Gillette? Cuz you're the best a man can get -wink"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If i were to ask you for sex, would your answer be the same answer to this question?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome i tell ya xD gotta try it one day =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-8222128931336759505?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/8222128931336759505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=8222128931336759505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/8222128931336759505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/8222128931336759505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/11/post-promo-blues.html' title='Post-Promo blues'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-8296817572219642413</id><published>2007-07-06T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T05:25:27.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo first week end!</title><content type='html'>It's the first weekend of the 3rd term, you know what that means?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope not relaxation, it means DOING TUTORIALS! =O (it's mjc, know what the M stands for? Mugical~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush to school today because the guy i was car pooling with (joseph aka racist genius) fell sick (insert awww) Poor guy, missed out a lot of crap today, especially with all the briefings on how we're gonna drown in our own pool of laziness and be burnt by U grades on our asses if we dont start mugging =O Apparently, Miss Gill (insane GP teacher) did a calculation and declared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gill,"You have 35 periods left before PROMOS! We're gonna implement peer to peer teaching..etc.etc, basically, we'll get your friends up here to TEACH YOU HOW TO WRITE ESSAYS, and all you have to do is CRITICISE THE SHIT OUT OF THEM so they will feel bad and be more motivated to learn better essay structures =D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: -jaw drops-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's a really short day, had height and weight taking today whilst getting roasted alive by the frigging giant sphere of hawt hydrogen =_= Maths lecture followed, we learnt, mathematic reccurrence! What's that? I have no idea! Sounds chim to me and screwed to me x) We're so dieded wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP followed (and trust me, GP's damn interesting and good for you) Again, I had to look at my horrendous test paper that blared out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content:14/35&lt;br /&gt;Language:7/15 (some fking asshole marker rendered all our languages to 7)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21/50 (HAR HAR YOU FAIL GP YOU NOOB! YOU NOOB~! YOU'RE GONNA RETAIN! NEH NEH NEH NEH)&lt;br /&gt;Grade: F(ucked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was being damn lame today, probably due to the sweltering heat, so much so that Gill threatened me saying," UNI! ONE MORE CORNY COMMENT, I"LL SHOW YOU THE DOOR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiongrui: OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Uni: You don't have a God, you're a&lt;br /&gt;Terrence: ehh, that damn no link leh&lt;br /&gt;Uni: No link? Use EZ link! (copyrighted from lynn)&lt;br /&gt;Jiongrui: God, please kill me =_=&lt;br /&gt;==============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gill: More money makes you....?&lt;br /&gt;Uni: -insert dota voice- UNSTOPPPAABBLLLEEEE&lt;br /&gt;Jiongrui: wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gill: Acceptable words that gives you 1 mark for paraphrasing happier; more joyful, etc etc, gladder...&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Gladder exists?!&lt;br /&gt;Jiongrui: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Wow, sounds like bladder, like I got gladder after getting a bladder =x&lt;br /&gt;Jiongrui: -roflmaos-&lt;br /&gt;Gill: -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, come to think of it, i haven't mentioned about this new sakae stall in my school canteen, it calls itself, "Sakae Campus", which is a german translation for "Sucky crabshit" Well, they do sell crabshit, like those red stuff on the sushi, looks like it came outta the ass of a crab after it died (yes, you crap your pants before you die -southpark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding to try my luck, I went to buy a box of sushi (looks pretty good) and a portion of yaki soba. Little did I know it had consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box of sushi: $2&lt;br /&gt;Yaki Soba: $1.50&lt;br /&gt;Green Tea: $0.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nonsensical gang-up bully from terrence and jiongrui on how I got scammed: WORTHLESS (take THAT mastercard)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-8296817572219642413?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/8296817572219642413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=8296817572219642413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/8296817572219642413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/8296817572219642413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/07/woohoo-first-week-end.html' title='woohoo first week end!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-3055514649753929179</id><published>2007-05-24T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T03:15:57.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay, fell sick today, thanks to sitting at the sports stand for sportsday yesterday. Originally i had a really terrible cough for 2 weeks, ran NAFA with it, did NAFA with it, got silver with it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before the 2.4km run, the teacher was "worried" (in that context, i mean he's more worried about me staining the school's reputation by dying on the track then my wellbeing) for me. I expected his tone to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you alright or not? If you're coughing then don't run, don't force yourself, can do make-up some other day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but being a harsh PE teacher, he goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oi, you're coughing very badly, don't run halfway and drop dead hor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, MJ has a really cool motivational system for PE, you get at LEAST a silver, you get to do 2 games elective. One is in-house (play games in school) and one is conducted by external vendors (includes archery, clay-target shooting, wakeboarding, etc)the only catch is, you have to do the external vendor shit on a saturday =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that sums up what happened in the week, now, unto sth interesting about the people i normally hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiong rui (aka your-mother):&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not because he's a motherly person(oh please =.=) he just replies everything with "your mother"&lt;br /&gt;Eg:&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Who's our chem lecturer?&lt;br /&gt;Jiongrui: your mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni:ehh whats the next period ar?&lt;br /&gt;Jiongrui: your mother's period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's extremely crude but funny, actually, he's probably one of the funnier people from MJ. And his impersonations are 133t:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit A&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSQbG6T3IX8"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSQbG6T3IX8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CULE5BfWfoc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CULE5BfWfoc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad i didn't video the part where he actually went up during house committee elections and started dissing all the student leaders xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrence (aka DOTA/bowling pro):&lt;br /&gt;the hardcore gamer who couldn't use microsoft word properly xD and potential captain of the bowling team he he he~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph (racist genius):&lt;br /&gt;lmao, he cracks me up whenever we see indians/bangladeshi/any race black. (sorry, no racist intentions) Like 3 weeks ago, when an Indian girl brushed past him, he stood there and stared blankly for 3 secs, waited for her to walk away and ran to a dustbin screaming while squirting his waterbottle at his hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-3055514649753929179?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/3055514649753929179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=3055514649753929179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/3055514649753929179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/3055514649753929179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-fell-sick-today-thanks-to-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-9181279785206831841</id><published>2007-05-14T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:48:24.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a scope into an average MJ student's life~</title><content type='html'>Watched 300 last night till about 11.30, but thanks to a cuppa espresso brewed by my brother, poor uni here is wide awake until about 3.30 am in the morning =__= oh joy. Popped in my mp3 and listened music till the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn breaks, and 3 things came into my mind when my maid woke me up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Physics SPA&lt;br /&gt;2)Chinese Oral&lt;br /&gt;3)Economics common test on merit and demerit goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, thanks to a particular ingenius physics teacher of mine in my secondary school, my practical skills are so 133t that i dread practicals practically every time i see a retort stand, or a G clamp, etc. I can still remember this classical moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni: mdm shariffa, how come we have mock chem practical, mock bio practical, but NO mock physics practical? We need the practise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm shariffa: whaat uni? i did sooo many practicals (5) with your class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-next scene-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 F9s for preliminary physics practical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm shariffa: HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN!? I DID SO MANY PRACTICALS WITH YOUR CLASS! NVM! I SHALT GIVE THOU THY HANDBOOK OF SUCCESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly, physics SPA was EASY, as in REALLY easy o_o had like 10mins to sit around and stare into blank space xD But to my dismay, i just realized we have ANOTHER physics SPA to go, my first reaction was,"WTFBBQHAX?!" the reason for so was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, we're giving you another chance in case you screw up this practical"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni (self): yeah and one mroe chance to screw up the next practical to bring our MSG down =__= WHY ISN"T IT OPTIONAL?!!??!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lian kok ann, stress on the kok, yes, he talks lotsa kok, xD But i tell you, he's the funniest, most hilarious teacher i've met in my entire life, kinda glad because everytime when it's chinese, it's like comedy time, damn fun, damn crappy, wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad, our beloved economics teacher, miss fu, is gonna leave us (insert aww sound here) Well, she's 2 years older then us, but she's one of the better teachers who understands students, but also because of that, she always get bullied by our class =_= but oh well, she's leaving by next week, hope she'll do well when she get to uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended on the dot with PW at the end, then went with jiong rui to the newly furnished perkcafe, and suprisingly, i'd give that place a 3/5 to dine at. The food is better and the decors are a lot better with funky table clothes and new bar tables and all, the music's not that bad too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, nothing much to blog about, so yeah, end off here~au revoir~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-9181279785206831841?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/9181279785206831841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=9181279785206831841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/9181279785206831841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/9181279785206831841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/05/scope-into-average-mj-students-life.html' title='a scope into an average MJ student&apos;s life~'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-2952558056263865763</id><published>2007-05-13T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:19:33.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting harassed</title><content type='html'>Faithfourone: look below this post, the bbq details are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, haven't been blogging much due to 2 reasons, JC work and council work, unfortunately and fortunately, I didn't get into council, but yeah, 2 sides to everything, get in, happy, don't get in, also happy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, with council its really lotsa work, INSANE amount of workload and a reduced amount of time to complete the daily MJC routine, so here's my current routine, school, nap, tutorial, sleep, school, nap, tutorial, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about that, i'm gonna post the most annoying problem in my life here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo-kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thousand of curses on myself for showing sympathy and pity, KNEW i should have heeded the warning of people from the net about emo kids. Once you let them smell a sense of pity, they latch unto you and harass you to no end. Ditto to that, it's happening to me now. Seriously, this guy is so annoying that he doesn't even understand english and continues to bombard you with the same shit and BUGGING you to CHAT despite being busy. When you say something like,"bugger off" emokid goes, "Ok." and calls you back or spam your phone with smses 15mins later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse off, its a GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, if it's a girl, it wouldnt't bother me that much (yes i'm typical), but it's a guy, it's giving me the CREEPS. Take one example where he tells me to help him commit suicide (which i obviously refused) and told him to see a counsellor and walked off for tuition, without skipping a beat, he POUNCES FORWARD AND GRABS MY FKING ARM IN FRONT OF ()!@&amp;!(%$ STUDENTS AT THE STUDY BENCHES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHIT! DONT GRAB MY FKING ARM YOU EMOSHIT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, if anyone were there, it'd look like 2 gays, period, this is so gonna stain my reputation, but thankfully, no rumours yet or else, that emo guy ain't gonna commit suicide, i'm gonna personally kill him by running him over with a truck, back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To emo guy: if you're reading this, and you're still dense and slow about the message i'm getting across, here's a simplified version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEAVE ME ALONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-2952558056263865763?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/2952558056263865763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=2952558056263865763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/2952558056263865763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/2952558056263865763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/05/getting-harassed.html' title='Getting harassed'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-1947451813955553808</id><published>2007-05-12T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T08:37:01.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithfouronebbq 07-2!</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's confirmed, we're gonna have another bbq this year! (everybody say yay!) and since the class funds are non-existent, we'll be hosting our BBQs at homes of our classmates, so to start the ballrolling, the next bbq will be hosted @:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNI'S HOUSE in Kembangan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date &amp; Venue:&lt;br /&gt;08/06/07, 8th June 2007, Friday&lt;br /&gt;36 Jalan Daud Singapore 419576&lt;br /&gt;5.00pm Start fire, 3.00~3.10 meet at kembangan MRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please reply this mail again to see if you're able to make it and tell the rest of the class via sms or email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details: The 2 semi detached houses in between the 2 condominiums, "Windy Heights" and "The Heliconia" respectively. It's intersection between the 2 streets Lorong Melayu and Jalan Daud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Place: Kembangan MRT at 3.00pm (But since not everyone's gonna be punctual, you'll need to be there LATEST by 3.10pm unless you send me an sms) I'll be there as your friend tour guide to guide you through the teacherous concrete jungle(bunch of HDB flats) of kembangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food:(quantity unknown, BUT, it's expected to have the below, and SOMEONE PLEASE CONTACT YINGLING TO DO THIS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let me spice it with a little vocab ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hors D'oeuvre (basically your food before your main course):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Spiced skewered meat chunks dripped with savoury peanut gravy (Satay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Uniquely created and sweeter then its predecessors, freshly (from the packet) smoked Taiwan Sausage, no, it doesn't go "AH BIAN XIA TAI!" (Taiwan Sausage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tantalizing melted cheddar cheese enveloped with lightly flavoured sausages (Cheese sausage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Heavily spiced fish fillet wrapped and lightly roasted within fresh banana leaves (Otah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Barbecued fresh squid caught from the Pacific (no, actually, maybe pulau ubin) and seasoned with sambal chilli (Sambal Sotong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entree (Main Course):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional malay noodles stir fried with a mixture of rich spices and savoury potato chunks (Mee Goreng) Ehh, don't play play ok, my dad's mee goreng's the best you're gonna eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY (which means, there's a good chance of not happening), we MAY have a chocolate fondue =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizzy Drinks (coke, sprite, yadda yadda)&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling juice (if brought by our generous victor chan ;p)&lt;br /&gt;Balleys (alcohol which goes really well when mixed with milk with, complments from uni's brother)&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Liquor (^ditto)&lt;br /&gt;White Wine (depending on the master's(dad) mood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible Activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screening of shows:&lt;br /&gt;The Departed, aka Ang moh infernal affairs&lt;br /&gt;LOTR Trilogy&lt;br /&gt;(insert movie request here, i'll try to borrow them from the nearby DVD stores =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictionary (if mdm sng actually comes and brings it ;p, either that or we can just get pieces of paper and do another version of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Suggest activities here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet Weather Programn:&lt;br /&gt;COOK ALL THE DAMN FOOD IN THE KITCHEN, TURN ON AIRCON, OFF LIGHT AND ENJOY DA MOVIE EXPERIENCE =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so let me end off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt ride: 45 cents&lt;br /&gt;Fee: X dollars&lt;br /&gt;Memorable experience with your alma maters: Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and spread the mail to the rest of the faithfourone people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-1947451813955553808?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/1947451813955553808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=1947451813955553808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/1947451813955553808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/1947451813955553808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/05/faithfouronebbq-07-2.html' title='Faithfouronebbq 07-2!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-2371007318737890838</id><published>2007-03-02T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:27:32.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITHFOURONE BBQ 2007!</title><content type='html'>Hey faithfourone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember to attend our FINAL (probably) class bbq on the 13th of march at costa sands! Try to stay overnight(by that we're gonna be a nusiance and play through the night) and make this a memorable F4-1 experience yeah?!! Time and specific bbq pit number has yet to be confirmed, but PLEASE TRY TO ATTEND (by that meaning, pon any tuition you have or come after that &gt;_&lt;) and finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLY MY (_@&amp;amp;!_ SMS WHETHER YOU'RE COMING OR NOT -______________-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-2371007318737890838?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/2371007318737890838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=2371007318737890838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/2371007318737890838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/2371007318737890838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/03/faithfourone-bbq-2007.html' title='FAITHFOURONE BBQ 2007!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-6344145975532023466</id><published>2007-02-24T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T22:25:02.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINGAY 2007! A Gatekeeping story =l</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/ReEkK4ReZdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/TJC_iOqUNDI/s1600-h/SP_A1561.jpg"&gt;Okay, so the thing uni has been volunteering for every week ended =l It was a fun experience and everyone in my sector (1.6) was quite enthu about it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my designated job is an usher, so we're suppose to smile, endure scoldings and stuff. But fortunately, uni volunteered for GATE KEEPING (woah sounds like a dam cool term right?) but nah, its called Jaga-the-gate and check their ticket xD Here's my pass:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/ReEkK4ReZdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/TJC_iOqUNDI/s320/SP_A1561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035345627699897810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ran outta photos, so i used that sec two one =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have i learnt today, some people can REALLY be a pain in the ass. For chingay, we are divided into different sectors, so yeah, got this shit known as a half-lane zone where you sit by the road, HOWEVER, half-lane zone entry points are DIFFERENT, hence they are always directed to the half lane entry zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Ngee Ann City tickets and Ngee Ann City Half lane zone tickets have different entry point. I'm in Ngee Ann City sector (sector 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem lies with OTHER ku-ku volunteers who keeps directing those half lane zone ticket holders BACK TO OUR SECTOR, so it is always the poor gatekeepers who gets the scolding. Enough with the tolerated shit, i walked some of the ppl back and asked that entry point volunteer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: aye, ain't the entry point for half lane zone here?&lt;br /&gt;girl: Yes, but this is for meritus mandarin only (please note that the half lane zone entry points are shared)&lt;br /&gt;Uni: No, they're shared, purple ticket holders can go through here&lt;br /&gt;girl: No they can't, this is for orange zone only!&lt;br /&gt;Uni: .... *walks back to sector, grabs a sector leader (those professional ones), lets him talk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, ticket holders goes in and i walk back with my sector leader. Then on the way, i see some ppl with the half lane tickets complaining that chingay scam their $, oh well =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gatekeeping is never an easy job, sometimes you have to answer questions like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns:Excuse me, how much are the tickets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended Answer: It's 45 bucks and it's a farce to scam tourists, so if you have a brain , watch it from the street. Anyway, it's already sold out, so you can watch by the road and act as if you would have paid for the stupid tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model Answer: I'm sorry , they are sold out, this is a very POPULAR annual event! Perhaps you can try again next year and be sure to be part of the CHINGAY experience! *enthu tone + smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deng Kai: *stares at uni at disbelief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns: What time does the show start/end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended Answer: Sheesh, why do you care, you're probably gonna walk off halfway from not being able to see a single crap from the side of the road! Just go home, turn on aircon and watch from your house lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model Answer: It starts at 7pm, but apprently there are some delays (if its beyond 7pm), be sure to hang around your ticketing area and feel free to purchase any snacks on in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Change Kee Auntie: *stares at uni* *whispers to friend* Aye, when did we have a promoter in chingay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns: Can we come in without a ticket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended Answer: Well if you could, WHAT ARE WE HERE FOR?! DID WE HAVE TO GO THROUGH ALL THAT TROUBLE TO BARRICADE, PUT LED SCREENS, WIPE THE @($&amp;!()@$&amp;amp;(! CHAIRS WHEN IT RAIN, PUT GOODY BAG, GUARD THE GENERATOR AND ALL THAT STUFF?!!?!?!?!?! *strangles guy asking question* DO WE?! DO WE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model Answer: I'm sorry, you cannot come in without a ticket, even though we'd love to allow more ppl in, we are unable too because it's reserved for ticket holders. Please try to get a ticket next year to be part of the chingay experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, there are also impatient coaches/trainers (for the performers) trying to barge their frigging way in WITHOUT a valid ticket/pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach: *hands SQUARE (half lane zone ticket-paragon) to uni&lt;br /&gt;Uni: *takes* *stares**stares at coach* Excuse me sir, this ticket is for the half lane zone for paragon, it is at the opposite side&lt;br /&gt;Coach: No no, i'm the wushu coach for the victoria team, i'm here to see my group!&lt;br /&gt;Uni: I'm sorry sir, but you do not have a valid ticket for this zone...u have to enter from the..&lt;br /&gt;Coach: I'M THE COACH! I'M PART OF THE GROUP! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE WITH THE GROUP!&lt;br /&gt;Uni: ...then do you have a valid pass? If not you must go through the underpass to the..&lt;br /&gt;Coach: I GAVE MY PASS TO SOMEONE ELSE! AND STOP IT WITH THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE ROAD! I NEED TO GET TO MY TEAM!&lt;br /&gt;Uni (thoughts): WTF MAN THEN FRIGGING BUGGER OFF! I DONT GIVE A SHIT EVEN IF YOU ARE THE DAM WUSHU COACH! THE FACT IS THAT YOU GAVE YOUR STUPID PASS AWAY MEANS YOU"RE FRIGGING STUPID OR DAMN NAIVE TO THINK YOU CAN GET IN WITHOUT A PASS AND STOP ACTING AS IF YOU ARE IN THE RIGHT OR I HAVE THE BLARDY RIGHT TO GET THE DAMN CISCO OFFICERS WITH THEIR MP5s TO LEVEL THAT SHITTY BRAIN OFF YOUR FRIGGING HEAD AND NONE OF THAT WUSHU CRAP IS GONNA SAVE YOUR SORRY ASS!&lt;br /&gt;Uni: ^^ You still can't enter~~~ *calls randy to handle and walks away*(sector leader)&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah seriously, theres some screw loose in that guy's head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to gate keeping, also, there are annoying ppl who keeps climbing over the fence to the restricted area (where the ppl are settling the fireworks) I hurt my blardy leg doing heartlander-police-over-the-fence stunts trying to shoo them off =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had the post parade party when all that shit ended. My sector volunteered for it. So my sector landed in a kiddy zone where we're supposed to play with kids! Yay! So we had this inflated motorcycle ring with 10 electronic mini bikes in it for the kids to ride. So yeah, i went in, had to steer those kids in the right direction and preventing a final destination collisions for them. And one thing to note, you have to carry them in and out of the ring, which is damn tiring. But hey, it was pretty fun chasing kids around xD They all like so blur =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, after that, we deflated the thing, i did sth stupid, while it's being deflated, i jumped backwards on the thing, well, it was one of the dumbest things i've done in my life (maybe the weariness got to me) that thing gave way and i landed on my ass ( i think i jumped bout 80cm up =l) and POW! Ouch =l it really hurtrrrtsss T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, so that ends my chingay experience, hehe, defintely gonna participate again next year! =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-6344145975532023466?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/6344145975532023466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=6344145975532023466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/6344145975532023466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/6344145975532023466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/02/chingay-2007-gatekeeping-story-l.html' title='CHINGAY 2007! A Gatekeeping story =l'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/ReEkK4ReZdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/TJC_iOqUNDI/s72-c/SP_A1561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-7943078944450880124</id><published>2007-02-16T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T16:46:22.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/RdZNs4ReZbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/p01iG0NAdRQ/s1600-h/SP_A1531.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, went out with xin wei yesterday at 10plus, finally letting him drag me to some stylist of his to cut hair. But wah, really not bad, cut hair still got shampoo, wash face and gel for you, unlike those stupid barbers that i went to ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So after everything, i saw the bill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; $25+6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Uni: *looks at xinwei* Didn't u say its 25?&lt;br /&gt; Xinwei: ehh? I thought CNY is only from 22 go up to 25 only o_O&lt;br /&gt; Cashier: Nono, now is CNY, so 6 more dollars&lt;br /&gt; Uni: ah heck la, just pay lor, can ask them un-cut my hair meh =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ah well, at least he treated me lunch later ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/RdZNs4ReZbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/p01iG0NAdRQ/s320/SP_A1531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032295067048371634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/RdZNlIReZaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-Ck9TqkWV9w/s1600-h/SP_A1531.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we took a bus to mrt which we took to orchard to catch ghost rider. And wow, i just realized, MJC and NJC have VERY SIMILAR uniforms and acronym names =_= wonder if ms lai was copying them &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Somehow, one would always feel that orchard road is overruned by PMSed ppl, seriously, there's a lot of ppl with emotional problems. You walk on the pathway, move to one side to look at sth, someone bumps into you, and screams,"DON'T BLOCK THE WAY! MOVE!" and runs along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Put it in this context:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You're driving a lorry and you make a left turn, until some punk with a mitsubishi lancer with spoilers and neon lights rams into your rear, honks you, and runs along. Wah lao, can sue that person lor! Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nth really interesting to blog about, so i'm gonna play~ wee~ CNY! and gong xi fa cai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-7943078944450880124?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/7943078944450880124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=7943078944450880124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/7943078944450880124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/7943078944450880124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-went-out-with-xin-wei-yesterday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/RdZNs4ReZbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/p01iG0NAdRQ/s72-c/SP_A1531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-2251819129933416770</id><published>2007-02-15T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T04:58:37.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO REVIVED!</title><content type='html'>Okay, long time since my blog came alive, but yeah, the nice layouts and all are gone and restored to defaults wee~ Don't worry, i ain't pointing fingers at you auntie asra =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets start by summarize the stuff that happened from dec~feb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAE POSTING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reaction: @($&amp;*!@_$*!@$ WHAAAT?! MJC?!!! OMFG O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after some sms-ing here and there, i realized that neither did kwek (12pts) get into SA (yeah we both put 1st choice) Kinda sucked =l So anyways, here i am in MJC! weee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life @ MJC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since i'm not updating it like a daily thing but more on a recollection, i'll cut the bullshit. MJC orientation was fun, the politically correct ans is liking the ppl in my class, but still liking ppl and working with them (little projects) are completely different issues and yeah, i missed my old 4-1 class T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy though, for the 1st time in my life someone made me cake or gave me presents X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, life in MJC is a pile of workload after another, and for the first time in my life, i actually feel more stress (besides O levels) by not being able to complete my insane workloads. Behold, the glorious results on Uni's first chem test in MJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i was unable to upload the picture)&lt;br /&gt;4/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee! Rocks doesn't it! I only did like 4 MCQ and i anyhow hum-tam the structured qns when i looked at the time. Please la, like i did so much working, flip behind, then realized the bloody thing wasn't PURE =.= Wasted 1.5 pages of working? And don't get me started on the ridiculous marking scheme of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. of moles of NaOH: (wrong)&lt;br /&gt;No. of moles of NaOH in 25cm^3(correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels result collection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee~ was pretty relaxed, mjc was pretty nice to give us a day off, so i was like HEIL THE QUEEN OF NERIDIAN (miss lai). Yl, lixuan and jencen came over, so yeah, sorta entertained them till we all went for lunch then to take our reusults. Bought some roses on the way for my good friends (since it was valentines day) and woah, they're like 3 for 12 bucks &gt;_&lt; So as usual, the screen flashed some summary, and kwek was top student, yadda yadda expected things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tensions were high as ppl went to collect results, so the following grades greeted my eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng.................B&lt;br /&gt;CH..................A&lt;br /&gt;Emaths..........A&lt;br /&gt;Amaths..........A&lt;br /&gt;Physics..........A&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry.....A&lt;br /&gt;Biology...........A&lt;br /&gt;Chinese..........B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni's thoughts: WOOHOO! 6 A's! Wait, WHAT IS THAT RIDICULOUS 3 LETTER WORD STARTING WITH A T?!!?!!?! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng.................B      three&lt;br /&gt; CH..................A      one&lt;br /&gt; Emaths..........A      two&lt;br /&gt; Amaths..........A      two&lt;br /&gt; Physics..........A      two&lt;br /&gt; Chemistry.....A      two&lt;br /&gt; Biology...........A      one&lt;br /&gt; Chinese..........B      three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni's thoughts: )(@!#&amp;)($@&amp;amp;!@$ WTH?!!?!?!? 11 pts?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, really dam disappointed, a bloody 2 digit 11 pts. Shan't dwell on such a sad disappointment. Went out with victor, yi long and some of the girls to bugis after that, so sad that i went on a eating spree (well not really, but victor contributed to it) He made me order 3 baskets of garlic bread, then claim he didn't, then i had to eat ALL 3 BASKETS, and then soup and then beef lasagne (oh i had a OR fillet burger MEAL at KFC about 30mins ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it isn't uni to mourn over some shitty grades for more then 12 hours, so i recovered from my trauma the next day. Was quite shocked that tofu(yes, i call one of my friend tofu) got 13, O's must be really screwed up =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err mjc had some sorta angel mortal game, so yeah, i had to play along and do that "shower your mortal with love and presents crap" and no, i did not give her sweets like everyday (it'lls eem weird and this is supposed to be some annoynomous crap) Went to ordered roses for my mortal, mj and my angel (yeah somehow i knew who she was). So the crappy thing was, they lost my bloody orders and my mortal didnt receive anything!(dam ma lu can! think she's like WAH LAO WHY MY ANGEL SO CHEAPO ONE!) But still, they compensated the next day with a heart-shaped helium filled balloon (well yeah, they'd better or else there goes my $4), hmph, at least i bought her more chocs to compensate and luckily, mj got my flowers &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year 2007!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with xin wei tmr to cut hair and all that crap, SERIOUSLY DUDE, YOU GOTTA CHILL IT WITH ALL THAT MISS KOH CRAP! I DON'T GIVE A DAM EVEN IF SHE'S THE SEXIEST TEACHER ALIVE CUZ SHE'S LIKE YOUR AGE X2! *shivers* Pon-ning sch tmr so yeah, have more time to sleep in, have fun, etc. So that ends my summary of what's happened in my life =P i'll be posting more frequently from now on xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-2251819129933416770?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/2251819129933416770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=2251819129933416770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/2251819129933416770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/2251819129933416770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2007/02/woohoo-revived.html' title='WOOHOO REVIVED!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-116187383160663198</id><published>2006-10-26T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T07:43:51.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Physics Practicals are Ph*cking Phun~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says wayne and uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stepped into the physics lab, to await our fates while destiny unfolds. Staring back at us, were lenses, 3 metre rules, a marble (glass sphere) and a stopwatch. Everybody thoughts were in unison, with the exact same meaning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy Mdm Shariffa was, now screwed we will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a 40% failure rate for practicals for her to re-run practicals THEORETICALLY with us, and for O levels, no THEORETICAL practical part came out, genius, excellento, which in german context, means you are screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you guys the ans i got from my friends who got them from their teachers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: 14cm (allowance is probably + - 2.0cm like in chem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acceleration of Marble: 20~40 (not sure), but acceleration due to gravity is 10m/s^2, which is 1000cm/s^2, throw in resistance and friction, i'm sure a 40/1000, 4% efficiency rate is really horrendously scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graph: Supposedly a curve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, it all boils down to practise makes perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-116187383160663198?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/116187383160663198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=116187383160663198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116187383160663198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116187383160663198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/physics-practicals-are-phcking-phun.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-116125706318230319</id><published>2006-10-19T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T04:24:33.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah well, PE today was fun, played captain's ball for like 3hours ++ with breaks in between. Had a sprained ankle so just stood there and be the captain and catch balls xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First played at the community centre's hall, then halfway joanne called, rofl, she couldn't find the class and while i was on the phone, i attempted to catch the ball with one hand =P Obviously, failed, hands too small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eldon: WAH LAO EH? TALK ON THE PHONE SOMEMORE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But woah, gotta hand it to dennis lim and jun quan, can jump sia, block so much ball o_O Then jun quan acted like a monkey, jumping around, one word, hiliarious. Picture this, a tigger that's high on cocaine reaching out for um, honey, and his tail is genetically enhanced with springy tail genes to help his bounce o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad that we had quite a few casualties, here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Qi:&lt;br /&gt;Most number of attempts made to catch the ball with her head. Rofl, hit her head 3 times i think o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Min:&lt;br /&gt;Most number of collisions made to the champion (letty) or vice versa. Seeing her ramming letty into the steel grill thingy is like watching a motorcycle collide into a 18 wheeler cargo truck carrying 900 tonnes of bricks, ouch &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi Min:&lt;br /&gt;Ah, poor thing, her finger kenna hit by ball again, then the nail sorta get levered out (again) Happened the 2nd time -__- Same finger somemore =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qian Ling:&lt;br /&gt;Ball flew in her face (because of eldon), ouch &gt;_&lt;  Probably a burning sensation, and like most people (including yours truly), we'll think,"SH!T ! IS MY NOSE STILL STRAIGHT?!" Like most movies where the nose bends lol o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni (me):&lt;br /&gt;Probably the funniest casualty ever, walks, gets hit by a ball (not when we're playing) on a nose, first thoughts,"AHHH! MY NOSE! *thinks of michael jackson*, then falls flat -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Long (thank god he's alright now):&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what happened, but i saw him and kwek rolling on the floor, then his leg bent &gt;_&lt; As in really bent (slightly) At first i thought it was a fracture or sth, but eldon said its something like having your muscles contracting tightly to your bone because it's outta place, *shivers* hurts, but luckily victor and him pushed the bone back or sth =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, hope they're alright now, we still got a killer practical on thursday (damn physics &gt;_&lt;), and luckily no one injured their right hand (for writing) Lets hope we can pass it this time =l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-116125706318230319?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/116125706318230319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=116125706318230319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116125706318230319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116125706318230319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/ah-well-pe-today-was-fun-played.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-116108856043508659</id><published>2006-10-17T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T05:36:01.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 Reasons why it sucks to live in my house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Papers/worksheets regardless of importance will be transformed into paper carriers for bone disposals every 12 hours by the illiterate (although one of them dropped outta college) maids. Occasionally, their stupidity rises beyond a turkey and they TORE MY SEC 4 SS SKILLS PRACTICE BOOK (wtf -_-ll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) During festive seasons, such as the hazy moon cake festivals, ( my house is clamped between two major condos, my neighbour's a PM for ang mo kio, meaning he's in lee hsien long's party =O), people would often pop their heads out and stare at us enjoying the festivities barbequeing in the garden, or simply just drinking tea and eating moon cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My house is like a battlefield between armies of ancient china. Just imagine those chinese soap operas with their power mongering family members trying to vive for teh throne. But not that exaggerating la, just a bit of trifle here and there, but constant. Normally it all sparks when the Dowager (grandmother) pisses off my aunt, my aunt starts screaming to piss off most of us. Normally she screams at my Dad, then my Mum rub salt to the wound by suaning my grandmother (my grandmother is DESPISED, HATED, ABHORED, LOATHED by all the daughter in laws), then my Dad get very vexed. When it comes to conflicts, it is always the children who get hurt, the maids will then be scolded due to my parent's graumpiness, then the maids would get a 20% reduction in efficiency and tend to mess up our stuff or fold my papers to paper disposal bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Consistency in being plagued by kids trying to earn a quick buck by scamming us. You guys know that uncle that sells $1.o0 ice cream between pieces of bread or biscuit? My mom buys it somewhere at joo chiat for $2.00 a box (of icecream, 1 box can sustain 4~5 biscuit) Those kids? Oh, they just sell for EIGHT BUCKS PER BOX. My jaws dropped when i first heard the price, my tone thus turned unfriendly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Ain't those the kinds of ice cream people normally vendor?&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Ya, very nice hor? Only Eight dollars per box, i give you biscuits for it.&lt;br /&gt;Uni: But your Eight dollars per box, i can buy 8 of that ice cream, and got twice the amount of ice cream somemore -_-&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Aiya, can keep mah, you buy that 8 ice cream, your ice cream can bring home to keep meh?&lt;br /&gt;Uni: (wah, damn good sia, like that also can) But my those are only $2.00 per box from joo chiat wholesale -_-&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Wah lao, BU YAO GAO HWAI HANG QING LEH (don't spoil the economy) what $2.00, i run here and there no need $? Okay la, special price, $6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thats the part about me, despite having ZERO interest in buying, i still talk crap to that guy -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) According to the newspaper, most shameless beggars who were well off seem to beg from a rather well-off muslim dominated housing area: Kembangan. About 2 hours ago, a phillipino (who is anything but malay in her trendy outfit) tried to pull off as a charity sponge cake seller instead of going to houses and screaming,"ZAKAT!" I chased her off, no, not the mean with a hose way, but with the logical way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraud: Aye, do some charity please, i'm selling these cakes for $5 each for charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's interpretion: Aye, do some charity (FOR ME PLEASE), i'm selling these (TASTELESS AND PERHAPS HYGENIC CAKE THAT HAS MY SWEAT AND BLOOD -literally- IN IT) cakes for $5 (ONLY 1/100 OF MY SHOPPING SPREE AT LUCKY PLAZA) only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Hmm, do you have a license?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraud: License?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Ya, license, to sell cake for charity. Aiyo, if you don't have hor, people will think you trying to cheat people money sia. You're not one of those lazy, devious people that only know how to live off other's sympathy and not work right? You do charity mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraud: Oh yeah, i forgot to bring la, aye nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still paid 5 bucks for the cake. There might be a chance that it IS for charity and i'm being a meanie to the volunteers =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A1177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A1177.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viola, ze cake. I think its banana sponge cake with banana on top and sugar frostings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-116108856043508659?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/116108856043508659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=116108856043508659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116108856043508659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116108856043508659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-reasons-why-it-sucks-to-live-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-116099045392709168</id><published>2006-10-16T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T02:20:54.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Officially bored of studying, so i shall rant about crap on my blog. On current news, North Korea's got nukes, yes nukes. Now, anyone find it strange that when iraq has WMD (weapons on mass destructions) Bush was the first guy to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I DON'T KNOW WHERE, I DON'T KNOW HOW, BUT WE'RE GONNA FIND EM AND STOP IRAQ!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when North Korea has nukes, he goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I DON'T KNOW WHERE, I DON'T KNOW HOW, BUT I AIN'T GONNA FIND EM AND STOP THEM!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was war crazy, but oh well, his country has anti-nuke defence systems, unlike singapore, bomb one raffles mrt, whole island stand still -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, whats wrong with N. Korea, its alright that they got such an ugly minded leader, its sad that their people were brainwashed, but its WRONG for them to have nukes and aim it at EVERY SOUTH EAST ASIAN COUNTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to wiki (&lt;3) N. Korea has the 5th largest army and LARGEST brainwashed army that believed they were living in the real world and they are going into the MATRIX when they go to battle (which means they were brainwashed that everything they see outside is NOT real)&lt;br /&gt;Also, to them, Kim-II-Jong is a fat version of Neo, who is the chosen one to lead them to fight against the rest of the world (aka, robot city) and the reasons we're living, is because they let us live (so unlike the matrix where robot city can pwn them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news, Indonesia haze worsens, and why? Because their damn corrupted government are so damn stupid and useless, they can't stop illegal flogging (fire+logging) NOR try to qwell the flames. Useless shits, like Suharto, and speaking of which, where~are~the~tsunami~funds~? Think they really need one tsunami on their forests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-116099045392709168?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/116099045392709168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=116099045392709168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116099045392709168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116099045392709168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/officially-bored-of-studying-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-116066535008772176</id><published>2006-10-12T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:02:30.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay, fking internet is so screwy that i don’t know what the hell is going on, can’t type for shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, went to study at library with a bunch of 4-2 people as I have since yesterday, then somehow we landed on a topic about God and all, which is pretty much a 5 v 1 thing -_- (frankly I’m already pissed enough that they kept throwing the we 4-2 you 4-1 thing in my face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Jonathan Yam wins the prize for irritating me. What’s more annoying then not being able to argue back, answer is, not being able to get that message across with the opponent’s brain (it can either mean he’s stupid or he’s acting stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, he takes BIOLOGY. In biology, there’s a chapter on evolution, and here he is, telling me in my face,” YOU THINK ALL MAN CAME FROM MONKEYS?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni’s thoughts: holy crap! A biology student telling ME that for evolution says that MAN CAME FROM MONKEYS! Please, give me a minute to laugh my head off, he fail bio issit? Oh wait, he did, *cough, 40+ for l1r5 cough*&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok, first, that “MAN CAME FROM MONKEY” is nothing more then a mere brainwashing statement by creationists. Creationists are people who can’t argue much with their straw man theories of EVOLUTION SAYS HYDROGEN MADE MAN! Or EVOLUTION SAYS WE ARE MADE OF PARTICLES! Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain degrees for creationists, but I just summarize them into my version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn: People who doesn’t know crap about evolution and chants word for word at the &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;chapter of genesis and they still believe the rest of the universe revolves around the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, stupid: Someone who takes biology, LEARNT about evolution (or maybe miss lam skipped that part), and can still argue back that human came from monkeys.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Okay, let me get to the point, frankly, existence of evolution is NO LONGER A FRIGGING DEBATE! It is supported with OVERWHELMING evidences, lets hope after reading this, you can stop giving me that crap about “WE CAME FROM MONKEYS”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;To any professionals (if any) out there, please feel free to correct my shallow knowledge compared to yours, this is a very brief idea of evolution which I came to have after reading. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Read: &lt;a href="http://www.ebonmusings.org/evolution/whatevoisnt.html"&gt;http://www.ebonmusings.org/evolution/whatevoisnt.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;To summarize this, it just means that when we copy data from our genes during cell divisions (for growth or for reproduction), there will be errors in the copying of the genes for the new cells. This is mutation, which is introduction of new characteristics such as albinism (this is an advantage for rabbits in snow plains) to ensure better survival. That’s why you have your nice snowy rabbits, and your black bunnies, and your bunnies with super long ears or super long legs. It DIFFERS (to tiffie who say we do NOT remotely resemble monkeys even though our DNA differs from chimpanzees by 2% I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are given a pool of gene that evolved from one small pool. Think of it as permutation and combination, with like 9 types of genes, you can mix and match, you get a 9C2 (taking that there’s two alleles for each gene), it results to 181440 type of characteristics. Let’s just say it mutates, ho-ho, it’ll be more but my current standards of math can’t do that -_- &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Okay, then some might argue, if what you said is right, they’ll be 9027841907490174 more types of animals right? Well no, you see, those who are badly mixed and matched, just die =l It is estimated of 99% of the beings that had existed, were no longer present due to their inability to adapt. For example, you get a fast running stupid bird, and a slow running but smart bird. You cross, maybe only the fast running smart bird (ostrich) survives, but if you get a slow running stupid bird (dodo), well, where is it now?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I’ve already stated that we’re divided into many classifications which I told tiffanie to flip her textbook but for some reason she didn’t. Ah well, never mind, but that already proves part of evolution that with all that classification, its possible that we all originate from a common ancestor (with monkey) and that all evolved from another common ancestor. Probably from that meteor because, when the earth was formed (big bang theory), its bloody flowing lava planet, no shit can survive after it settled. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-116066535008772176?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/116066535008772176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=116066535008772176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116066535008772176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116066535008772176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-fking-internet-is-so-screwy-that.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-116014705662567966</id><published>2006-10-06T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T08:04:28.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah well, this is a tribute to my study buddy xuan qi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday! (sorry i lagged for a day ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay happy, cheerful and cherish every moment of being sixteen ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once time passes, it'll never come back =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you next year, when we're in the same jc! &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-116014705662567966?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/116014705662567966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=116014705662567966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116014705662567966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/116014705662567966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/ah-well-this-is-tribute-to-my-study.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115996959109866817</id><published>2006-10-04T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T06:46:35.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAWD! SCHOOL WAS SO BORING TODAY! Sheesh, when prelim's over, i thought we can start on some solid revision, turns out to be a disappointment e-v-e-r-y-d-a-y -__- we're actually covering so much lesser, rawr -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dental treatment at outram after that, but before that, me, kwek, yi long, justin, jin quan, eldon and wayne went to chinatown to walk walk shop shop before going for our dentist appointment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: aye guys, wanna go makan at that german bratwurst seller? (its a german guy selling hotdogs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eldon: Aiyo, why don't want makan here? (translation: aiyo at cheenatown, so ex sia, don't want la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*adopts swiss voting system* 5-2, so we go chinatown to eat =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment, that german guy may be big, but his hotdogs are so small (don't think dirty la -_-) Wah lao, $1.50 buy a "Bratwurst on a onion bun", should really call it a WEENY on an onion bun lor, so small, more like cocktail sausages on a bun since theres no onion taste at all -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to maxwell hawker centre to makan instead and en yeow told us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHERES THE GARLIC/ONION?! WE NEED GARLIC/ONION BEFORE SEEING THE DENTIST =D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone of you wanna be a dentist, please wear a gas mask before treating some skinny man whose breathe is worse then his bite ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate some "famous" chicken rice reccomended by eldon, but really can't see much of a difference between ALL the damn chicken rice -__- its just the same bloody taste of chicken oil and chicken on some sauce that is made from soya sauce and MSG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we reach our destination, THE dental board, being bored students, we ran up the slope instead of taking stairs. Took our number and waited patiently for our turn. Don't know bout the others, but the trainee taking care of me were scary, period:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainee A: *inspects uni's teeth*&lt;br /&gt;Trainee A: *rants out a bunch of words that uni doesn't know, such as calculus, mild gingervitis, etc etc* 7 molars. EH, he sec 4? how many molars should he have? He got 7&lt;br /&gt;Trainee B: Normal's 11~14&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: bloody hell la, my mouth small cannot issit? need so much teeth for what -_-&lt;br /&gt;Trainee A: *sigh* number 7 (probably refering to my numbered molar) seems to prone to decaying. *calls senior dentist*&lt;br /&gt;Senior dentist: *checks* hmmhmm, don't seem to be a problem, don't need treatment la *walks away*&lt;br /&gt;-Trainee B calls another senior dentist-&lt;br /&gt;Senior dentist 2: *checks* Wah lao, number 7 seems to be decaying!&lt;br /&gt;Trainee A: But mrs choy say not a problem..&lt;br /&gt;Senior denstist 2: Oh? Oh yeah, not a problem..&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: JESUS CHRSIT! YOU HENPECKED DENTIST! GOT PROBLEM THEN SAY LA! WHAT NO PROBLEM?! MY TEETH LEH UNCLE!&lt;br /&gt;Trainee A: Don't worry you'll be alright..&lt;br /&gt;Uni: *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: i thought im having my teeth checked, not my brain or my heart or anything! are you saying i'm gonna die -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that ends my dental experience, and man it sucked more then a vacuum cleaner that can suck up a bowling ball. The teeth cleaning process hurted like hell, she's like jet washing my gums instead of my teeth and i heard her complain that to her trainee friend;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainee B: Aye, why so much blood?&lt;br /&gt;Trainee A: No choice, he got a lot of gums overlapping =l&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: aye xiao jie, the dentist back at my school clean my teeth also not so painful, you this noob 0 exp trainee complain i too much gums wtf -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ends in 1 conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free dental treatments for us, free experimental specimens for the dental students&lt;br /&gt;One of the trainees actually came over to my cubicle and joked:" How's YOUR specimen doing?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115996959109866817?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115996959109866817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115996959109866817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115996959109866817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115996959109866817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/gawd-school-was-so-boring-today-sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115987718637181699</id><published>2006-10-03T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T05:06:27.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just thought of sth funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine that a fire happened in the staffroom, and mr chia ran out first, leaving all the other teachers behind. Then the principal called him in to explain why did he run out first. So he explains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of emergencies, it is women and children first, right? Right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the staffroom, we only employ adults, because this is not sweatshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to the law, women are equal to man at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wouldn't I have a right to run out at first? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115987718637181699?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115987718637181699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115987718637181699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115987718637181699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115987718637181699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-thought-of-sth-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115986887605026077</id><published>2006-10-03T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T02:47:56.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah crap -_- overslept, late for tuition = pon -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratch* die die la, still must complete so many lessons -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, today's graduation service ended in one conclusion, that the guys in 4-4 are SHY (/sacarsm) gluttons =l Literally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when our guys from 4-1 wanted to go for seconds, they all look at one another, hoping one brave soul will go and lead them to get more food, apparently, that brave soul was en yeow, i think he drew inspiration from the 4-4 guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Mee goreng? *about to give some*&lt;br /&gt;Some 4-4 guy: No la, we just want chicken wing&lt;br /&gt;Tiff (in charge of chicken wing): *puts 1 on guy's plate*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: *stares at tiff*&lt;br /&gt;Tiff: *puts another*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: *continue staring*&lt;br /&gt;Tiff: Aiyo, how many you want?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: as many as you can give&lt;br /&gt;Tiff: *puts like 6 chicken wing*&lt;br /&gt;-one crowd of 4-4 guys came demanding all the chicken wings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-5minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remaining half the container of chicken wing disappears~ *sees the gang of guys going to other buffet counters to take MORE chicken wings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk, even if its free, and the school does encourage us to donate lotsa money (no joke man, we get 1 donation card thingy like every 2 months) thats too extreme la, eating 8++ of that -_-, and poor mrs lau haven't even start yet =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh dental appointment tmr -_____-, that means can't go do make up lesson for tuition! screwed =l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115986887605026077?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115986887605026077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115986887605026077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115986887605026077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115986887605026077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/ah-crap-overslept-late-for-tuition-pon.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115979563328709517</id><published>2006-10-02T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T06:27:19.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation service =D</title><content type='html'>ah well, tmr's graduation service, and slightly before that, we'll be writing compositions or sth -_- sucky i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet the parents and get your testpapers is today, as usual, you have parents  comparing who's child is lazier and more pathetic, then when you go home, you get scolded for being more pathetic then the one being compared. Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr wee: nono tobie's result was worse then uni&lt;br /&gt;Mr seah: nono, uni's result is worse then tobie's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-somehow, mr seah wins the arguement of his child being more useless-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the car: SEE LA! YOU SO USELESS! MAKE ME LAO QUI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallo, like who's the genius going around screaming MY SON IS A RETARD! then goes back to scold that child for making him embarassed. Epitome of a stupid parent, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, grad service's tmr so i shall make a prediction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-4 seasons catering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-considering its 2 hours+ long, we're gonna have a talk-to-ur-cher session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-then a prayer by mr lim, probably a slide show about past events seeing that they're playing around with the projector, but i'm sure, everyone wishes the below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD! PLEASE DON'T LET ELAINE LIM SING! OH PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'd complain about how the school is using her funds, i'd complain why the school would hire someone like her to sing during chapel AS A JOB. (pardon me if it was volunteery, but she'll spend $ spoiling our eardrums) I know i'm not someone to comment on other's singing, but i feel i have a right to since I AM FORCED TO TOLERATE SUCH GENOCIDAL ACTIONS TOWARDS MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'd rather mr lim spend $ baking his magnificent muffins for the teachers for their hardwork ._. He'll be a chef if he's not a principal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115979563328709517?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115979563328709517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115979563328709517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115979563328709517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115979563328709517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/10/graduation-service-d.html' title='graduation service =D'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115954212752708742</id><published>2006-09-29T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:02:08.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biology Blooper</title><content type='html'>Okay, i'm sure some of you are worried that the biology error in the paper will cause us to slip a grade, OR increase in a grade, but i'm still dead sure that the answer should be 0.5. Look at the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;*ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;X, being NON polydactyl, is tt&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;the probability of the child being polydactyl is ZERO&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;but, if X marries someone with polydactyl (since its dominant), won't the baby be polydactyl?&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;so without showing who's his bloody wife or her bloody husband&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot determine&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;so i conclude that theres 3 probabilities&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;a) the guy doesnt marry&lt;br /&gt;b) that guy marries a polydactyl&lt;br /&gt;c) that guy DOESN'T marry a polydactyl&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;since the options does not have a 1/3, a) will be striked out&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;leaving&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;he either marries a polydactyl, giving a polydactyl baby, or he doesn't marry a polydactyl, thus, producing a normal baby&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;since polydactyl is a RARE genetic condition, we are NOT given any statistics to reinforce our conclusion, thus we impose the laws of elementary mathematics&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;taking the same probabilty as whether it will rain today or not in emaths,&lt;br /&gt;its 50:50, it either rains, or doesn't&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;thus, concluding the ans to be 0.5 OR void&lt;br /&gt;† Misère Noire † dang, i'm gonna be so lonely in sajc ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you have it, so MAKE IT VOID AND MAKE US ALL HAPPY! -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115954212752708742?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115954212752708742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115954212752708742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115954212752708742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115954212752708742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/biology-blooper.html' title='Biology Blooper'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115954006106336331</id><published>2006-09-29T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T07:27:41.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SS WAR EPISODE III: Revenge of the Pear (translate pear square rotten to chinese)</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure whether this is true or not, but from what i heard from yaoi (yao wei), our SS teachers are waging war against one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all begin, when our epic HOD made this comment at 4-3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: the following words carries partial truth, and may cause certain disturbance to some people, viewer discretion is advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am happy to say, 4-3 and 4-1 did quite well for SS, hope i could say the same for 4-2, but the teacher, haizzzz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point to get across:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU HAVE ME YOU WIN, YOU HAVE THE OTHER TEACHER YOU DIE! YOU HEAR ME?! YOU DIE! YOU WALLOW IN YOUR PITIFUL SORROW CRYING OVER HOW BADLY YOU HAVE DONE IN SS AND FIND INDULGANCE IN YOUR PATHETIC SELF-PITY! NOW HEIL ME! HEILLL MEE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Another SS teacher walks pass-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this story is credible or not, but i'm quite sure my guess is as good as yours, some of you might think the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) what's the probability of that ss teacher walking pass when pear said that? (i don't know, but i CAN tell you the probability of kwek saying that is 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Aiyo, so careless (most probably en yeow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Har har har har (insert velocity graph of a ball being released to the ground that bounces back up for sound frequency diagram), yes, its you victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or simply,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) WOMG, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Uni won't be blogging for a looong time, now he is currently aiming for 6~8 pts for O lvls, thus, the mugging after recharging his batteries for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoire~! And may T3h f0rc3 b3 w1th j0u l01 (copyrighted by Darth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115954006106336331?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115954006106336331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115954006106336331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115954006106336331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115954006106336331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/ss-war-episode-iii-revenge-of-pear.html' title='SS WAR EPISODE III: Revenge of the Pear (translate pear square rotten to chinese)'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115882467157959813</id><published>2006-09-21T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:52:28.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee~Biology was easy =D</title><content type='html'>Wow, had my shock when i first saw the paper for section B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: Didn't i see this on the june paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scribbles happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Question (same as the june paper again):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: WOAH! DID SOMEONE SCREW AROUND WITH THE PRINTER AGAIN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scribbles answers happily at the same time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Question: NOT the same, hur hur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: Dang, i wished someone really did screw with the printer =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the paper at 10am, (started at 9.10), checked, (time is 9.14), check again, (time is 9.15), checked again (time is 9.15) -_- So i fell asleep while checking. Till someone woke me up, i stared at my watch hoping time had passed, (time is 9.15) =_+ wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can uni do in that span of 40 minutes? Ah, chemistry is tmr isn't it? So there i was scribbling all the stuff i can remember for chemistry. Invigilators walked passed and stared, even Miss Lam was speechless when i was writing =D So, the moral of the story is, you don't have to sleep to have fun during an exam, just scribble on a piece of paper and let the examiners stare =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, the paper was rather easy (in my opinion), think i might get an A for bio ;p *pops a champagne bottle* Bet that crazy wayne's disapointed ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone want any luck for tomorrow's chemistry, rub kwek's head, steal his aura and put it in your head, its way more effective (and environmentally friendly) then burning your chemistry  book, dissolve it in water, and drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you don't something bad will happen, such as having your little sister wander into a schoolbus full of blind deaf school children, and that schoolbus will be T-boned by a cement truck going 75 miles per hour carrying 9500 pounds of cargo =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115882467157959813?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115882467157959813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115882467157959813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115882467157959813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115882467157959813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/weebiology-was-easy-d.html' title='Wee~Biology was easy =D'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115875922303894334</id><published>2006-09-20T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T06:33:43.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee~ Screwed we are =D</title><content type='html'>Ah well, had a really refreshing 12 hour sleep after the physics practical which is horrendously practically terrible practical =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: So how's your practical?&lt;br /&gt;Uni: EXCELLENT! I'M SURE ALL OF US CAN ACE IT EASY! *coughs* sacarsm (very audible for the teacher)&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: What? 4-1 leh! How can like that?&lt;br /&gt;Uni: 4-1 is useless if the teacher is useless at teaching us practicals =l&lt;br /&gt;Class: *stares in shocks and horror seeing uni tell the truth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, no offence, but mdm shariffa THEORITICALLY (according to her, how many ppl scored distinction for physics) produce Theoretical A+ students, but i'm sure they PRACTICALLY fail practicals =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehh, shan't talk bout sad stuff, talk about today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths was easy, yet horrible, somehow, my pudgy fingers seem to push buttons wrongly and all my calculated values are like damn different from kwek's =_= Ah well, i only minused 20marks (according to kwek) at most (working marks not included) =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan-ed with xuan qi after that, haha, she's like damn wasteful, the nice nice ba chou mee she didn't even finish, and she ended up pouring soup into it to play around =_= Should send her to africa sometime, hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to sing post to study after that since she didn't wanna go to her "dream workplace" for some apparent reason. Song ying ps-ed us, so left me and her =l Met Wayne again at sing post and we studied together (with ming jia and the xin yi) So study study, we saw that same purple-shirt-1-dollar-sprite-ordering lady who looked like someone from "The Ring" but ate macdonalds (yeah, more obese). Woah, damn horrible sia, she wear the same clothes for 3 days since we've studied at sing post, scary @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, doing a quick blog, so shan't rant anymore, and lets hope i can ace the bio paper tmr =l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115875922303894334?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115875922303894334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115875922303894334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115875922303894334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115875922303894334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/wee-screwed-we-are-d.html' title='Wee~ Screwed we are =D'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115858104715717906</id><published>2006-09-18T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T05:04:07.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, chemistry practical, tomorrow, APOCALYPSE!</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah, i'm sure most of you guys out there who has given up on the subject physics is probably DAMN RELAX about tomorrow since a particular science teacher has been so HARDWORKING and DRIVEN that she DOES PRACTICALS so often that her students are so CONFIDENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough, sarcasm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are somethings you can do to reduce the chances of screwing up tomorrow's practical exams. Here are 3 easy steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: Have a good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Pray to God so he'll grant you wisdom yadda yadda etc&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Put a baby jesus statue in your bag and hang a jesus keychain by your pencil box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops, wrong script, applicable only to christians, well, for us PAGANS and ATHEISTs, here's one simple line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUG OR DIE YOU NOOB!!!ONEONE!!ONE!!111!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah nah, jokes asides, but seriously, what CAN we study for physics practical? We don't even have a physics mock exam =_= Lets see what the MOST EXCELLENT PHYSICS TEACHER WHICH CAN PRODUCE 80% DISTINCTIONS IN 4-1 said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whaaat yew ngee?! I've done so MANY practicals with your class and now you tell me you're not confident?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sacarsm lock on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what the expert who has been studying physics for the whole of today gotta say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuanqi: The trend for experiment design questions is to get density o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and i think lens might come out tomorrow, i just got a feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------n o  s a c a r s m  i n t e n d e d ----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats funny, i had a feeling electronics would come out, then again, i had a feeling that a chimpanzee put into cold sleep was revived and ran rampage around the chemistry lab during our practical too.. hmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115858104715717906?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115858104715717906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115858104715717906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115858104715717906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115858104715717906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-chemistry-practical-tomorrow.html' title='Today, chemistry practical, tomorrow, APOCALYPSE!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115841200932093187</id><published>2006-09-16T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T06:06:49.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some question that may come out for the experiment design for chem</title><content type='html'>Ok, since xuan qi asked, and i can't msn nor call her (because she busted her bills) i'm just gonna state some ways of the question being phrase. From someone who's not as good (as kwek), here's some SUGGESTIONS (by that meaning i will not be held responsible if you wrote this and got it wrong) for the experiment design qns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X Forms a compound of MHCO3 which decomposes on heating according to the following equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2MHCO3 -&gt; M2CO3 + CO2 + H2O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a sample of MHCO3 and the usual apparatus (meaning no super advanced science invention that you can cock up and claim it exists) in a school laboratory, suggest an experiment(normally other then the one you do for titration) which could be use to find the atomic Mass of M. You should include measurements you would take and show how you would use your results to obtain a value for the relative atomic mass of M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the answer wld be sth like this since they already give you the equation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat a known MASS(not sample) of MHCO3 and collect the VOLUME (don't use amount) of Carbon Dioxide gas produced using a GAS SYRINGE (remember to name your apparatus and please stop commenting on how poor the school is that it doesnt have one). Using Volume/24dm^3 = NO. of Mol, you can find the mol of MHCO3 should double the amount of carbon dioxide (due to the equation) So once you know the Mol of MHCO3 and you have the mass of it, you can find the relative atomic mass of M by Mass/Molar mass = Mol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points to note, always remember to use the MOL concepts, the equations given and that few experiments we do. Always compare the MOLs in the equation, then you can find your ans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the design the experiment crap, it appears in many ways, such as if you get a mass, you just say you obtain the mass by mixing acid and sth, you dry the residue btw filter papers and weigh the mass of the residue. Then using Mass/molar mass = mol, you can find the mol and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, good luck =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115841200932093187?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115841200932093187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115841200932093187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115841200932093187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115841200932093187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/some-question-that-may-come-out-for.html' title='Some question that may come out for the experiment design for chem'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115832879201065829</id><published>2006-09-15T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T06:59:52.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath of first prelim week</title><content type='html'>Dang, today's practical is HORRENDOUS, TOTAL MAYHEM, DISASTROUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut your dam onion rings and draw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth lor, then we do as they say, the whole class stained their graph paper with onion juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lam: USE YOUR COMMON SENSE! ONION IS STILL WET! YOU'RE GONNA DIRTY YOUR GRAPH PAPER THAT WAY! *rabbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: wth la, which ()@$&amp;*!()$ came up with this sh*t experiment, draw what stupid onion size, just measure cannot meh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-15minutes ticks by-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lam: OH MY GOODNESS! WHY HAVEN'T YOU DRAW THE ONION?! OMG YOU TOO! AND YOU TOO! *runs around frantically in the lab*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: *stares* ARE WE SUPPOSE TO DRAW?!?! *reads* UH OH! *re-dos the experiment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: For those who think Miss Lam is being bothersome, no she isn't, she saved most of our asses today (kwek excluded) we're indeed screwed today, if she was not our invigilator today =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a summary of how i felt i did for the prelims:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS- phew, questions quite ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog- WHO THE )(@$&amp;amp;*$@ SET THOSE @_($*_!@% KILLER QNS?! MAKE ME MEMORIZE ALL 26 FORMS OF ESSAYS OF TOURISM AND MANUFACTURING AND ONLY 3 CAME OUT $@()!*&amp;amp;%(!$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths: Wah lao, my shoelace (used to measure area of graphs) forgot to add one last coordinate, 12 + 7 gone =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emaths: Yay~ rather easy =D Gonna ace it &gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Good thing the setters didn't set any D.C. or A.C.s or electronics =_= if not screwed i will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming worries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics practical, we are screwed. Somewhere back in my mind, either something erased all my physic practical memories OR she didn't do much with us. That day, mr lim did dynamics (balancing of Metre Rule to weigh stuff), we took more then 1/2 hour trying to balance that (@$*Q(@$ ruler, end up, only a handful could complete the experiment -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end with this statement: Mdm Shariffa's practicals are practically useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115832879201065829?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115832879201065829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115832879201065829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115832879201065829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115832879201065829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/aftermath-of-first-prelim-week.html' title='Aftermath of first prelim week'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115815235012583478</id><published>2006-09-13T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:59:11.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pen spinning fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcWFHzWGXlg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcWFHzWGXlg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, was bored, thought this looked pretty cool o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: its my pencil case at the corner if you think i didn't do this =P it just looks complicated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115815235012583478?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115815235012583478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115815235012583478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115815235012583478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115815235012583478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/pen-spinning-fun.html' title='pen spinning fun!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115745330969931517</id><published>2006-09-05T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T03:48:30.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST, FISH EVER!</title><content type='html'>Been waking up at like 7am everyday to go study with a bunch of friends, fun, but backbreaking (talk about writing with your backs bent for a few hours =_= ) So today, went to the Esplanade (Durian) to study under xuanqi's reccomendation since the bugis NLB is like, damn crowded =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we reached there at around 9.30++ am, we stood outside, staring at the sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Opens from Monday ~ Friday, 11am to 9pm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni: =_= wth? *stares at xq*&lt;br /&gt;xq: Yay~lets go Macs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up studying at Macs with the irritating tibeten guy screaming at some black raven at Shangri-La&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the star of today's post, Long John Silver's NEWEST, most "DELECTABLE" dish ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Breaded fish with tongue tingling sauce on rice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn right, the sauce was tongue tingling, or rather, exotic. And by what the manager of Long John's mean by exotic in our context, i figured it meant "disgusting",  "revolting" and absolutely "horrendous" What was supposedly honey tasted like some sauce made from a hive of dead bees ran over by a rubbish truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the both of us, took a few bites and gave up. Even resorting to filling the entire bowl of food with chilli turned out USELESS and every attempt to qwell the "flavour" ended up in futile. Distraughted, we ate the nacho like thing, spying around the Long John's for victims like ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A middle aged guy walks in with 2 kids, orders ONE bowl of what we ordered for himself and bought sth else for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni: *whispers* another victim, let us pray for him&lt;br /&gt;xq: *nod nod*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we watched with both pity and horror, the brave soul ate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and ate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and ate?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni: holy sh*t,  ''his appetite is as vast as the universe and his stomach is made of steel! (in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;xq: O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that guy's a monster (or are we too spoiled) he wolfed down the food as if it's edible! No sooner, he finished it with us looking in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Guys after NS can wolf down almost any types of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before i forgot, if anyone wants to play a prank at SMRT (with all those policemen running here and there) heres what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear sth that makes you look like a terrorist, throw a box into the train, wait till the doors are closed, you put up this notice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is a bomb in your train, have a nice day =) " -Saddam Bin Osama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit back, and watch the passengers stare back at you in fear XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115745330969931517?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115745330969931517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115745330969931517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115745330969931517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115745330969931517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-fish-ever.html' title='BEST, FISH EVER!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115737186102899741</id><published>2006-09-04T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T05:11:01.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The death of Steve Irwin</title><content type='html'>Steve Irwin, aged 44, died after having his lungs/heart punctured by a stingray along the coasts of the great barrier reef, this is a great loss to all of us who loved his show =l *Sigh, if only he had listen to what his crocodile oracle had to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/steve_irwin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/steve_irwin2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              A friendly crocodile warning our late conservationist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/stingray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/stingray.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Whatever is this stingray talking about?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/060903_irwin_hmed_10p.hmedium.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/060903_irwin_hmed_10p.hmedium.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, jokes over =l Poor guy, i used to love his show so much because it helps me get over the sunday blues =l *Sigh, hope he's in heaven (i think he's a christian), playing happily with his crocodile friends (do crocodiles go to heaven?) Well, he was a good man, perhaps years later his son, Bob Irwin, will take over when i'm like 36 =l May whoever's up there bless his soul =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115737186102899741?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115737186102899741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115737186102899741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115737186102899741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115737186102899741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/09/death-of-steve-irwin.html' title='The death of Steve Irwin'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115692738067509566</id><published>2006-08-30T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:43:00.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a nice brother too =DDDDDD</title><content type='html'>Okay, xiao wei has a nice brother who likes models and all, but i have the same type of brother, but worse. He lives the high luxurious life on his scholarship money, probably only a few hundred a month. He has stacks of comics, and stacks of anime figurines from his trips to japan, so, without further ado, i shall show you the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A1046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A1040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A1040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A1044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A1044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A1047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A1045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've actually been to my house, you'll know this room is STRICTLY forbidden, so is photography in his room, but with special permission (that means, without his consent) you are privileged to look at these =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS: Photography is extremely bad due to cramp conditions in his room, it is neat, but the space to move around is limited to walking only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115692738067509566?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115692738067509566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115692738067509566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115692738067509566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115692738067509566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-nice-brother-too-dddddd.html' title='i have a nice brother too =DDDDDD'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115596783813595864</id><published>2006-08-18T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:10:38.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advices anyone?</title><content type='html'>Ah crap, just after 3 weeks of constantly studying till 12, my stupid body can't take it, damn weak =_= Think I'm some what cursed or sth, things are NOT going well fo rme, lets recap whats bad in the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm constantly getting heacaches and dizziness&lt;br /&gt;-My left eye vision is getting blurred (eldon said its lazy eye)&lt;br /&gt;-My Eczema just came back (my fingers are rotting)&lt;br /&gt;-losing concentrations in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Miss Lam went crazy on us for thursday. In case some of you (from 4-2) like that useless fat jon who does nth but give useless comments that never seem to make a significance think its our fault, here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pft on that day, NO announcements were made that PE was cancelled, so we were in a dilema whether should we go or not. Then joanne went down to ask mr lian if there was PE, Li hua rushed off (WITHOUT any idea whether there was PE or not, i was assuming she thought there wasn't) Then joanne came back, and said we can go for PE. Li hua came back, saying MISS LAM is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a simplified version: WE WENT FOR PE ON A PE PERIOD, WHICH LI HUA THOUGHT WAS A FREE PERIOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then miss lam came to bitch (sorry, i'm not in any condition to think sanely about the consequences of my actions, considering how much angst is in me in my fked up body) as if she was in the right. Hallo~ Was it our fault that the bio rep went to look for her not knowing that there was suppose to be PE? She focused her arguement on US, not giving a damn bout bio, but yeah, if anything, we should blame HER for her imcompetence of NOT finishing the syllybus and talking so much about God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God can let me hear voices in my head (answers), yeah, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so why PREACH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, what bothersome pastor wannabes we have...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115596783813595864?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115596783813595864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115596783813595864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115596783813595864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115596783813595864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/advices-anyone.html' title='Advices anyone?'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115535395020284357</id><published>2006-08-11T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T20:42:33.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O levels Chinese aftermath</title><content type='html'>Actual account of an O levels survivor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was screaming everywhere, mayhem filled the entire hall as loud screams resonated within the grounds, and the earth shook like an earthquake (probably sent by tremors of Li Hua jumping around) As i take those faithful steps towards what seems to be the source of this chaos (mdm sng's table with all the results), i peeked carefully at what will be my fate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thoughts: Damn, retake WITH parental consent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, i never gave a damn bout chinese anyway, cept for the teacher who made it so hard to push us, kinda feel bad now =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i hear, theres around 6 distinctions (a1, a2) i'm thinking the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen Jie (Duh~)&lt;br /&gt;Li Hua&lt;br /&gt;Joanne&lt;br /&gt;Yi Long&lt;br /&gt;Hiu Ching&lt;br /&gt;Jun Quan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why, they had the look on their face, the poor poor chinese look whom parents forced them to memorize thousand of "Tang" poems and scirbble thousands of chinese words (millions of incantations of your worse nightmare) blindfoled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disclaimer: the above had been exaggerated*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ah well, heres a bit of "education" for you people who wants to retake. Kwek called the MOE for inquiries, they said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can retake the Chinese O's, they'll take your better result"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us take a look at the Pros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You MAY score better considering you scored WELL for your orals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You make Wang Da Ma happier, if you scored better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats about it =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us take a look at the Cons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You waste time preparing for Chinese and have less time to focus on other subject (not applicable to kwek who is pressured by Dalai Lama (victor) to score 8A1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You DO NOT get to slack off during Chinese to focus on other subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You have less stress =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats about it, cya folks ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115535395020284357?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115535395020284357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115535395020284357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115535395020284357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115535395020284357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-levels-chinese-aftermath.html' title='O levels Chinese aftermath'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115512476135539626</id><published>2006-08-09T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T04:59:22.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny math</title><content type='html'>Was chatting on msn today, slacking off from studying, then amelia posted a blog site for me, and it was, HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the webby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.wewank.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the site name itself, you can already guess its a semi-raunchy joke riddled site, but who cares, we all know about such crap already =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i came across the very same math equations yi long was showing us in class that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/findx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/findx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/expand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/expand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/sinx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/sinx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, doing so, i remembered kwek showed me an equation before too! (rather old ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women = Money x Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women = money x money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is the root of all evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women = (evil)^1/2 x (evil)^1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women = Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay proved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115512476135539626?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115512476135539626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115512476135539626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115512476135539626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115512476135539626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/funny-math.html' title='Funny math'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115509707600334005</id><published>2006-08-08T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:26:40.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed the fireworks?</title><content type='html'>Oh well, yesterday was National Day Eve, (dubbed NDE, if there's such a shortform), and there were fireworks! If you missed it, here's a video of it @ Marina Bay =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GIRBleRXX3Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GIRBleRXX3Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115509707600334005?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115509707600334005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115509707600334005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115509707600334005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115509707600334005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/missed-fireworks.html' title='Missed the fireworks?'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115503810372132454</id><published>2006-08-08T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T04:55:23.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday jun quan!</title><content type='html'>Okay, today, was national day celebration, wow, it was, great. Cept the marching. Sometimes i feel that the NPCC of our school's pathetic +_+ The marching was so out of sync. So there we were singing national day song and the Singaporean propaganda is starting to sink in me as i feel so patriotic. Cept for en yeow, he's so anti PAP =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we went to Cafe Cartel @ Plaza Singapure to celebrate JQ's birthday,  and one word can describe their service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, you heard me, it SUCKED. Mass boycott that place anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor: 12 set lunch A and 1 fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food came, 11 set lunch As and 2 fish and chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after telling the ppl-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the order was corrected and we ate the honey chicken happily, till we tasted how horrendous it is! (the soup's damn sour too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill: 11 Set lunch A, 2 fish and chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our brave victor went to confront them again. And yeah, we're almost on the verge of calling kwek's lawyer to sue the pants off their arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean SERIOUSLY, we were practically the only ppl in the cafe and ISSIT SO HARD TO GET 12 COMEPLETELY IDENTICAL SET LUNCH As AND ONE FISH AND CHIPS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- on service. And the old uncle there insulted me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Uni goes to get bread, sees feeble old cartel waiter uncle cutting bread-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have 13 ppl, i'm suppose to take more bread then he's already cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni starts cutting bread, old uncle stops uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Uncle: AYE AYE! I CUT I CUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Err its ok, we'll be needing a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Uncle: AYE! DON'T NEED! I CUT, FASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: (thinks) You and your ()@$&amp;amp;@_! trembling old hands and failed eyesight can cut bread faster then me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, damn lousy service =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of us singing a happy birthday song~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/20At2U0iiao"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/20At2U0iiao" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115503810372132454?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115503810372132454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115503810372132454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115503810372132454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115503810372132454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-jun-quan.html' title='Happy birthday jun quan!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115494929695783792</id><published>2006-08-07T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T04:14:57.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with equations~</title><content type='html'>Hmm the prelims are approaching, if i were you, i'd probably start cramming in all your crap formulas. So in that process and with some luck, i just thought of sth, ain't it fun if you make formulas connect into sth weird? Let you creativity run XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: "Money is not everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation: Money =/= Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: "Money is the root of all evil"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation: Evil^1/2 =/= Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Not everything is half evil (but it may be fully Evil =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement:"Nobody is perfect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation: Nobody = Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement:"You are a nobody." (when someone insults you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation: You = Nobody = Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: That moron trying to insult you says you're perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: Nothing is impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation: Nothing = Impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: "That is nothing la! Look what i can do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation: Sth you're doing = Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: The moron trying insult you, is yet again, wrong, because you did the impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: No cats have nine tails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation: No cat = 9 tails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: A cat has one more tail then "no cat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation: No cat + 1 = Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: A cat has 10 tails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets have some math:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#008000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Theorem: All numbers are equal.&lt;br /&gt;Proof:&lt;br /&gt;Choose arbitrary a and b, and let t = a + b. Then&lt;br /&gt;a + b = t&lt;br /&gt;(a + b)(a - b) = t(a - b)&lt;br /&gt;a^2 - b^2 = ta - tb&lt;br /&gt;a^2 - ta = b^2 - tb&lt;br /&gt;a^2 - ta + (t^2)/4 = b^2 - tb + (t^2)/4&lt;br /&gt;(a - t/2)^2 = (b - t/2)^2&lt;br /&gt;a - t/2 = b - t/2&lt;br /&gt;a = b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all numbers are the same, and math is pointless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115494929695783792?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115494929695783792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115494929695783792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115494929695783792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115494929695783792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/fun-with-equations.html' title='Fun with equations~'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115494713151447143</id><published>2006-08-07T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T03:38:52.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Determine the thermal dynamics of Hell..(i think thats the topic)</title><content type='html'>Heard this one from Tofu yesterday, damn hilarious, but the guy who wrote is damn brilliant. I'll try to recollect from my memory of what Tofu said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information, thats some University topic for some essay lol, they're always giving stuff you cannot prove literally to ppl =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this guy started writing about religions. So if there'res X number of religions in the world that states something like ,"If you don't believe in our religion, your soul goes to hell", so considering theres a lot of religions like this, there will be people going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for your soul to go to Hell, there must be a certain space to store them right? But what if Hell is just one limited place? Increasing amount of particles in a limited place, pressure increases. Boyle's Law states that the product of the volume and&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pressure of a fixed quantity of an ideal gas is constant, given constant temperature, but thats not the case, so temperature increases, and Hell hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyle's Law: PV = k&lt;br /&gt;*P = Pressure&lt;br /&gt;V = Volume&lt;br /&gt;k = Constant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if, like the universe, Hell increasingly grows? If the influx of souls to Hell excedes the growth of it, then eventually, all Hell breaks lose as there will be a certain limit it can expand. But what if the influx of souls to Hell is SLOWER then the growth of Hell's territory? Then it according the Boyle's law, the temperature drops, and eventually, Hell freezes over. Sounds logical? I know it does =D Brilliant isn't it, this guy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115494713151447143?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115494713151447143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115494713151447143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115494713151447143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115494713151447143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/determine-thermal-dynamics-of-helli.html' title='Determine the thermal dynamics of Hell..(i think thats the topic)'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115483309262635798</id><published>2006-08-05T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T19:58:12.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll: Chinese O's, retaking or not?</title><content type='html'>Ok, i'm sure most of you are as screwed as i am (and by most i don't mean chinese high-flyers) for chinese. Thanks to mr thamman-sth, we cannot pump our chinese a day or 2 before the O lvls and still manage an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're getting back our results at like, this coming friday. So anyway, what will you do if you score &lt; (A1,A2)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Screw chinese, its over&lt;br /&gt;b)OMFG! RETAKE! I NEED THAT SUBJECT&lt;br /&gt;c)Migrate to India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, taking that your chinese NEVER scored higher then ANY of your other subjects (besides combined humanities), will you retake it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets analyze the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would retake the chinese because you wanna use it as some sorta backup in case your selected L1R5 grade, but to preparing to ACE (get distinctions), is a shitload of work. So would you retake it? Or spend that time "honing" other subjects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather go polish my other subjects then take Chinese. I mean like wth, you wanna be a joker to waste time? You wanna take another Chinese paper, you waste a few hours doing the paper, you waste time studying which is not gonna make a dumb difference, what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AIYA! JUST TAKE LA! AT LEAST MAYBE CAN GET AN A WHAT! WHAT IF YOUR SCIENCE SCORE BADLY?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grades =/= Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the chances of getting an A for chinese without much preparation? Very low&lt;br /&gt;Whats the chances of having a science grade LOWER then chinese? *looks at results slip, uni's Chinese never scored beyond the science grades*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, they still wanna pressurize me and all that crap. Sheesh, they speak as if they understand my situation more then i do, wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115483309262635798?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115483309262635798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115483309262635798' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115483309262635798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115483309262635798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/08/poll-chinese-os-retaking-or-not.html' title='Poll: Chinese O&apos;s, retaking or not?'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115331398509274245</id><published>2006-07-19T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T06:34:12.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IQ test just for kicks~</title><content type='html'>Was surfing talkcocksummit and found this IQ test. Looks interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#FFF774;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your IQ Is 135&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFCCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/iq.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Below Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Exceptional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=l I'm illogical, guess thats why i'm always rattling nonsense =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115331398509274245?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115331398509274245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115331398509274245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115331398509274245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115331398509274245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/07/iq-test-just-for-kicks.html' title='IQ test just for kicks~'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115262417060482335</id><published>2006-07-11T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T06:22:51.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>START YOUR OWN REVISION! WE WON'T MAKE IT!</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is really serious. Flipping through the textbook, i realized we have around 6 chapters to go and only around 50+11(holidays)  days to cover it! Rounds up to around 60-8 (weekends) days, we have 52 days of Google to help us! I mean like wtf? 52/6, you get only like 9 days (max) per chapter! Looking past at how long we took to cover 2/3 of the chapter of genetics/heredity, we'll never make it! So take up your bio textbooks now and start revising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teach less, learn more." No wonder Google is able to come up with that. She's probably secretly plotting this Zzz. Ahhh, gotta start mugging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115262417060482335?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115262417060482335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115262417060482335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115262417060482335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115262417060482335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/07/start-your-own-revision-we-wont-make.html' title='START YOUR OWN REVISION! 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Like the 500 pound Tifa Lockheart (FF7) which is too large to fit into my camera phone =( (think my camera will shatter if i tried to take a picture) So, without further delay, i present to you, pictures &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0766.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy (Guilty Gear X) and some character i&lt;br /&gt;don't know =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0761.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0761.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! A character from Fate/Stay Night =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0754.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of Goths (looks pretty emo to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0762.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0762.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome artwork on the graffiti wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0750.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0750.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleach Team Kurochan! Waving their "Zanpakutous"&lt;br /&gt;supporting their friend on stage singing (Man that&lt;br /&gt;singer rox, why ain't she in sg idol =(  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0727.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0727.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent Valentine and Yuffie, FF7 (Damn (@*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;U thief who kept stealing my Materials in the game)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0737.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud Strife and Vincent Valentine (FF7)&lt;br /&gt;PS: You can see Cid's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0738.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud Strife (again) and Yazoo/Kadaj (FF7: Advent Children)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0732.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth! FF7&lt;br /&gt;(there was a purpled hair one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0734.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea what anime is this. =_= But who&lt;br /&gt;cares, they have wings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0745.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleach fanatics, Sui Fong and some high leveled&lt;br /&gt;Hollow character in the manga, haven't red about&lt;br /&gt;his name yet&lt;br /&gt;====================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had many more pictures, but lazy to upload =_= Well i'll stop here for now XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115253244787791161?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115253244787791161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115253244787791161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115253244787791161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115253244787791161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/07/cosfest-2006.html' title='Cosfest 2006~!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115233100019288683</id><published>2006-07-07T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:56:40.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats with whale poaching?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so i woke up on a saturday morning at 10.54 am, like, the latest i've ever woken on a term so late. So there i was brushing my teeth and washing up, i made my way down stairs and *poof* i see my dad sitting at the living room watching chnl 50 (the chinese news chnl thingy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's first thought: Sh*t, porridge for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background: Whenever dad is home, lunch is NEVER yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Pa, not going to work?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: No.&lt;br /&gt;Uni (shouts to aunt): WHATS FOR LUNCH?&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: Err..vegetables..fish..porridge..&lt;br /&gt;Uni: (hates it when im right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the kitchen and brought sth to the living room to eat. As i munched my garlic bread, i found out my dad was watching the japs pwning whales manipulating the whale protection protocol as they claim they hunted those whales for "SCIENTIFIC RESEARCH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Jap guy who looks like he's intelligent: In the year 2XXX (a.k.a. i won't live that long to suffer the dmgs we've done), the world will have reached 9billion, food will be a problem etc etc, then lotsa forest have to be cleared for agriculture, so we have to start eating whale meat! Bon appetite! *eats a whale burger* Mmmm, Whal-donalds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: I thought whale is going extinct, why the (_@&amp;amp;*(@ are they hunting them now if you wanna use them for food reserves later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Mrs Lau said during geography, the japs are really asking for trouble. They hunt whales, they cant eat the meat, what for? If the kids ain't like it why you wanna promote whale burgers so much? They're not even tasty nor THAT nutritious. Yes we know, it fed your bloody country after the world war but shldn't you be GRATEFUL such a giant stupid (becuz they're so friendly to the evil humans) fish existed? Sheesh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115233100019288683?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115233100019288683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115233100019288683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115233100019288683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115233100019288683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-with-whale-poaching.html' title='Whats with whale poaching?'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115184439047456195</id><published>2006-07-02T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T05:46:30.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so you missed out on our class bbq. You claim no one told you about it nor did you catch the wind of it yadda yadda. Oh wait, you did, li hua said she told you, but i don't know the liability of that statement. So you think we did it on purpose? Must you hound us that bad? Did we go ,"ehh pss, having class bbq, don't tell xiao wei." No we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, im sick and tired of this. Why must you be so mentally insecure that you think ppl are against you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115184439047456195?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115184439047456195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115184439047456195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115184439047456195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115184439047456195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-so-you-missed-out-on-our-class.html' title=''/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115141602051358411</id><published>2006-06-27T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T06:47:02.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genes! Don't you just love them?</title><content type='html'>Okay, had lessons about heridity and all that crap. Suddenly, it struck me! Why didn't a realize is sooner? Now i know why my Dad is so damn unreasonable and my Sister is such a damn hypocrite. Lets take the DOMINANT gene as unreasonability since its so unreasonable that it can argue reasonability out of its stand. As miss lam has stated, the genotypes will thus be Rr, because she also said its UNWISE to use alphabets with ambiguous capital and small letters to represent your gametes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my mum's the really reasonable one, so she should be homozygous reasonable (rr), and my dad, super unreasonable, its the homozygous UNreasonable (RR). So with the understanding, the F1 generation (children) in biology terms is US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so you can see, no matter how you mix and match, you'll end up with heterozygous (Rr) genes, which is supposedly unreasonable since it is dominant. So as you can see i relate this to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is a hypocritical miser or ****** (insert word of insults here) She goes on how bloody hygeneic and all she is. She changes to her pyjamas or bathe before she sleeps, washes her face with 100++ dollar creams (at expenses of my dad), etc etc. She often goes "LOOK AT THE BEAUTIFUL BAGS! I WANNA BUY!" but then she would often go "No la, better save money." Despite seeing this Carlo Ringo bag going for 100++ dollars, she waited till the great singapore sale but HAVE NOT YET BOUGHT IT. Even when my aunt gave her the money, she kapo-ed it and didn't buy the bag =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, she was watching "friends" in my kor's room (he went to tokyo for 2 wks), i went in to enjoy the aircon, and sat on the bed, then the bitching starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation Re-enactment (at around 7pm):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni (insert normal uni voice): Wah lao you watch friends for the 982981984294th time for what?&lt;br /&gt;Sis (insert squirmy, high pitched typical b*tch voice): OI! I TELL YOU HOW MANY TIMES ALREADY! YOU SO DIRTY LIE ON KOR'S BED FOR WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;Uni: I just bathed at around 4pm and slept till now =_=&lt;br /&gt;Sis: I DON'T CARE! YOU'RE JUST DIRTY! YOU LIE ON THE SOFA WHICH ALL THE PEOPLE LIE ON JUST NOW! (Display of Rr genes, she firmly believes she is the only clean one in the house and think the rest of the family is "dirty")&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Oh wow, i find it damn ironic that that came from someone who doesn't use a common spoon to scoop food huh?&lt;br /&gt;Sis: YOU SHUT UP LA! JUST GET OFF THE BED! ( Mental denial of the fact that she got pwned)&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Ah whatever, next time i buy any tidbits you don't take (yes she kapos my munchies), its too TAINTED FOR YOUR HOLY MOUTH WOMG! -walks off-&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can see the display of Rr genes. 1/2 the unreasonability of my Dad. Now this is what happens if its my dad's unreasonability in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Converstaion Simulation (at around 7pm):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni (insert normal uni voice): Wah lao you watch friends for the 982981984294th time for what?&lt;br /&gt;Sis (insert chimpanzee screaming voice): GET OUT YOU DIRTY BRAT! NOW! -instantly turns to a giant green hulk and throws uni out of the window-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent display of deterence before any mental damage can be done to her =l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115141602051358411?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115141602051358411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115141602051358411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115141602051358411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115141602051358411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/06/genes-dont-you-just-love-them.html' title='Genes! Don&apos;t you just love them?'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-115133090683542825</id><published>2006-06-26T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T07:08:27.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang, and our holidays just ended =(</title><content type='html'>Oh well, the holiday is gone. Hurray for entertainment-less days~! I doubt we'll have september holidays, and our prelim dates are downright awesome. SEPTEMBER 11 LOL. I wonder if osama would come strutting down our desks handing us our papers saying sth like ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GD LUK KIDZ! MEBBE I WILL HIJACK  YOUR O LVL PAPERS CARRYING PLANES! THEN YOU HAFTA RETAKE YOUR PAPERS! MUHAHAHAHA! &gt;=)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we had lessons today, and a health check. Was damn disappointed when the girls went in first and there were no injections. Cuz we can't smuggle in tissue and come out with our sleeve up and dabbing a bit of tissue into our arm, moaning in pain and scaring them XD. Last time i pulled that off i made yi chang get a stomach ache X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i had my mind drifting off afterwards. Damn tiring, probably due to lack of sleep and monday, post holidays blues. =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr nth much to blog about actually =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-115133090683542825?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/115133090683542825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=115133090683542825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115133090683542825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/115133090683542825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/06/dang-and-our-holidays-just-ended.html' title='Dang, and our holidays just ended =('/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114986049099716645</id><published>2006-06-09T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T06:41:54.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and now, here and now</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, im finally back to blog once after my dad ripped out my computer monitor. I'm currently on my laptop, la la~ What a shame, i was lazy to fix my spare monitor back and play it in front of that guy. He must take me for a fool, just taking away the monitor. Then again, i might bring his intelligence level further from a pig to a dolphin, then he'll kapo my CPU as well. He learnt his lesson because he took the mouse the first time he tried to prevent me from playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By chart of intelligence of my dad to computers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey: Takes away mouse to prevent me from playing. &lt;-Passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig: Takes away monitor to prevent me from playing. &lt;- Current Level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolphin: Takes away CPU to prevent me from playing. &lt;- Next Level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human (not that bright): Smashes computer with an oversized club &lt;- Insane Level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after reading someone's blog, i wanna try this too. Lets see how much you know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thesis: I do my homework day after day dilligently.&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Apparently i don't, i procrastinate till at 5am in the morning before school, i do my homework while listening to J-pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thesis: When you're feeling down, i'll cheer you up and give you a pat in the back.&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Well it depends. If i'm in a gothic mood, i'll destroy every hope you have of living and make you feel life is just suffering till your immortal soul is free like buddha said. If i was in a good mood, i'll use sacarsm to drift you back to reality and slap you back to your senses cuz no crap is bad enough for you to be an emo kid. (does not apply to ppl i don't know well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thesis: I bring so much food to school cuz my parents run a provision shop.&lt;br /&gt;Ans: FOR THE LOVE OF PORK! MY PARENTS DON'T RUN A PROVISION SHOP! I SMUGGLE EVERY SINGLE TIDBITS I BROUGHT TO SCHOOL FROM MY DAD'S CUSTOMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thesis: I'm an anime freak that goes around screaming when i see japanese products.&lt;br /&gt;Ans: If i do so, you must have mistaken me for an extreme version of jin quan. I'm only crazy about food, nothing else. I go excited over chess only when i see a mediocre bragging about how good his chess is when pwning a noob and i get over there and anhiliate every single pawn he possess and make him resign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thesis: I make fun jin quan and make waffle patterns out of his sandwich cuz i hate his guts.&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I'm too lazy to hate unless you cheese me off that bad, and i can't be bothered to care about all this crap about how you lose your bf/gf. So anyway, hey, i'm not that bad to him ok, i offer him tidbits and drinks everytime i have food and stuff. I only make fun of him out of fun and boredom, but then again, i do that to EVERYONE, so you ain't only the special one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all i can think of for people who think they know me but they don't. Better close the lappy and read my books now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114986049099716645?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114986049099716645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114986049099716645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114986049099716645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114986049099716645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/06/then-and-now-here-and-now.html' title='Then and now, here and now'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114942808973865368</id><published>2006-06-04T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T06:35:09.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of the unreasonable aggressor, Part: 9218043981489294018490189384190382^92814981291092381293810109248120984</title><content type='html'>Okay, the unreasonable one has struck again, and this time, our beloved monitor of the computer is taken away to the accursed cabinet, sealed away by the key. So what did uni do this time to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you: NOT STUDYING INTENSIVELY AFTER THE EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bullsh*t that old bull. I worked hard for that damn exam, and I improved in both results and ranking. Instead of at least acknowledging that I put in more effort, he says I'm lazy, blah blah. If not why my english and Amaths got a b4, my results sucks, and all that load of crap. He focuses mainly on my FAILURES, amplifies and exaggerates them, all in the name of HELPING ME! Wow, should i feel touched? Should i feel touched at statements being hurled to me like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE GONNA GROW UP TO BE A ROAD SWEEPER WHEN YOU GROW UP! YOU'RE GONNA SCAVENGE FOOD IN THE DUMPS AND ROT! (in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMO, that guy has no logic what-so-ever in him. This is what i think goes into his head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do: Right, Justice, Infallible, Mandate of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i hate: Wrong, Biasness, Fallible, Abomination of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exams, i needa chill, like i've chilled everytime for the past 9 years, to rest my bloody head cramming those formulas and facts into my head. It's like a damn computer, you let it download stuff for a month without turning it off, you shut it down completely for a day or two. So there i was, listening to music and rogging (it refers to camping for a boss monster in maple) in my FIRST hour of touching the computer, he woke up from his nap, saw me playing, scream like some insane bitch high from pot and morphine, came to me, spammed nonsensically on my keyboard, and ripped out the monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, he tells me to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, according to common sense, what did our great hero cum philanthropist cum prophert of my future do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Telling me to study right after pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell studies right after getting scolded? The first thing that flashed into my head was boycotting all my papers and scoff at him saying YOU HATE MY GRADES? HERE! HATE THEM MORE! Nevertheless, his actions only fuels my hatred towards education and unwillingness to study. I wanted to revise my chemistry today, right after i had some fun. But noo, he had to ruin it. So i spent my day writing a thousand word composition about how much i hate my father and with my mind still swirling with loathe, despising every action of his which he often think is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am i losing my sanity?" I found myself asking that out of the blue. It was my consciousness. "Screw up your tests for a father like him? You're dumping your future for a hypocritical control freak!" Then i found myself in the middle of two conflicting sides," Study, and you've lost your right, you'll be proving that he's right and he'll get what he wants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He aims only to ridicule me. To shine a dark light in front of others and isolate me to the mental place of worthless-ness in front of his friends. Take the day before the chinese O lvls for example. My ex-chinese tutor from Pri sch (Mrs Pang, she's a great teacher which brought my chinese from an E to an A*) called to wish me luck for tommorrow. HE, just picked up the phone, and remarked," AYE! You call the lazyworm for what? He today play the computer, i ask him read the chi yu shou ce he talk back at me! Gonna fail tommorrow la him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts: Yes i was on the computer and did not study the Ci Yu Shou Ce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason: I was reading newspaper articles from channel news asia forums about views of ppl on certain issues (eg, casino)  so as to boost my knowledge for bao zhang du hou gan and any sane student will NOT be studying the Ci Yu Shou Ce even if there's one cuz its useless and out of syllybus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about this person, i think even jesus loved judas more then my father's actions loving me. I am sick, disgusted, displeased, jaded, revolted, satiated, tired, weary from all his actions. Recently, everyday, he steams fish, forces me to eat them even though he knows i hated fish. He says its good for me whereas scientific facts says that fish contains minute amounts of mecury and that if you eat too much of it, may god bless you yadda yadda. And bringing up that shit about african children starving so much without anything to eat? I feel like telling him why not feel glad you're still alive if i'm a sadistical emotionally unstable child about to kill him in his sleep like one of those morbid novels i've red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any amount of reasoning could not get through to him. It all seems to filter through him like, LIES! PROPAGANDA! MADE UP STUFF BY KID! INACCURATE! WRONG! Life does resemble that female prejudiced vacuum cleaner doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114942808973865368?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114942808973865368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114942808973865368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114942808973865368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114942808973865368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/06/return-of-unreasonable-aggressor-part.html' title='The return of the unreasonable aggressor, Part: 9218043981489294018490189384190382^92814981291092381293810109248120984'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114878973814069190</id><published>2006-05-27T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T21:15:38.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting poem i found..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Freedom Is Never Free by James Grengs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They tell me&lt;br /&gt;'Freedom is never free.'&lt;br /&gt;I know that-&lt;br /&gt;More than most realize.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom cost us more&lt;br /&gt;Than we should have to give.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom cost us blood.&lt;br /&gt;It cost us the lives&lt;br /&gt;Of our fathers,&lt;br /&gt;Our sons,&lt;br /&gt;Our brothers.&lt;br /&gt;But while freedom is never free,&lt;br /&gt;Remember-&lt;br /&gt;It has been bought at great price,&lt;br /&gt;And so is a thing of great value.&lt;br /&gt;We must defend it,&lt;br /&gt;From those who would take it away.&lt;br /&gt;The defense of our freedoms&lt;br /&gt;Will cost us-&lt;br /&gt;More than we wish to pay.&lt;br /&gt;But we must pay, to defend,&lt;br /&gt;For if we try to make freedom free,&lt;br /&gt;We forget-&lt;br /&gt;True freedom is never free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to: ChannelNewsAsia forums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114878973814069190?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114878973814069190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114878973814069190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114878973814069190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114878973814069190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/05/interesting-poem-i-found.html' title='interesting poem i found..'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114855771955141875</id><published>2006-05-25T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T04:48:43.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NE learning journey: Lion's Trail</title><content type='html'>Argh, i know i'm a bit late, but you know what they say, better late then never, but latest is never, so here i am, posting our "fun", "exciting" field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we first started off in school with a bunch of stupid lessons which caused my blood to boil.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell does 4-3, 4-4, 4-5 get to go in the morning?! It's like so damn unfair, 4-1, 4-2 goes in the afternoon while they have stupid ICT (intensive chinese training) in the morning -.- Halloo, they get to be dismissed at 1+ and we get to be dismissed at like 5+? How fair is that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further delay, here are the pictures (eldon actually got into most of the pictures):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0651.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visit to Heritage Gallery, Eldon posing with a bunch of statues =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny facts: The british actually told us to dig our own bomb shelters, then told us to cover it in case it breeds mosquitos. Like WHO THE HELL CARES ABOUT MOSQUITO BITES WHEN YOU GET BLASTED BY BOMBS?! And actual instructions:" Avoid touching the sides of the trench(prevents motion transfer from impacts of bombs and cause damages to internal organs), knee down, cover your ears and open your mouth when the bomb is about to drop. Eldon was in that pose, but i couldn't fetch my camera in time, so you have to picture how stupid you look everytime a bomb drops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0649.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture from another view w/o Eldon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0653.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eldon driving a firetruck (thank god they removed the engine before he could hijack it) En Yeow (i think) in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0654.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heil Hitler!" it seems to say, but no, its a malay regiment army motar team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bungalow turned to a museuem belonging to rich british who laundered our hard earned money, deprived of our rights (bomb shelters), at bukit chandu (opium hill). Here, brave malay regiments fought with their lives and lost them so we could at least have the thought of not being conquerored by the japanese. We got our peace eventually (thanks to nukes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i know i'm a bit late, but you know what they say, better late then never, but latest is never, so here i am, posting our "fun", "exciting" field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we first started off in school with a bunch of stupid lessons which caused my blood to boil.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell does 4-3, 4-4, 4-5 get to go in the morning?! It's like so damn unfair, 4-1, 4-2 goes in the afternoon while they have stupid ICT (intensive chinese training) in the morning -.- Halloo, they get to be dismissed at 1+ and we get to be dismissed at like 5+? How fair is that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further delay, here are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i know i'm a bit late, but you know what they say, better late then never, but latest is never, so here i am, posting our "fun", "exciting" field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we first started off in school with a bunch of stupid lessons which caused my blood to boil.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell does 4-3, 4-4, 4-5 get to go in the morning?! It's like so damn unfair, 4-1, 4-2 goes in the afternoon while they have stupid ICT (intensive chinese training) in the morning -.- Halloo, they get to be dismissed at 1+ and we get to be dismissed at like 5+? How fair is that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further delay, here are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this tour was suppose to cover all 5 aspects of total defence, was rather propaganda-ish IMO. Oh well, our educational system's screwed anyway, what worse can silly little propaganda do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114855771955141875?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114855771955141875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114855771955141875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114855771955141875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114855771955141875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/05/ne-learning-journey-lions-trail.html' title='NE learning journey: Lion&apos;s Trail'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114830524055171665</id><published>2006-05-22T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T06:40:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm, exam feedback..</title><content type='html'>lala~ so today, we have EXAMINATIONS FEEDBACK, also known as, teacher crap, student slack. Mdm shariffa was talking, telling us about physics, but none of us were in the mood to listen after the checking of the exam scripts. I mean its something like, you just won the lottery, all you care is the winnings (marks), why would you still look at the lottery ticket? The S.S. feedback was the same, i was staring blankly at LFL and mr sophiandy moving their jaws up and down like some goldfish in a fish bowl, we had no exam scripts to refer to and all we can do is stare and try to absorb. It's a bloody failure dammit =_= (if the australians can use bloody in the commercials, so can i in my blog =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after looking at the paper with the tabulated scores and blah blah, i discovered my ranking improved by 8! =D Hurray for me~ but my marks sucks so much that i swore i saw some dark clouds swarming to my direction! Then i saw my father brandishing a thunderbolt, riding on a dark chariot pulled by a dozen of atramentous furious mares, staring at me viciously with his eyes breeding of anger and fury at my E8 combined humanities results. I could only brace myself for the apocalypse's coming and wear ear plugs at this terrible fate which awaits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished i had a parent who'd go sth like, ITS OK! YOU'VE IMPROVED! NOW BEAT KWEK!. Yeah like wth, kwek's insane as usual, his intelligence way surpasses of ours that we cannot fathom like Einstein's theories to past scientists. 96% for amaths while around 1/3 of us failed (excluding me but im gonna get a big headache) Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: HEY BUT THE PAPER IS TOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kor: Whats the highest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: .....ninety..six...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kor: see how come that guy can score ninety six you score only a sixty two point five?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: he's insane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kor: Naahhhh, don make excuses lah you&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time i should just exclude kwek's existence and take li hua's result as the best =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114830524055171665?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114830524055171665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114830524055171665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114830524055171665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114830524055171665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmm-exam-feedback.html' title='Hmm, exam feedback..'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114795920515323679</id><published>2006-05-18T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T06:33:25.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREED FROM THE CRUEL CHAINS OF NWSP!</title><content type='html'>Yayy~~~~I just crossed one of the hurdles in my life, my first "large-scale" presentation. Will upload the pictures of our presentations later once Mr Lim saves them via gmail =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda happy, i've made MANY discoveries today =D. First, none of the 10 teams that RI sent made it into the finals at all, *ang chios*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the study is, don't be too kiasu, stop sending so many teams over, do so many posters, and make the rest suffer by letting mentor teachers learn it and make their students suffer =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now second, justin became a ladykiller today =O No joke! He shocked us like an electric eel when he bravely went over to the RGS team and talked to them about their project. If you ask me, justin's one of the smartest guy in school (in terms of general knowledge), i think he was trying to tell the RGS team that the solar panel thingy isn't feasible at all. I think so too +_+ Don't know how the hell did they bluff through the figures and stuff. Must be lies because we've all been doing R&amp;D making the prices to go as low as possible, and here they are, claiming to be the first to say its cost effective and get 13.5 years of free electricity within 20 years of solar panel lifespan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thirdly, yi chang is a philanderer! haha, jk jk, no offense XD But don't know why, he was taking pictures of the 6-girls team from woodgrove secondary school. I was dumbfounded when i saw that, after seeing justin talking to the girls from RGS, rubbing my eyes in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, Wayne has a terribly bad sense of humour during our Q&amp;amp;A session today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge: What do you think is the quantitative amount of damage for the buildings? (like how bad is bad?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne: Err, we used our FIVE SENSES to see the damages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: *SHOCKED* WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne: Sight, touch...err..smell..taste..Just generally haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whole audience laughs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thought: OH MY TERRIYAKI DON! WE'RE SCREWED *buries face in hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Q&amp;amp;A, we had a teabreak, then i ran around saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only wayne tasted and smelt the mould, we didn't do anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bread mould is yummy! Declares Wayne"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vice-head, lice-head, he tastes and hears the mould!"&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that pretty much concludes today's funny events. Gonna sleep now, cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114795920515323679?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114795920515323679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114795920515323679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114795920515323679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114795920515323679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/05/freed-from-cruel-chains-of-nwsp.html' title='FREED FROM THE CRUEL CHAINS OF NWSP!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114758035224109411</id><published>2006-05-13T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:19:12.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The good and the bad about this weekend.</title><content type='html'>Good:&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated my birthday and had a really good meal =P At robertson quay, a yakitori bar.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0604.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0604.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Ribeye, Chicken terriyaki with leeks (yakitori)              &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0600.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0600.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                Scallops wrapped in asparagus and barbequed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0596.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0596.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Front of the Yakitori bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0602.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0602.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Skewered Chicken Skin (its so sinful ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0608.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     My birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0607.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        Grilled Leeks                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Smoked Mackeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Roasted Lambchops &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so thats the food, i had choya too! I think that means sour plum alcohol, with soda. Got a bit drunk XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the bad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 A2 sized posters, containing coloured digital pictures. Then we stayed back on friday, do our stupid posters till around 5pm+. So after we finished it, we have to print using some commercial printers. So we have to spend time looking for it (luckily amanda's mum does printing, thanks tiffanie's information)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after solving all those problems, mrs loh msged sth like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, i want you guys to change the pictures, copyright issues. So you have to DRAW them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's feelings: WTF IS WRONG WITH THE DAMN COPYRIGHT LAW?! EVERYTHING IS ALSO COPYRIGHTED! DAMN LA! MUST DRAW MEH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know wth are we gonna do on monday =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114758035224109411?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114758035224109411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114758035224109411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114758035224109411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114758035224109411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-and-bad-about-this-weekend.html' title='The good and the bad about this weekend.'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114726868515790850</id><published>2006-05-10T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T06:44:45.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to me =3</title><content type='html'>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/10th_May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2001" title="2001"&gt;2001&lt;/a&gt; - In &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghana" title="Ghana"&gt;Ghana&lt;/a&gt;, a stampede at a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Football_%28soccer%29" title="Football (soccer)"&gt;football&lt;/a&gt; game kills over 120 spectators.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2002" title="2002"&gt;2002&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FBI" title="FBI"&gt;FBI&lt;/a&gt; agent &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Hanssen" title="Robert Hanssen"&gt;Robert Hanssen&lt;/a&gt; is given a life sentence without the possibility of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parole" title="Parole"&gt;parole&lt;/a&gt; for selling &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American" title="American"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; secrets to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moscow" title="Moscow"&gt;Moscow&lt;/a&gt; for $1.4 million in cash and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diamond" title="Diamond"&gt;diamonds&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2002 - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lynda_Lyon_Block" title="Lynda Lyon Block"&gt;Lynda Lyon Block&lt;/a&gt; is executed in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yellow_Mama" title="Yellow Mama"&gt;Yellow Mama&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electric_chair" title="Electric chair"&gt;electric chair&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alabama" title="Alabama"&gt;Alabama&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2003" title="2003"&gt;2003&lt;/a&gt; - Record shattering &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tornado" title="Tornado"&gt;tornado&lt;/a&gt; activity during the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/May_2003_Tornado_Outbreak_Sequence" title="May 2003 Tornado Outbreak Sequence"&gt;May 2003 Tornado Outbreak Sequence&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2005" title="2005"&gt;2005&lt;/a&gt; - A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hand_grenade" title="Hand grenade"&gt;hand grenade&lt;/a&gt; allegedly thrown by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vladimir_Arutinian" title="Vladimir Arutinian"&gt;Vladimir Arutinian&lt;/a&gt; lands about 100 feet from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_President" title="United States President"&gt;United States President&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_W._Bush" title="George W. Bush"&gt;George W. Bush&lt;/a&gt; while he is giving a speech to a crowd in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tbilisi" title="Tbilisi"&gt;Tbilisi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Georgia_%28country%29" title="Georgia (country)"&gt;Georgia&lt;/a&gt;, but malfunctions and does not detonate.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, its been 16 years of my life, 192 months, 5760 days, 138 240 hours,  8 294 400++minutes and counting ~ Since the day i'm bored, quite awesome isn't it? =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as i look back and reflect about life, one buzzy thing keeps popping up. My nerd-side of me , screaming like a penny crying for mercy being pinched by one of the world's greatest misers, "WHAT ABOUT PHYSICS?!!?!!??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well screw physics, i can always study that another day =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm time for reflections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful, for my family, my naggy parents who's persistent voice rang out at the nick of time before i take the hairpin turn to the wrong path of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for all my good friends, who're there to laugh, cry, joke, etc with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to be able to live in a developed country like singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the yummies i get to eat occasionallt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my health conscious parents who forces me to eat the distasteful veggies and fruits to boost my immune system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the computer and wikipedia =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my handphone, allowing me contact everyone whenever i want (except when the battery dies on me =( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, im thankful to be thankful X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, thats all i could think of, gonna study before the nerd-me overthrows logical-me in a nazi party with the hitler-me and goth-me. Nitez! =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114726868515790850?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114726868515790850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114726868515790850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114726868515790850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114726868515790850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-to-me-3.html' title='Happy birthday to me =3'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114690624409793716</id><published>2006-05-06T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T02:04:08.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed up exams X)</title><content type='html'>Ok, this post will be especially dedicated to people who has this thought in their head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) DAMN LA! I SCREW UP FOR EXAMS! DAMN LA!&lt;br /&gt;b) WAH LAO! I DIE LIAO LOR! I WROTE OUT OF POINT/ETC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, using the logic of people feeling much better when someone else screws up worse, i decided to wash my dirty laundry(sorta)  in public to make you guys feel better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh fine, i wrote words instead of numbers for the cloze passage too -.- Get a life dammit, it ain't the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! My pens all ran out of ink, i wrote my damn 300 word + letter application in pencil, PLUS, i wrote out of point worrying about the ink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities: Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George bush looks like a monkey, thus the source is biased and cannot be reliable.&lt;br /&gt;*Note: George bush DOES look like a monkey =D So the cartoonist isn't wrong =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities: Geography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did all 3 questions =D ANNNND, i didn't have time to finish my mapwork =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are MY screw ups, so you're probably laughing away =D But don't worry, it doesn't affect me because i don't really think mid year results are gonna affect your Prelim grades. This is just a test before teh real thing, so buck up, wash your tears away, learn your mistakes and don't make them again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114690624409793716?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114690624409793716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114690624409793716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114690624409793716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114690624409793716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/05/screwed-up-exams-x.html' title='Screwed up exams X)'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114636160709777314</id><published>2006-04-29T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T18:46:47.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNFAIR BIASED _)@*!*$_)*~!@$_)!@*$) SCHOOL! ARGH WTH!</title><content type='html'>@()!&amp;amp;$()!(_*~$$$q_)*!$$$*@$_*_)*_)*@_$)*!_ @$*!_~@$*!@*$_*)*_!$*@_$ @ PEANUT BUTTER SCOTCHED OKONOMIYAKI SOBA ROTI PRATA ON A SHIT DAY! THIS IS DOWNRIGHT UNFAIR I TELL YOU! DAMN THIS PROJECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-mail from mrs loh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all,  Please see below the details for final assessment sent by Senoko Power. Please forward this mail  to JunKhai as I do not have his email address.  Please spend some time over the weekend to revise the project report and complete the 2-page  summarsed report. Pass the soft copy to me on Tues. Ms Lim would like to have a look at the report  too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH?! TWO DAYS?! REVISE THAT 3 MONTHS PROJECT?! OVER THE WEEK END DURING EXAMINATION WEEK?! NUTS! CONKERS! NUTTIER THEN WONKA HIMSELF! OMG WTH IS THIS WORLD COMING TO!? DON"T THEY KNOW WE HAVE EXAMS?! EXAM &gt; THIS PROJECT, THIS PROJECT = MINOR+ in LEAPS, WE ONLY GET LIKE -2 PTS WITH LEAPS AND SO WILL MOST OF THE OTHER PPL!! ARGHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note*: Uni might be crazy on tuesday -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114636160709777314?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114636160709777314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114636160709777314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114636160709777314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114636160709777314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/unfair-biased-school-argh-wth.html' title='UNFAIR BIASED _)@*!*$_)*~!@$_)!@*$) SCHOOL! ARGH WTH!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114614444014276020</id><published>2006-04-27T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T06:29:36.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't get too stressed out ;p</title><content type='html'>Well, i've already given up on my bloody chinese bloodier then the bloody sunday during the IRA thingy in IRELAND. Yeap, you;ve guessed right! I was studying SS =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since most of you are all getting stressed up and pressurised like little can of tunas, do what i do to destress. Look for random funny stuff. Now, don;t play too much computer (cough dalai lama), or you'll end up like this german guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gf9tfbjAcfg&amp;search=outlawz&lt;br /&gt;(its really vulgar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one stereotyping analogy sums this up. Germans are ruthless/violent ppl, think adolf hitler as the kid and the jews/other races discriminated as the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, if you prefer something lighter and for all ages, i present to you:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=plSfKHZZwZ4&amp;amp;search=%E8%8B%B1%E8%AA%9E%E3%81%AE%E6%95%99%E6%9D%90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is some sorta gameshow i think. Just that you will get punished if you laugh when watching this hopeless japanese trying to speak japanese. And he LOOKs ridiculous too. So generally your laughter is either triggered by the guy trying to speak decent "ENGRISH" OR the students trying to refrain from laughing =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this prevent most of you from being SANGUINE(wee word power!). To end this, i leave this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.google.com.sg/search?hl=en&amp;q=victor+chan&amp;amp;btnG=Google+Search&amp;amp;meta=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a preview of what you might find =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;about Victor Chan&lt;/h1&gt;   &lt;div class="rcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wisdomofforgiveness.com/images/victor2.jpg" alt="author at work in Goa" height="234" width="300" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;author at work in Goa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Victor Chan is also the author of Tibet Handbook: A Pilgrimage Guide. He was the Chair, Organizing Committee, HH the Dalai Lama’s Visit to Vancouver in April 2004. He was Event Coordinator for the UBC Roundtable Dialogue: Balancing Educating the Mind with Educating the Heart. Participants of the dialogue were: HH the Dalai Lama, Archbishop Desmond Tutu, Nobel Peace laureate Shirin Ebadi, Rabbi Zalman Schachter-Shalomi, and Professor Jo-ann Archibald. Bishop Michael Ingham chaired the historic discussion.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Victor Chan is at the Institute of Asian Research, the University of British Columbia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114614444014276020?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114614444014276020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114614444014276020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114614444014276020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114614444014276020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-get-too-stressed-out-p.html' title='Don&apos;t get too stressed out ;p'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114596999078545042</id><published>2006-04-25T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T06:00:20.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We miss mdm sng T_T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0557.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dang, there goes the only nice teacher we have and here comes a relief teacher boring us. Thank god its only temporary. Well, we have a new teacher, and this is my stereotype thinking of this over 50 ish teacher coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: Oh lord god, please let me be wrong stereotyping ALL old teachers into boring people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came in, and taught (perhaps to the wall). Her VOICE was BARELY AUDIBLE (about 2.00000000001 Hz) Not only was it monotonous and boring, it was SOFT. Sheesh, even that tiny king fisher smaller then the size of her pharynx can produce a more audible tune. I mean, ENGLISH TEACHER?! MONOTONOUS?! Thats as good as an art teacher doing art with a ruler(not as a material) for abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But words don't mean ANYTHING! There must be EVIDENCE, for the PROVENENCE may be BIASED (like some teacher). So a picture speak a thousand words, and, i present to you, a reliable source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/SP_A0557.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/SP_A0557.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Exhibit A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the brave reporter who risked his booking record from the evil clutches of BOOKER W (wayne) deserve a cookie for this picture during english. But i shalt conceive his identity for protection. So anyway, she literally bored some of us to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we all learn ONE lesson from this, thou shalt not take things for granted (esp good teachers but not monotonous voices that can be used as a lullaby for sleep)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114596999078545042?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114596999078545042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114596999078545042' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114596999078545042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114596999078545042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-miss-mdm-sng-tt.html' title='We miss mdm sng T_T'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114578745730402353</id><published>2006-04-23T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T03:17:37.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CME hw- Interview with your parents about marriage</title><content type='html'>Well interviewed my mum, asked that question like long ago. Then i got that "bo liao ar?" face from her when i asked her again. Oh well, here goes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background information:&lt;br /&gt;Dad studied in chinese school, mum studied in english school. But they're sorta neighbours so they know each other since young. So anyway, dad went sailing so lost contact with mum and stuff. So after mum graduated from secondary school, she went to become an accountant for some small office (but she did manual labour like moving chairs most of the time) and my dad went sailing. Like years later when my dad ventured into business, cause he knew many different ppl, he got a good deal in selling his accuqired goods in thailand and stuff. So anyway, when their parents had some sorta old fashioned matchmaking, my dad met mum again and started dating and stuff. So being normal, my father often brought my mum various coffeeshops for supper, watch movies and stuff. Then they got married, they actually went HAI NAN ISLAND for their bloody honeymoon (which my mum still complains till today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note* My grandfather's hometown = hainan island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, heres the interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Ma, what do you think marriage is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: it is a different stage from dating, its not about love for each other anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Try facing the same spouse for so many years, no matter how thick the love is, it'll be diluted later on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: *nod*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: So marriage, is a different level, its all about living with each other and tolerating. And having your brother, your sister and you, is what continues this marriage. So in future, you'll know why we want grandchildren &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: O_o&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: wah lao, so early want grandchildren, ask kor la -.-ll&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: So would you be biased when you want a boy but gave birth to a girl or vice versa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Aiya, i love you all the same la, just that the first birth your father and i want a son, then a daughter, 3rd one boy or girl also can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Why would you want a son at first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Aiyo, every parent would be excited to see their son start a family what, your father would love to have a grandson asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Ehh, so would you consider your marriage a success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: OF COURSE! Raise you kids until so old already, can tolerate your father and your grandmother in that time, still not divorced yet, very successful already! And your brother graduating from university soon, next one see you already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: UH OH! SHE WANTS ME TO STUDY HARD! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Aiyo, shouldn't you be doing homework, ask so many silly questions for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: This IS my homeowork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: DON'T BLUFF ME! YOU'RE ON THE COMPUTER AGAIN ISSIT! YOUR O LVLS COMING ALREADY! STILL PLAY SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*posts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114578745730402353?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114578745730402353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114578745730402353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114578745730402353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114578745730402353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/cme-hw-interview-with-your-parents.html' title='CME hw- Interview with your parents about marriage'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114567834121891618</id><published>2006-04-21T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:59:01.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW DISCOVERY!</title><content type='html'>Well, im sure you all know about the jewel in the palace, and the irritating indian like theme song. BUT, today, i've made the most interesting discovery ever! The song is actually based on an actual chinese history! For your viewing pleasures, i present to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.caixiong.com/Flash/Admin/$$000/060218/bx_dcj.swf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway if you're chinese is horrendously poor due to mr *COUGH COUGH* I WONDER WHICH MOE MINISTER *COUGH* WHO REMOVED OUR *COUGH COUGH* TEXT BOOK* COUGH* Here's the background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long ago, some really strong guy called WU SONG, kills a bloody tiger and is hailed a hero (if you killed one now, you'll be called a poacher) So anyway, WU SONG has a brother called, WU DA LANG, some short guy (probably he's half troll) , with a face as smooth as mark lee, gets married to some woman called PAN JING LIAN. Yeah, pretty much you can guess PANG JING LIAN got into an affair with some guy called XI MEN QING, and together, they poisoned WU DA LANG. So you can see, being a very nice little brother, WU SONG went to beat up XI MEN QING (and if you did that now, you'll be filed for assault)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as the short clip goes (which is kinda inaccurate to what happened):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animation: Some biscuit seller with a pig, Xi men qing beat him up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:Wu Da Lang~ Wu-Da lang, AI ZHU-U DA~ ~ (shorty-man, shorty man, kenna beaten up by a pig:XI MEN QING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animation: More getting beaten up scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Ai Zhu da~ Aii, Zhu da, Aii zhu-u da~ (kenna beaten up by pig:Xi Meng Qing x 3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animation: Still getting beaten up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Da le ni~ Da le ni~ -some words i don't understand- (beat you, beat you, beat till open up ground?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animation: WU SONG APPEARS! Little cosmos erupts *anger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: AH DI NUUU LA~ x 3 ( little brother angry x 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animation: Up-Left-Kick, WOMG street fighter! *xi men qing flies 42.195miles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: CHUIII AH~ TIII AH~ AHH TAA NA TOU ZHU~ KU TA LA~ KU TA MA~ TA JIU WAN LA~ (Pound ~ Kick~ kenna beat up that pig ~ Cry lor ~ cry his mother~ he's a goner)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it doesn't really make sense, but yeah you get what i mean. Its still funny =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114567834121891618?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114567834121891618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114567834121891618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114567834121891618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114567834121891618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-discovery.html' title='NEW DISCOVERY!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114527487102552092</id><published>2006-04-17T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T04:56:28.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH SPLITING HEADACHE!!</title><content type='html'>Well, the bloody title says it all, i have a bloody headache so bloody that my blood cells are bloody..Waiiit, that didn't really make any sense but who cares, i'm nonsensical =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, had the usual monday blues, and the insanity of having our heartless slave driver "pear square rotten", PQR for short (mm, sounds like a triangle in math) So in case you're wondering who it is, do a direct translation to chinese and you'll know who i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, heard that mrs loh's been reading my blog or sth, so HIII MRS LOH!! I KNOW YOU"RE READING THIS!! *waves frantically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, got back 2 chemistry thingy today, one on our series of practical work and another on chemical energy. Sheesh, felt that i really disappointed her or something, she came up to me during class time again and said the same words she did for the, err beginning of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Loh: Uni, you're work is very bad, you're answers are so vague and without depth, you should be able to do better, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much standard, but she's trying hard to try to push me back to the A* path of chemistry, haiz...I should really try a bit harder for chemistry = l Kinda sad though, i was pinning my L1R5 on, English, Amaths, Emaths, Combined humanities, Physics and Biology. My maths ain't doing that great lately, perhaps i should cram in my chemistry or sth =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a prejudiced female blackhole that is of no meaning anyway, especially if you live in a heavily urbanized society like singapore. Besides the hectic schedules of school, you return home to face either tuition or temptation from your distractions such as the computer. And by typing here, you can see i have fallen to the hands of temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just wanna go full steam and study, but its just so hard, stupid obstacles like headaches will pop up and i will give in under pressure...Think my body's acting up again, beverly spotted 1 strand of GOLDEN and1 strand of RED hair on my head, and i'm like o_O Probably stress =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114527487102552092?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114527487102552092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114527487102552092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114527487102552092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114527487102552092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahhh-spliting-headache.html' title='AHHH SPLITING HEADACHE!!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114517941090813283</id><published>2006-04-16T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T02:36:25.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy easter~!</title><content type='html'>Well its easter, so we're suppose to celebrate christ getting ressurrected and stuff. Anyway, i've thought of sth funny to talk about. Let me start things off with a joke. So the story begins with 3 guys who have sinned. So they went to the church to confess their sins to the pastor. Let them be Tom, Dick and Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom: Father, forgive me for i have sinned. I killed somebody with my own 2 hands with a piece of beancurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor:*standard christian phrase* You will be forgiven, now drink the holy water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom: *drinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: pffttt *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, its dick's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick: Father, forgive me for i have sinned. I doped a grouchy customer's drink with chilli and caused him to choke to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor:*standard christian phrase* You will be forgiven, now drink the holy water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick: *drinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: HAHAAHAHAHAHHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, its Harry's turn to confess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor: Now my child, what is your sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: I'VE BEEN PEEING IN YOUR HOLY WATER SINCE LAST YEAR! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;=========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence to the other christians XD. Ok so anyway, what's life anyway? God gave us life? From the following comments about life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Life's a bitch&lt;br /&gt;2)Life sucks&lt;br /&gt;3)Life has no meaning&lt;br /&gt;4)Life's unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is found on TCS too =D, bloody brilliant ppl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can conclude that "Life" is a female, prejudiced black hole that couold not be found in all kinds of scientific journals or any encyclopedias, and this is gifted to everyone of us by GOD! So Hallelujah! And a happy easter to you all =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114517941090813283?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114517941090813283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114517941090813283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114517941090813283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114517941090813283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy easter~!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114484280231767772</id><published>2006-04-12T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T04:53:40.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE FREEDOM (or is it?)</title><content type='html'>blah blah blah, project work is FINALLY over, all those days of staying back after remedials till 5,6++, all those days of doing this and that, FINALLY OVERR!! Yayyy *throws confettis around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, lets not get overboard. Alrighty, so before that, let us give a hand to shi min who still came to school to present despite being so sick, so, lets clap! *clap clap clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, the judges consist of people from the Senoko Power, National Environmental Agency, Some female lecturer from Republic junior college and some other guys who i don't know. So anyway, there was this guy (2nd guy from the left not counting project work facilitator mr chan), actually DOZED OFF?! Yes! Dozed off! During OUR PRESENTATION somemore. Tsk tsk, if he wasn't a judge i would have said something like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WAKE UP AND GET OUT OF THE X" -Walking google: Let X be place of location. Phrase used whenever someone is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, most of the judges was nice (especially the female lecturer who gave us 9/10 on presentation =DDDDDDDDD *shimin peeped*) And the head guy of senoko power actually found our presentation good! Yes~~! Wee~ but i hope not TOO GOOD because we'll end up in the finals and have to PRESENT again -.-ll Pfft, RI ppl are sooo kiasu, they submitted 10 projects, talk about kiasuism, psssht, no lifers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news, I TASTED THE TASTIEST MUFFINS EVER MADE IN THE HOME ECONS LAB! One of my new year resolution, taste mr lim's hand made muffins (our principal's a great cook FYI) It was banana nut and rasins though, hate banana muffins, wished it was chocolate &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so anyway, whats even more interesting? Was when it was the LAST MUFFIN. *Wayne plucks half, offers shimin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni: HOLY TERRIYAKI CHICKEN ON A PIE! *points and stares*&lt;br /&gt;Wayne:*swiftly turns to the clueless jiun khai* you want the other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man you gotta admit, wayne's full of lies so great he can be a politician. He has MY VOTE. Lets look at what he said today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs loh:Ehh you and wayne doing QnA right? So why is our group name called AzureSkies?&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Cuz blue is a nice colour and i like the sky? =x&lt;br /&gt;Wayne: AH! BECAUSE WE WANT A NON POLLUTED SKY WHICH IS A CLEAR FINE BLUE, WE HATE POLLUTION AND WE MUST HAVE CLEAN SKIES FOR OUR NEXT GENERATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us: wahhhh!!! *clap clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time for studying ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114484280231767772?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114484280231767772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114484280231767772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114484280231767772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114484280231767772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/true-freedom-or-is-it.html' title='TRUE FREEDOM (or is it?)'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114447548078791269</id><published>2006-04-07T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T02:05:49.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scammed by "pitiful" Ah peis.</title><content type='html'>Ok, today's sorta tombsweeping day for me, so got dragged out of my reasonably comfortable soft bed to go tombsweeping EARLY IN THE MORNING (at around 7am -.-) it was a typical scene, my dad was dragging my leg out while i was grabbing the the pole thingy of my bed screaming: "WAH LAO SO EARLY GO TOMBSWEEPING! YOU KI SIAO AR!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won anyway, since all the struggling and screaming made my heart pump more oxygen to my blood, and so, i can't sleep anymore. Right, so off we go to the hazy burning infernos of YIO CHU KANG to see my grandfather. Reached there at around 8.30, did the usual stuff and off to the peach garden for dim sum. Before that, we had a bit of a hectic debate over where to eat. The kids (younger generation) wanted to go makan at some coffeeshop and be off our way quickly, but the ADULTS won in the end for voting for the air conditioning makan areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father's trump card:"AIYA YOU ALL KEEP QUIET! I PAY FOR DIM SUM AT PEACH GARDEN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta respect the man, he's paying through his mouth without regrets yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off i went to the cheers minimart since PEACH GARDEN doesn't open till 11.30, we reached there like 11am after tombsweeping. All hungry, but only i'm the only one sane enough to go buy a potato salad and un-starve the starved stomach before it sues me for self torture. So there i was, picking that potato salad and at the counter queuing up to pay for my meal. Then suddenly, this old uncle rushed in and cut my queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old uncle: Ehh ah boy, i'm in a rush to go to the old folk's home, can let me cut first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well being a "civilised" average singaporean and going against the so called "cool" flow of most teens being rude, i decided to let him cut me since he's a "senior citizen" (which can be proved as a valuable asset in SS terms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then he bought cigarettes for around 9++ for one small box and went happily out. So after paying for my potato salad, i pushed the doors of the minimart and saw him again. As if he's waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni's thoughts: "now just turn invisible...HIDE YOUR AURA!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he spotted me and rushed over in his broken chinese:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old uncle: Ehh ehh ah boi ar, i got no money to take MRT to old folks home, can LEND me some money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni's thoughts: "WAH LAO UNCLE! YOU GOT MONEY BUY CIGARETTES NO MONEY TAKE MRT! TAKE ME FOR A FOOL ISSIT?! LEND YOU?! LIKE HELL I WOULD SEE YOU AGAIN! YOU WANT MONEY SAY WANT LA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni: Err, how much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old uncle: Just 60 cents, i here got S$1.40 *uncle shows palm with coins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni's thoughts: "okaay, probably he just has bad money management.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni: err ok *takes out wallet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Uncle: Ehh gimme 2 dollars can can??? Please..please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's thoughts: WAH LAO LEH YOU! FIRST CUT MY QUEUE NOW YOU WANT MORE THEN YOU NEED! GOT MONEY BUY CIGARETTES NO MONEY TAKE MRT! ARE YOU FOR REAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni: ok uncle *gives 2 dollars* and don't smoke too much, its bad for your health...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old uncle: Aiya can't la, thank you ar ah boi, *runs off quickly leaving  a trail of wind behind*&lt;br /&gt;==========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so that is how i sorta got scammed. Oh well, somebody has to be nice to them. Sheesh, this is sth that REALLY HAPPENED, not made up like you NEWS of groups of grassroot members gathering together for CNY (YEAH IM REFERING TO THAT SCAM WHICH I WAS PART OF! EVERY YEAR GATHER? MY FOOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, if you see any more of these old people, you can either be nice and give them money making them lazier OR you can scold them and give them your two cents worthed (please post it in your blog, i wanna know the results)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: SCOLD THEM at your own risk, for all you may know, they may break down and cry about teens being rude and stuff these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114447548078791269?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114447548078791269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114447548078791269' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114447548078791269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114447548078791269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/scammed-by-pitiful-ah-peis_07.html' title='Scammed by &quot;pitiful&quot; Ah peis.'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114441587816410288</id><published>2006-04-07T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T06:19:58.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST- Lost One Stupid Thing..</title><content type='html'>Grrr my lucky stone is gone! WHY! WHY! WHY! THIS IS SO UNFAIR!! First i lost the bloody necklace, then i fail the chem paper which i was so convinced i could have aced it. Looks like its me against all odds again. Apply the theory by some crappy guy who is of such insignificance which i forgot his name. "Anything that can go wrong, WILL go wrong." This statement could not have been more right if put in a realistic sense (if its cartoonic, a car would have ran over me) Well, i think the curse of the lucky stone has negated its side effects at last. THE LOST OF ITS OWNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleax, must not let this stupid-stition(superstition) get to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, some journalist with 25 years working experience came over to our school today. We're like YAYYY FIRST TWO PERIODS GONEEEE! Till hell broke loose. THINK, walking google, indian accent-ed, reciting speed increased by many folds. For similar results, please place a chicken into a box and throw it into SPIN MODE of the washing machine. Mindless sqabbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a bunch of STAGED Q and A (which pretty much defeated the purpose of US learning anything, please, if you want us to learn, at least get us someone who is understandable), but you have to admit, he IS a pretty good thinker and gives contructive opinions. I just wished he could have spoke more clearly =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114441587816410288?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114441587816410288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114441587816410288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114441587816410288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114441587816410288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/lost-lost-one-stupid-thing.html' title='LOST- Lost One Stupid Thing..'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114432899531312515</id><published>2006-04-06T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T06:09:56.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASH OF THE GIANTS! THE AIRCON CONFLICT!</title><content type='html'>Ok, for NWSP today, we are to do a practise presentation. So as usual, I'm ALWAYS starting the ball rolling. So there was i, naive and stupid, presenting in a blizzard like room shivering with my teeth chattering like a bever stuck in antartica. So anyway, did a horrendous presentation followed by a RAIN of criticism by Mr lim(science teacher) and LFL. Oh well, they're just trying to help anyway. So anyway, in the midst of our discussion, MRS CHENG(MC) (head of PE/CCA) walked in. The following conversation MAY have been exaggerated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC: OMG!! SO COLD! *picks up remote* WAH WHO SO CRAZY 18 DEGREES (it was raining outside)&lt;br /&gt;LFL:OI!! DON'T TOUCH MY REMOTE!&lt;br /&gt;MC: *meddles with aircon buttons* AIYA I CAN'T SEEM TO TURN THIS UP TO 20!!&lt;br /&gt;LFL: OI OI! I SAID DON"T TOUCH LIAO! GIVE BACK LA! *waves arms frantically around*&lt;br /&gt;MC: BUT IM COLD!&lt;br /&gt;LFL: IF YOU COLD THEN WEAR JACKET!&lt;br /&gt;MC: AIYA GIVE YOU BACK *leaves the remote control on the top of the cubicle fence thingy*&lt;br /&gt;Tobie: *picks up and gives it to LFL*&lt;br /&gt;LFL:*meddles with button* OMG! MC SPOILED THE AIRCON! ITS FLASHING!&lt;br /&gt;MC: OI! DON'T SABOH ME FOR STH LIKE THAT LEH!&lt;br /&gt;LFL: I CANT TURN IT BACK TO 18 DEGREES! OMG MC WHAT DID YOU DO!?&lt;br /&gt;LFL: *blabs somemore*&lt;br /&gt;Maths HOD: AIYA RELAX LA! YOU MUST WAIT FOR IT TO FINISH BLINKING!&lt;br /&gt;LFL: NO NO NO! ITS NOT THAT ! ITS NOT SUPPOSE TO BE LIKE THAT!!!*&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its something like that ;p but yeah, you get my point ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114432899531312515?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114432899531312515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114432899531312515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114432899531312515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114432899531312515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/clash-of-giants-aircon-conflict.html' title='CLASH OF THE GIANTS! THE AIRCON CONFLICT!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114415103036816738</id><published>2006-04-04T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T04:43:56.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little quiz from mdm sng's post</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#D3CDDA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 24% Abnormal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E4E1E8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/weird.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for being a psychopath. It is somewhat likely that you have no soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for having a borderline personality. It is somewhat likely that you are a chaotic mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at low risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is unlikely that you are in love with your own reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at low risk for having a social phobia. It is unlikely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at low risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is unlikely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Abnormal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well that was my actual result. Now lets try a psychotic one =D:&lt;br /&gt;(by ticking everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#D3CDDA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 100% Abnormal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E4E1E8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/weird.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at high risk for being a psychopath. It is very likely that you have no soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at high risk for having a borderline personality. It is very likely that you are a chaotic mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at high risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is very likely that you are in love with your own reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at high risk for having a social phobia. It is very likely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at high risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is very likely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Abnormal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114415103036816738?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114415103036816738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114415103036816738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114415103036816738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114415103036816738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/little-quiz-from-mdm-sngs-post.html' title='little quiz from mdm sng&apos;s post'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114396287491807634</id><published>2006-04-01T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:27:55.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultraviolet radiation is harmful to the eyes- AND ULTRA VIOLENT to your money =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/10m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okaay, again, uni fell prey to the hands of treacherous movie makers who makes super nice trailers, gets you all hyped up and excited, then drop you like a chinese subject during o levels. Yes! I'm refering to the movie ULTRAVIOLET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a picture on my left if you don't read movie names and focus more on pictorial memory. Anyway, the movie's about following a biological warfare holocaust, a lone Hemophage warrior battles the totalitarian dictator who seeks to eliminate this sub-species of humans who have enhanced vampire-like abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT BRILLIANT VAMPIRE LIKE ABILITIES DO THEY HAVE?!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Extra pointy teeth for NOT sucking blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME had nice pointy teeth, most didn't. So weird =_= What SUCKS about this movie? I only know whats a hemophage only at the LATER part of the story. The plot moves faster then the speed of light, less then 5 minutes before the movie is showed, she started pwning everyone in the buildings. All i know those infected are just killed (like wtf, the movie doesn't even explain how it harms others, neither were hemophages seen drinking blood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Night vision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vampires = hemophages, shoots all the lights in the corridor&lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic Dictator: Turn on night vision, kill em all!&lt;br /&gt;*Darkness + gunshots*&lt;br /&gt;-Emergency lights on-&lt;br /&gt;*dead bodies everywhere*&lt;br /&gt;Then the vampires and the dictator guy just walks into some cafe, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)THE POWER TO MAKE HUMANS SHOOT AT POINT BLANK RANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about rendering guns as useless as knives, the female lead (violet) is surrounded by enemy soldiers carrying mp5s at least FIVE times, and ends up doing some lightning fast moves killing ALL of them. Like wtf? WHO THE HELL RUNS AT POINT BLANK RANGE AND FIRES A SUBMACHINE GUN?! JUST FIRE YOU STUPID @)*$_)*@$@)$@$*)!! WHAT THE HELL ARE GUNS FOR?! (assuming that the vampires don't have such an ability)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all i see in this 88min movie. The action is NOT-SO-BAD, but the producers are as creative as teletubbies. Besides the MATRIX VERSION of countless clone-like soldiers thingy, the dodging bullets with wave like thingies in slow motion, the MINORITY REPORT version of having guns stored in some projection thingy, the only ORIGINAL concept they have is the GRAVITATIONAL DEVICE, which she only used for like 5 minutes in the beginning and none later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 BIG reasons not to catch it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dialogue was laughably bad. One of the lead actress' lines was actually "Because these beautiful moments turn evil when they're over."&lt;br /&gt; What?? This was regarding a romantic pass made at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Excessive use of CGI(computer graphics imaging) is a personal irritant. Additionally, the motorcycle chase scenes were only one step above TRON. I might as well have been watching my 11 year old neighbours play some video game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114396287491807634?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114396287491807634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114396287491807634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114396287491807634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114396287491807634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/04/ultraviolet-radiation-is-harmful-to.html' title='Ultraviolet radiation is harmful to the eyes- AND ULTRA VIOLENT to your money =('/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114371984879283457</id><published>2006-03-30T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T03:57:32.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET FREEDOM~!</title><content type='html'>YES! YES! TOMMOROW IS THE DAY! THE DAY THAT I WILL BE FREED FROM PROJECT TROUBLES! WEEEEEEEEE~~! *acts all hyped up like some kid hooked on candy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, stop it with the madness, i still have HELL to endure. And to EXACERBATE (wayne keeps using this bloody word -.-) the situation, Mr Lim (soon wai) saw our report content page and was like, "AIYA! THIS WRONG! ACKNOWLEDGEMENT IN FRONT LA! TSK TSK! THAT ONE ALSO WRONG! AIYO, WHERE'S YOU SYPNOSIS?! OH MY GAWWD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(disclaimer: the above statement has been exaggerated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, stayed till 6.30++ with wayne and mrs loh's laptop doing JUST ONE PATHETIC INTRODUCTION! Oh gawd, and LFL is also part of the judging part in the NWSP, being so ANALYTIC, she expects us to do sth like an essay for our project -.- Talk about ridiculous, she wants the WHOLE BLOODY PROJECT in the introduction from the way she phrases her suggestions. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us give credit to wayne, he has editted most of the project himself from my crappy find in the internet. *clap clap clap clap* Ok, ok thats enough, don't give him too much or he'll beam so much that the sun feels outshone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets look at the most INTERESTING thing that happened today. WALKING GOOGLE LOST HER VOICE~! Oh my chicken terriyaki katsudon! The WORSE ailment that she finds, losing her VOICE(scary music plays)! HOW IS SHE GONNA TEACH?! HOW IS SHE GONNA PREACH?! HOW IS SHE GONNA SIDE TREK?! Simple, she couldn't ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tobie had to translate for her before she gets her mike. And was tobie funny! Heres an eg;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walking google whispers*&lt;br /&gt;tobie: guys, ML says .......................................................&lt;br /&gt;*whispers somemore again*&lt;br /&gt;tobie: guys, ML says .......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, look at the time, its EIGHT! Time to start on the final part of the project. Adios amigos~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114371984879283457?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114371984879283457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114371984879283457' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114371984879283457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114371984879283457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/sweet-freedom.html' title='SWEET FREEDOM~!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114336504286319637</id><published>2006-03-26T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:24:03.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jewel in da palace madness..</title><content type='html'>Well, sure most all of you know that that korean show called "Jewel in the palace" or "大长今" if im not wrong appearing in the time slots of channel "U". As usual, those in the older age gaps or china teachers will be obsessed with it, etc, spend time watching them instead of marking our assignments, blah blah. Oh well, lets call it the "COLON CRAZINESS". Why? Cuz "大长" sounds "大肠" which in chinese, means "large intestine" or "colon". Anyway, lets get BACK to the point before we side trek more like *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a picture if you're as clueless as a reindeer stuck in headlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/Image012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, thats the VCD cover of it. And yes, to answer this question of "HOW COME HE HAS IT!?" Cause i have parents, they belong to the older generation, AND they have enough SURPLUS cash to buy it instead of waiting for channel U to finish showing it. So they spent a week of not going to work just to watch this (talk about craziness) Sheesh, talk about it, and to think my dad keeps going "STOP PLAYING THE COMPUTER! YOU'RE GETTING ADDICTED!" Look who's talking.. Oh well, he HAS a point, but im not the sort that DIES without my maplestory. But then again, his addiction dies once he's finished with the damn Fig 1.0, VCD Cover of "Jewel In the Palace        series. Don't even know what's so nice about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, its been raining lately, im stranded at home with nothing better to do. So, what does a boy of 16 year old having 1st degree depression (means thinking a lot about the bad things happening to you and going sian 1/2) do? Heres what some ppl will suggest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Watch Television!?&lt;br /&gt;With a variety of television channels ranging from channel 1~60++ in SCV, one can never go bored right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Hell wrong, parents occupy the nice television with the CABLE installed to it. And they're going their COLON-NO-MANIA non stop! Even during meals they bring the damn VCDs down to watch and eat at the same time. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)PLAY the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Well, for your information geniuses, i have been BANNED from the playing the computer. Parents may have their eyes glued to the malicious television screens robbing them of their perfect eyesight, but they still have time to glance around the room at the speed of 1/10000th of a second to see what their "darling" child is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: and burn the kitchen? I have no hams/luncheon meat/chocolate jam to make sandwiches or what so ever. Its a LONG TIME since i last went to cold storage to stock up on food since the DRIVERS(parents) are stuck at home getting a "healthy" dosage of colon-craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Ride the bike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: its raining genius..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Fine..fine..STUDY THEN! BUILD YOUR FUTURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: *uni has logged off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114336504286319637?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114336504286319637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114336504286319637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114336504286319637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114336504286319637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/jewel-in-da-palace-madness.html' title='The Jewel in da palace madness..'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114311976295874187</id><published>2006-03-23T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T21:01:25.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester 1 vocab item bank, by shimin (reproduced with permission)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;luck =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;SEMESTER 1 VOCAB ITEM BANK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Harass [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to continue to annoy or upset someone over a period of time:&lt;br /&gt;Stop harassing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: annoy, bother, disturb, irritate, pester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Monolithic [adj] DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;too large, too regular or without interesting differences, and unwilling or unable to be changed:&lt;br /&gt;monolithic state-run organizations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: inflexible, regular, rigid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Arbitrary (CHANCE) [adj]&lt;br /&gt;based on chance rather than being planned or based on reason:&lt;br /&gt;arbitrary decision-making&lt;br /&gt;What guided your choice of destination or was it arbitrary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: chance, random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Arbitrary (UNFAIR) [adj] DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;using unlimited personal power without considering other people's wishes:&lt;br /&gt;an arbitrary ruler&lt;br /&gt;The company has been the subject of an arbitrary take-over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: autocratic, overbearing, tyrannical, tyrannous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Fray (CLOTH) [v] [I or T]&lt;br /&gt;to become or to cause the threads in cloth or rope to become slightly separated, forming loose threads at the edge or end:&lt;br /&gt;Denim frays so easily.&lt;br /&gt;I'd frayed the edges of my jeans as that was the fashion in those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: become ragged, tatter, tear, wear away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;FrayOYED (ANN) [v] [I]&lt;br /&gt;If your temper frays or your nerves fray, you gradually become upset or annoyed:&lt;br /&gt;Tempers frayed as thousands of motorists began the Christmas holiday with long waits in traffic jams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;The fray (ACTION) noun [S]&lt;br /&gt;an energetic and often not well organized effort, activity, fight or disagreement:&lt;br /&gt;With a third country about to &lt;b&gt;enter&lt;/b&gt; (= take part in) the fray, the fighting looks set to continue.&lt;br /&gt;A good holiday should leave you feeling refreshed and &lt;b&gt;ready for&lt;/b&gt; the fray (= ready to work) again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: brawl, clash, quarrel, riot, ruckus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Fray around/at the edges&lt;br /&gt;to start to become less effective or successful:&lt;br /&gt;Without the unifying forces of the army and the monarchy, it seems, the nation would begin to fray at the edges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Stymie [v] [T often passive] stymieing INFORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to prevent something from happening or someone from achieving a purpose:&lt;br /&gt;In our search for evidence, we were stymied by the absence of any recent documents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: hinder, impede, obstruct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Effigy [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;a model or other object which represents someone, especially one of a hated person which is hung or burnt in a public place:&lt;br /&gt;Crowds marched through the streets carrying burning effigies of the president.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: dummy, figure, model, picture, portrait, puppet, representation, statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Flout [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to intentionally disobey a rule, law, or custom:&lt;br /&gt;Many motorcyclists flout the law by not wearing helmets.&lt;br /&gt;The orchestra decided to flout &lt;b&gt;convention/tradition&lt;/b&gt;, and wear their everyday clothes for the concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: defy, disregard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Cognizant [adj] FORMAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Take cognizance of &lt;i&gt;sth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt; to take notice of and consider something, especially when judging:&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we were not cognizant &lt;b&gt;of&lt;/b&gt; (= did not know about) the full facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: aware, conscious, familiar, informed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Turbulent &lt;a href="http://dictionary.cambridge.org/define.asp?dict=CALD&amp;key=85433&amp;amp;ph=on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; text-decoration: none;"&gt;[adj]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 involving a lot of sudden changes, arguments or violence:&lt;br /&gt;a turbulent marriage&lt;br /&gt;This has been a turbulent week for the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Turbulent air or water moves very strongly and suddenly:&lt;br /&gt;The sea was too turbulent for us to be able to take the boat out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: destructive, fierce, restless, violent, wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Terminate [v] [I or T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to (cause something to) end or stop:&lt;br /&gt;They terminated my contract in October.&lt;br /&gt;This train will terminate at the next stop - passengers who wish to continue should change trains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: abolish, abort, cancel, end, stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Bar (PIECE OF MATERIAL) [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;1 a straight stick made of metal:&lt;br /&gt;The gorilla rattled the bars of its cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 a substance that has been made into a solid, rectangular shape:&lt;br /&gt;a chocolate bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 The bar of an electric heater is a long thin wire in the shape of a spring which is wrapped tightly around a tube. When electricity passes through it, it produces heat and red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 US FOR &lt;a href="http://dictionary.cambridge.org/define.asp?key=78982"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; text-decoration: none;"&gt;stripe (MATERIAL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Bar (DRINKING PLACE) [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;a place where especially alcoholic drinks are sold and drunk, or the area in such a place where the person serving the drinks stands:&lt;br /&gt;They noticed him going into the hotel bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Bar (MUSIC) noun [C]&lt;br /&gt;one of the small equal parts into which a piece of music is divided, containing a fixed number of beats:&lt;br /&gt;Waltzes have three beats &lt;b&gt;in/to the&lt;/b&gt; bar (= in each bar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Bar (PREVENT) [v] [T] -rr-&lt;br /&gt;to prevent something or someone from doing something or going somewhere, or to forbid something:&lt;br /&gt;I tried to push past her but she barred my &lt;b&gt;way/path&lt;/b&gt; (= stood in front of me and prevented me from getting past).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bar [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;A lack of formal education is no bar &lt;b&gt;to &lt;/b&gt;becom&lt;b&gt;ing&lt;/b&gt; rich (= does not make it impossible to become rich).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Bar (EXCEPT) preposition SLIGHTLY FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;except:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is leaving the village, bar the very old and ill.&lt;br /&gt;They're the best songwriters of this century, bar &lt;b&gt;none&lt;/b&gt; (= no one else is better).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;the Bar (LAWYERS) group noun [S]&lt;br /&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt; lawyers who are allowed to argue a case in a higher court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 US all lawyers thought of as a group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Exacerbate [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to make something which is already bad worse:&lt;br /&gt;This attack will exacerbate the already tense relations between the two communities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: aggravate, increase, intensify, worsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Normalcy [n] [U] (US ALSO normality)&lt;br /&gt;the state of being normal:&lt;br /&gt;Now that the civil war is over, relative normality has returned to the south of the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: normality, routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Oust verb [T]&lt;br /&gt;to force someone to leave a position of power, job, place or competition:&lt;br /&gt;The president was ousted (&lt;b&gt;from power&lt;/b&gt;) in a military coup in January 1987.&lt;br /&gt;The champions were defeated by Arsenal and ousted &lt;b&gt;from&lt;/b&gt; the League Cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: displace, expel, force out, remove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Emaciated [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;very thin and weak, usually because of illness or extreme hunger:&lt;br /&gt;There were pictures of emaciated children on the cover of the magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: famished, haggard, skeletal, starved, thin, undernourished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Surge [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;1 a sudden and great increase:&lt;br /&gt;An unexpected surge &lt;b&gt;in&lt;/b&gt; electrical power caused the computer to crash.&lt;br /&gt;There has been a surge &lt;b&gt;in&lt;/b&gt; house prices recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 a sudden and great movement forward:&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the game, there was a surge &lt;b&gt;of&lt;/b&gt; fans onto the field.&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;b&gt;tidal&lt;/b&gt; surge (= sudden and great rise in the level of the sea) caused severe flooding in coastal areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 a sudden increase of an emotion:&lt;br /&gt;She was overwhelmed by a surge &lt;b&gt;of&lt;/b&gt; remorse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: efflux, flood, flow, growth, gush, intensification, rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Surge [v] [I]&lt;br /&gt;1 to increase suddenly and greatly:&lt;br /&gt;The company's profits have surged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 to move quickly and powerfully:&lt;br /&gt;An angry crowd surged through the gates of the president's palace.&lt;br /&gt;A few metres before the end of the race, Jenkins surged &lt;b&gt;into the lead&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 (of an emotion) to develop strongly and quickly:&lt;br /&gt;She felt a wave of resentment surging &lt;b&gt;(up)&lt;/b&gt; inside her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: arise, flow, grow, gush, heave, mount, pour, ripple, rise, stream, swell, undulate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Tranquil [adj]&lt;br /&gt;calm and peaceful and without noise, violence, anxiety, etc:&lt;br /&gt;She stared at the tranquil surface of the water.&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is in a tranquil rural setting.&lt;br /&gt;A spasm of pain crossed his normally tranquil features.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: at peace, calm, collected, comforting, composed, gentle, peaceful, quiet, serene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Sanctuary [n]&lt;br /&gt;1 [C usually singular; U] protection or a safe place, especially for someone or something being chased or hunted:&lt;br /&gt;Illegal immigrants &lt;b&gt;found/sought/took&lt;/b&gt; sanctuary in a local church.&lt;br /&gt;The chapel became a sanctuary for the refugees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;FIGURATIVE&lt;/i&gt; If I want some peace and quiet, I &lt;b&gt;take&lt;/b&gt; sanctuary in my study.&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: cover, hideaway, hideout, protection, refuge, retreat, shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 [C] a place where birds or animals can live and be protected, especially from hunters or dangerous conditions:&lt;br /&gt;a wildlife/bird sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: conservation area, national park, nature preserve, park, refuge, reserve, retreat, shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 [C] the most holy part of a religious building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: altar, chancel, church, holy place, shrine, temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Ascend (HEIGHT) [v] [I or T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to move up or climb something:&lt;br /&gt;They slowly ascended the steep path up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;The divers have begun to ascend &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; the surface of the water.&lt;br /&gt;There's a long flight of steps ascending (= leading up) &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; the cathedral doors.&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: arise, climb, escalate, float, fly, mount, move up, rise, scale, soar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Ascend (IMPORTANCE) [v] [I] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to rise to a position of higher rank:&lt;br /&gt;He eventually ascended &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; the position of chief executive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Afflict [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;If a problem or illness afflicts a person or thing, they suffer from it:&lt;br /&gt;It is an illness which afflicts women more than men.&lt;br /&gt;a country afflicted by civil war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: agonize, annoy, distress, grieve, harass, hurt, strike, torment, torture, trouble, wound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Propaganda [n] [U] MAINLY DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;information, ideas, opinions or images, often only giving one part of an argument, which are broadcast, published or in some other way spread with the intention of influencing people's opinions:&lt;br /&gt;political/wartime propaganda&lt;br /&gt;At school we were fed communist/right-wing propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;One official dismissed the ceasefire as a mere propaganda exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: advertising, announcement, information, publication, publicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Besiege [v] [T often passive]&lt;br /&gt;1 to surround a place, especially with an army, to prevent people or supplies getting in or out:&lt;br /&gt;The town had been besieged for two months but still resisted the aggressors.&lt;br /&gt;2 When someone is besieged, a lot of people surround them:&lt;br /&gt;When the pop star tried to leave her hotel she was besieged &lt;b&gt;by&lt;/b&gt; waiting journalists and fans.&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: encircle, encompass, surround&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 to make many requests or complaints about something:&lt;br /&gt;After showing the controversial film, the television company was besieged with phone calls and letters from angry viewers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: bother, harass, nag, pester, trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Privation [n] [C or U] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;a lack of the basic things that are necessary for an acceptable standard of living:&lt;br /&gt;Economic privation is pushing the poor towards crime.&lt;br /&gt;Several villages &lt;b&gt;suffered&lt;/b&gt; serious privations during their long isolation during the war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: deprival, distress, hardship, lack, loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Menace [n]&lt;br /&gt;1 [C usually singular] something that is likely to cause harm:&lt;br /&gt;Drunk drivers are a menace &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Dogs running loose are a &lt;b&gt;public&lt;/b&gt; menace.&lt;br /&gt;the menace of industrial pollution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 [U] a dangerous quality that makes you think someone is going to do something bad:&lt;br /&gt;He had a slight air of menace which I found unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;He spoke with a hint of menace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 [C] a person, especially a child, who is very annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: annoyance, caution, hazard, nuisance, pest, threat, trouble, troublemaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Menace [v] [T] SLIGHTLY FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;If someone or something menaces a person or thing, they threaten seriously to harm it:&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane Hugo menaced the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt; coast for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: frighten, hazard, intimidate, risk, scare, terrorize, threaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Scrutinize, UK USUALLY [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to examine something very carefully in order to discover information:&lt;br /&gt;He scrutinized the men's faces carefully/closely, trying to work out who was lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: analyze, check, examine, explore, inspect, investigate, study, survey, view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Nefarious [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;(especially of activities) evil or immoral:&lt;br /&gt;The director of the company seems to have been involved in some nefarious practices/&lt;b&gt;activities&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: evil, heinous, horrible, immoral, outrageous, shameful, sinful, treacherous, vicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Amicable [adj]&lt;br /&gt;1 relating to behaviour between people that is pleasant and friendly often despite a difficult situation:&lt;br /&gt;His manner was perfectly amicable but I felt uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 relating to an agreement or decision that is achieved without arguments or unpleasantness:&lt;br /&gt;Few people have amicable divorces.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we reached an amicable settlement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: accordant, agreeing, courteous, harmonious, peaceful, understanding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Rabble-rouser [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;a person who makes speeches that make people excited or angry, especially in a way that causes them to act as the person wants them to:&lt;br /&gt;Johnson was unpopular with the management because he was a well-known rabble-rouser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: agitator, incendiary, instigator, spark, spy, troublemaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Malady [n] [C] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;1 a disease:&lt;br /&gt;All the rose bushes seem to be suffering from the same mysterious malady.&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: condition, disease, disorder, illness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 a problem within a system or organization:&lt;br /&gt;Apathy is one of the maladies of modern society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: disorder, disturbance, trouble, worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Inclement [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;describes weather which is unpleasant, especially cold or stormy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: cold, stormy, wintry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Incipient [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;just beginning:&lt;br /&gt;signs of incipient public frustration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: beginning, commencing, developing, initial, originating, starting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Peruse [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to read through something, especially in order to find the part you are interested in:&lt;br /&gt;He opened a newspaper and began to peruse the personal ads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: analyze, check, read, scan, scrutinize, skim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Desist [v] [I] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to stop doing something, especially something that someone else does not want you to do:&lt;br /&gt;The soldiers have been ordered to desist &lt;b&gt;from&lt;/b&gt; firing their guns.&lt;br /&gt;The high winds are expected to desist tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: abandon, cease, end, pause, quit, stop, suspend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Recoil (FEAR/DISGUST) [v] [I]&lt;br /&gt;1 to move back because of fear or disgust:&lt;br /&gt;He leant forward to kiss her and she recoiled in horror.&lt;br /&gt;I recoiled &lt;b&gt;from&lt;/b&gt; the smell and the filth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 to refuse to accept an idea or principle, feeling strong disgust or disapproval:&lt;br /&gt;She wondered how it would be to touch him and recoiled at the thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: dodge, duck, flinch, react, shrink, tremble, wince, withdraw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Recoil (GUN) [n] [U]&lt;br /&gt;the sudden backward movement that a gun makes when it is fired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Pertinent [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;relating directly to the subject being considered:&lt;br /&gt;a pertinent question/remark&lt;br /&gt;Chapter One is pertinent &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; the post-war period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: related, relevant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Mastiff [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;a large strong short-haired dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Obsess [v] [I or T]&lt;br /&gt;If something or someone obsesses you, or if you obsess about something or someone, you think about them all the time:&lt;br /&gt;The whole relationship obsessed me for years.&lt;br /&gt;She used to obsess &lt;b&gt;about&lt;/b&gt; her weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: bother, harass, irritate, pester, plague, torment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Doleful [adj]&lt;br /&gt;very sad:&lt;br /&gt;a doleful expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: crestfallen, depressed, grieving, mournful, pitiful, sad, somber, sorrowful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Wan [adj] wanner, wannest LITERARY&lt;br /&gt;(of a person's face) paler than usual and tired-looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: bloodless, faint, ghastly, pale, weak, white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Histrionics plural noun DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;very emotional and energetic behaviour that lacks sincerity and real meaning:&lt;br /&gt;I'd had enough of Lydia's histrionics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: feigning, mimicry, pantomime, portraying, pretending, pretense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Elusive [adj]&lt;br /&gt;difficult to describe, find, achieve or remember:&lt;br /&gt;The answers to these questions remain as elusive as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Success, however, remained elusive for her.&lt;br /&gt;elusive memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: ambiguous, illusory, puzzling, subtle, transient, unspecific&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Frustrate (DISCOURAGE) [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to make someone feel annoyed or discouraged because they cannot achieve what they want:&lt;br /&gt;It frustrates me that I'm not able to put any of my ideas into practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: depress, discourage, dishearten, upset &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Frustrate (PREVENT) [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to prevent the plans or efforts of someone or something from being achieved:&lt;br /&gt;The continuing civil war is frustrating the efforts of relief agencies to feed thousands of famine victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: block, hinder, impede, obstruct, prevent, ruin, thwart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Symptomatic [adj]&lt;br /&gt;If something bad is symptomatic of something else, it is caused by the other thing and is proof that it exists:&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy within a relationship is usually symptomatic &lt;b&gt;of&lt;/b&gt; low self-esteem in one of the partners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: evidence, hint, imply, reveal, show, signal, signify, suggest, symbolize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Interject [v] [I or T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to say something while another person is speaking; to interrupt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[+ speech]&lt;/i&gt; "That's absolutely ridiculous!" Mary interjected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: interrupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Inert (NOT MOVING) [adj]&lt;br /&gt;1 not moving or not able to move:&lt;br /&gt;The inert figure of a man could be seen lying in the front of the car.&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: immobile, inactive, motionless, still, torpid, unmoving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 not energetic or interesting:&lt;br /&gt;The narrative is inert and sloppy, as if the author had been writing half-asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: dull, unmoving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Inert (CHEMICAL CHARACTERISTIC) [adj] SPECIALIZED&lt;br /&gt;not reacting chemically with other substances:&lt;br /&gt;inert &lt;b&gt;gases&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: unreactive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Salient [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;The salient facts about something or qualities of something are the most important things about them:&lt;br /&gt;She began to summarize the salient &lt;b&gt;features/points&lt;/b&gt; of the proposal.&lt;br /&gt;The article presented the salient &lt;b&gt;facts&lt;/b&gt; of the dispute clearly and concisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: important, outstanding, prominent, remarkable, significant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Imminent [adj]&lt;br /&gt;coming or likely to happen very soon:&lt;br /&gt;imminent disaster/danger&lt;br /&gt;A strike is imminent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: approaching, coming, expectant, inevitable, unavoidable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Squeamish [adj]&lt;br /&gt;easily upset or shocked by things which you find unpleasant or which you do not approve of:&lt;br /&gt;She's really squeamish and can't stand the sight of blood.&lt;br /&gt;Many cooks are squeamish about putting live shellfish into boiling water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: annoyed, disgusted, nauseated, queasy, sickly, unsettled, upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Engrossed [adj]&lt;br /&gt;giving all your attention to something; absorbed:&lt;br /&gt;She was so engrossed &lt;b&gt;by/in&lt;/b&gt; the book that she forgot the cakes in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;They were so engrossed &lt;b&gt;in/with&lt;/b&gt; what they were doing that they didn't hear me come in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: absorbed, captivated, engaged, enthralled, fascinated, immersed, intrigued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Poignant [adj]&lt;br /&gt;causing or having a particularly sharp feeling of sadness:&lt;br /&gt;The photograph awakens poignant memories of happier days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It&lt;/b&gt; is especially poignant &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; he died on the day before the wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: agonizing, distressing, heart-rending, heartbreaking, intense, sad, sorrowful, touching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Inundate (TOO MUCH) [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to give someone so much work or so many things that they cannot deal with them all:&lt;br /&gt;We have been inundated &lt;b&gt;with&lt;/b&gt; requests for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Inundate (FLOOD) [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to flood an area with water:&lt;br /&gt;If the dam breaks it will inundate large parts of the town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: engulf, flood, immerse, submerge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Fruitless [adj]&lt;br /&gt;If an action or attempt to do something is fruitless, it is unsuccessful or produces nothing of value:&lt;br /&gt;All diplomatic attempts at a peaceful solution to the crisis have been fruitless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: futile, in vain, ineffective, unproductive, unsuccessful, useless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Garbled [adj]&lt;br /&gt;If words or messages are garbled, they are not clear and are very difficult to understand, often giving a false idea of the facts:&lt;br /&gt;He left a rather garbled &lt;b&gt;message&lt;/b&gt; on my answerphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: illogical, irrational, muddled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Sanguine [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;(of someone or their character) positive and hopeful:&lt;br /&gt;They are less sanguine &lt;b&gt;about&lt;/b&gt; the prospects for peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: cheerful, confident, enthusiastic, hopeful, lively, optimistic, self-confident, spirited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Phlegmatic [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;describes someone who tends not to get emotional or excited about things:&lt;br /&gt;As a footballer his great asset was his calm, phlegmatic manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: assured, collected, composed, calm, nonchalant, relaxed, self-controlled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Corroborate [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to add proof or certainty to an account, statement, idea, etc. with new information:&lt;br /&gt;Recent research seems to corroborate his theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: authenticate, certify, confirm, prove, substantiate, support, sustain, validate, verify&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Zealous [adj]&lt;br /&gt;enthusiastic and eager:&lt;br /&gt;a zealous supporter of the government's policies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: ardent, avid, eager, enthusiastic, fervent, passionate, spirited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Coerce [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to persuade someone forcefully to do something which they are unwilling to do:&lt;br /&gt;The court heard that the six defendants had been coerced &lt;b&gt;into&lt;/b&gt; making a confession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: compel, force, impel, intimidate, suppress, terrorize, threaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Vigil [n] [C or U]&lt;br /&gt;(an act of) staying awake, especially at night, in order to be with an ill person, or to express especially political disagreement, or to pray:&lt;br /&gt;His parents &lt;b&gt;kept&lt;/b&gt; vigil beside his bed for weeks before he died.&lt;br /&gt;Supporters of the peace movement &lt;b&gt;held&lt;/b&gt; an all-night candlelit vigil outside the cathedral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: alertness, attention, attentiveness, caution, lookout, observance, surveillance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Elapse [v] [I] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;If time elapses, it goes past:&lt;br /&gt;Four years had elapsed since he left college and still he hadn't found a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: flow, go by, pass, pass by, roll by, slip away, slip by, vanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Meticulous [adj] APPROVING&lt;br /&gt;very careful and with great attention to every detail:&lt;br /&gt;Many hours of meticulous preparation have gone into writing the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: accurate, cautious, detailed, exact, painstaking, particular, precise, strict, thorough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Domicile [n] [C] FORMAL OR LEGAL&lt;br /&gt;the place where a person lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: abode, accommodation, apartment, habitat, home, house, residence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Lax [adj]&lt;br /&gt;lacking care, attention or control; not severe or strong enough:&lt;br /&gt;He took a gun through baggage control to highlight the lax security.&lt;br /&gt;The subcommittee contends that the authorities were lax &lt;b&gt;in&lt;/b&gt; investigating most of the cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: careless, easy-going, , lenient, loose, slipshod, sloppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;sporadic [adj]&lt;br /&gt;happening irregularly; not regular or continuous:&lt;br /&gt;sporadic gunfire&lt;br /&gt;a sporadic electricity supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: infrequent, intermittent, irregular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Rash (WITHOUT THOUGHT) [adj]&lt;br /&gt;careless or unwise, without thought for what might happen or result:&lt;br /&gt;That was a rash decision - you didn't think about the costs involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[+ to infinitive]&lt;/i&gt; I think &lt;b&gt;it &lt;/b&gt;was a bit rash&lt;b&gt; of &lt;/b&gt;them&lt;b&gt; to&lt;/b&gt; get married when they'd only known each other for a few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: careless, daring, hasty, hot-headed, irrational, reckless, thoughtless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Rash (LARGE NUMBER) [n]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a rash of &lt;i&gt;sth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a large number of unpleasant events of the same type:&lt;br /&gt;There has been a rash of robberies/accidents/complaints in the last two months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: breakout, eruption, flood, outbreak, series, succession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Conjecture [n] [C or U]&lt;br /&gt;(the forming of) a guess about something based on how it seems and not on proof:&lt;br /&gt;There's been a lot of conjecture in the papers recently &lt;b&gt;about&lt;/b&gt; the royal marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: assumption, guess, hypothesis, presumption, speculation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Conjecture [v] [I] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to guess, based on the appearance of a situation and not on proof:&lt;br /&gt;We'll never know exactly how she died; we can only conjecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[+ that]&lt;/i&gt; He conjectured &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; the company would soon be in financial difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: assume, estimate, guess, hypothesize, infer, presume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Obviate [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to remove a difficulty, especially so that action to deal with it becomes unnecessary:&lt;br /&gt;A peaceful solution would obviate &lt;b&gt;the need&lt;/b&gt; to send a UN military force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: avert, block, counter, counteract, deter, hinder, prevent, remove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Lurid (SHOCKING) [adj] DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;(especially of a description) shocking because involving violence, sex or immoral activity:&lt;br /&gt;You can read all the lurid &lt;b&gt;details&lt;/b&gt; of the affair in today's paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: exaggerated, extreme, horrid, obscene, offensive, startling, terrible, terrifying, violent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Lurid (COLOUR) [adj] DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;too brightly coloured:&lt;br /&gt;That's a very lurid shade of lipstick she's wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Quip [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;an amusing and clever remark:&lt;br /&gt;It was Oscar Wilde who &lt;b&gt;made&lt;/b&gt; the famous quip about life mimicking art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: jeer, joke, mockery, remark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Quip [v] [I] -pp- MAINLY US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[+ speech]&lt;/i&gt; When asked earlier why he seemed to be so relaxed, Mr McCarthy quipped: "It's the drugs".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: jeer, jest, mock, ridicule, scoff, scorn, sneer, taunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Importune [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;1 to make repeated forceful requests for something, usually in a way that is annoying or inconvenient:&lt;br /&gt;As a tourist, you are importuned &lt;b&gt;for&lt;/b&gt; money the moment you step outside your hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 to request sex with someone in return for payment:&lt;br /&gt;He was arrested for importuning a young boy outside the station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: ask, badger, beg, beseech, harass, implore, insist, pester, solicit, urge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Incontrovertible [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;impossible to doubt because of being obviously true:&lt;br /&gt;incontrovertible &lt;b&gt;proof/evidence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her logic is utterly incontrovertible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: accurate, authentic, certain, indisputable, positive, sure, undeniable, unquestionable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Surreptitious [adj]&lt;br /&gt;done secretly, without anyone seeing or knowing:&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to be listening to what I was saying, but I couldn't help noticing her surreptitious glances at the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: hidden, private, secret, sneaky, stealthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Haven [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;a safe or peaceful place:&lt;br /&gt;The garden was a haven &lt;b&gt;from&lt;/b&gt; the noise and bustle of the city.&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to provide &lt;b&gt;safe&lt;/b&gt; havens for the refugees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Subjugate (DEFEAT) [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to defeat people or a country and rule them in a way which allows them no freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Subjugate (CONTROL) [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to treat yourself, your wishes or your beliefs as being less important than other people or their wishes or beliefs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[R]&lt;/i&gt; She subjugated herself &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; her mother's needs.&lt;br /&gt;Journalists must subjugate personal political convictions &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; their professional commitment to fairness and balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: coerce, compel, conquer, defeat, force, overcome, rule, subdue, suppress, tame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Ultimate [adj] [before noun]&lt;br /&gt;most extreme or important because either the original or final, or the best or worst:&lt;br /&gt;Of course the ultimate responsibility for the present conflict without doubt lies with the aggressor.&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate decision about who to employ lies with Andrew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: decisive, end, eventual, final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Ultimate [n]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the ultimate in &lt;i&gt;sth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the best or most extreme example of something:&lt;br /&gt;It describes the hotel as 'the ultimate in luxury'.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, tackling six men single-handedly - that really is the ultimate in stupidity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: best, extreme, greatest, incomparable, significant, supreme, unsurpassable, utmost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Eventuate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;[v]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Come out in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: befall, follow, happen, occur, result, take place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Emit [v] [T] -tt-&lt;br /&gt;to send out a beam, noise, smell or gas:&lt;br /&gt;The alarm emits infra-red rays which are used to detect any intruder.&lt;br /&gt;The machine emits a high-pitched sound when you press the button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: discharge, eject, expel, give off, give out, pass, transmit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Subterranean [adj]&lt;br /&gt;under the ground:&lt;br /&gt;subterranean passages&lt;br /&gt;a subterranean river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: underground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Viable [adj]&lt;br /&gt;1 able to work as intended or able to succeed:&lt;br /&gt;In order to make the company viable, it will unfortunately be necessary to reduce staffing levels.&lt;br /&gt;Solar power is now a viable alternative to oil-fired water heaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 SPECIALIZED able to continue to exist as or develop into a living being:&lt;br /&gt;There is a continuing debate about the age at which a human fetus can be considered viable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: feasible, possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Premise [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;an idea or theory on which a statement or action is based:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[+ that]&lt;/i&gt; They had started with the premise &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; all men are created equal.&lt;br /&gt;The research project is based on the premise stated earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: assumption, hypothesis, postulation, presumption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Premise [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to base a theory, argument, etc. on an idea, thought, or belief:&lt;br /&gt;He premised his argument &lt;b&gt;on&lt;/b&gt; several incorrect assumptions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: assume, postulate, predicate, presume, presuppose, state, suppose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Jeopardize [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to put something such as a plan or system in danger of being harmed or damaged:&lt;br /&gt;She knew that by failing her exams she could jeopardize her whole future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: challenge, chance, dare, defy, endanger, game, hazard, play, speculate, stake, venture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Incredulous [adj]&lt;br /&gt;not wanting or not able to believe something, and usually showing this:&lt;br /&gt;A few incredulous spectators watched as Paterson, ranked 23rd in the world, beat the champion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: doubtful, dubious, skeptical, suspicious, unbelieving, uncertain, unconvinced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Permeate [v] [I usually + adverb or preposition; T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to spread through something and be present in every part of it:&lt;br /&gt;Dissatisfaction with the government seems to have permeated every section of society.&lt;br /&gt;A foul smell of stale beer permeated the whole building.&lt;br /&gt;The table has a plastic coating which prevents liquids from permeating &lt;b&gt;into&lt;/b&gt; the wood beneath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: diffuse, drench, fill, go through, invade, penetrate, saturate, seep, soak, spread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Propitious [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;likely to result in or showing signs of success:&lt;br /&gt;With the economy in the worst recession for thirty years, it was scarcely the most propitious time to start up a company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: beneficial, bright, encouraging, favorable, good, promising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Surmise [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to guess something, without having much or any proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[+ (that)]&lt;/i&gt; The police surmise &lt;b&gt;(that)&lt;/b&gt; the robbers have fled the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: assume, conjecture, consider, deduce, guess, hypothesize, presume, regard, speculate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Surmise [n] [C or U] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;a guess:&lt;br /&gt;My surmise turned out to be right.&lt;br /&gt;The article is &lt;b&gt;pure&lt;/b&gt; surmise and innuendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: assumption, conjecture, deduction, guess, opinion, presumption, speculation, thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Curtail [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to stop something before it is finished, or to reduce or limit something:&lt;br /&gt;to curtail your holiday/spending&lt;br /&gt;The last government &lt;b&gt;severely&lt;/b&gt; curtailed trade union rights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: cut, cut short, decrease, halt, lessen, reduce, shorten, trim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Repress [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;1 to not allow something, especially feelings, to be expressed:&lt;br /&gt;He repressed a sudden desire to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 to control what people do, especially by using force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: collect, compose, control, hold back, overcome, restrain, smother, subjugate, suppress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Cryptic [adj]&lt;br /&gt;mysterious and difficult to understand:&lt;br /&gt;I received a cryptic message through the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: ambiguous, incomprehensible, mysterious, mystifying, puzzling, strange, unclear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Inchoate [adj] LITERARY&lt;br /&gt;only recently or partly formed, or not completely developed or clear:&lt;br /&gt;She had a child's inchoate awareness of language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: embryonic, immature, imperfect, preliminary, shapeless, undeveloped, unfinished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Aspire to &lt;i&gt;sth&lt;/i&gt; phrasal verb&lt;br /&gt;to have a strong desire or hope to do or have something:&lt;br /&gt;Few people who aspire to fame ever achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[+ to infinitive]&lt;/i&gt; As a child, he aspired to be a great writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: aim, desire, dream, pursue, seek, strive, struggle, try, want, wish, yearn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Inveigh against &lt;i&gt;sb/sth&lt;/i&gt; phrasal verb FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to strongly criticize something or someone:&lt;br /&gt;There were politicians who inveighed against immigrants to get votes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: admonish, berate, condemn, criticize, reproach, scold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Nettle (ANNOY) [v] [T often passive] MAINLY UK&lt;br /&gt;to make someone annoyed or slightly angry:&lt;br /&gt;She looked up at me sharply, clearly nettled by the interruption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: annoy, disgust, disturb, exasperate, irritate, provoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Overt [adj]&lt;br /&gt;done or shown publicly or in an obvious way; not secret:&lt;br /&gt;overt criticism&lt;br /&gt;He shows no overt signs of his unhappiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: apparent, clear, open, public, unconcealed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Relegate [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;1 to put someone or something into a lower or less important rank or position:&lt;br /&gt;She resigned when she was relegated &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; a desk job.&lt;br /&gt;The story was relegated &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; the middle pages of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 UK If a football team is relegated, it is moved down to a lower division:&lt;br /&gt;If Southampton lose again they may be relegated &lt;b&gt;from&lt;/b&gt; the Premier League &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; the First Division.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: demote, downgrade, remove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Supine (BODY) [adj] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;(lying) flat on your back, looking up:&lt;br /&gt;We walked along the beach, past the rows of supine bodies soaking up the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Supine (CHARACTER) [adj] DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;If you are supine, you are weak and you willingly accept the control of others:&lt;br /&gt;The new director has introduced a series of changes against little opposition from the supine staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: apathetic, easy, faint, feeble, limp, sluggish, spiritless, weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Mammoth [adj]&lt;br /&gt;extremely large:&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up the city-wide mess is going to be a mammoth &lt;b&gt;task&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's a mammoth &lt;b&gt;undertaking&lt;/b&gt; - are you sure you have the resources to cope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: enormous, gargantuan, giant, gigantic, huge, large, massive, titanic, vast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Repulse (PUSH AWAY) [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to push away or refuse something or someone unwanted, especially to successfully stop a physical attack against you:&lt;br /&gt;The enemy attack was quickly repulsed.&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: defeat, fend off, fight off, overthrow, push, rebuff, rebut, reject, repel, resist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repulse [n] [S or U] FORMAL OR OLD-FASHIONED&lt;br /&gt;when someone or something is repulsed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: defeat, disappointment, failure, rebuff, refusal, rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Repulse (DISLIKE) [v] [T often passive] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;If something repulses you, it causes you to have a strong feeling of dislike, disapproval or disgust:&lt;br /&gt;The tourists were repulsed &lt;b&gt;by&lt;/b&gt; the filthy conditions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: disdain, disgust, revolt, sicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Havoc [n] [U]&lt;br /&gt;confusion and lack of order, especially causing damage or trouble:&lt;br /&gt;The storm &lt;b&gt;wreaked&lt;/b&gt; (= caused) havoc in the garden, uprooting trees and blowing a fence down.&lt;br /&gt;The delay &lt;b&gt;played&lt;/b&gt; (= caused) havoc &lt;b&gt;with&lt;/b&gt; their travel arrangements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: calamity, catastrophe, chaos, confusion, destruction, devastation, disorder, disruption, plunder, ravages, ruination, wreck, wreckage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Raze [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to completely destroy a city, building, etc:&lt;br /&gt;The town was razed &lt;b&gt;to the ground&lt;/b&gt; in the bombing raid - not a building was left standing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: demolish, destroy, ruin, wreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Lethal [adj]&lt;br /&gt;able to cause or causing death; extremely dangerous:&lt;br /&gt;In the car the police found guns, knives and other lethal &lt;b&gt;weapons&lt;/b&gt; (= weapons which can kill).&lt;br /&gt;A 59-year-old man was executed by lethal &lt;b&gt;injection&lt;/b&gt; (= by having a poisonous substance put into his body) this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;INFORMAL&lt;/i&gt; That combination of tiredness and alcohol is lethal (= has a very bad effect).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: dangerous, deadly, fatal, harmful, poisonous, virulent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Scurry [v] [I usually + adverb or preposition]&lt;br /&gt;to move quickly, with small short steps:&lt;br /&gt;The mouse scurried &lt;b&gt;across&lt;/b&gt; the floor.&lt;br /&gt;The noise of the explosion &lt;b&gt;sent&lt;/b&gt; the villagers scurry&lt;b&gt;ing&lt;/b&gt; back into their homes.&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: dart, dash, hurry, run, scamper, scuttle, skim, sprint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scurry [n] [S]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Incisive [adj]&lt;br /&gt;expressing an idea or opinion in a clear and persuasive way:&lt;br /&gt;incisive questions/comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: acute, bright, clever, concise, keen, penetrating, piercing, profound, sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Precipitate (MAKE HAPPEN) [v] [T] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to make something happen suddenly or sooner than expected:&lt;br /&gt;An invasion would certainly precipitate a political crisis.&lt;br /&gt;Fear of losing her job precipitated (= suddenly forced) her &lt;b&gt;into&lt;/b&gt; action.&lt;br /&gt;synonyms: accelerate, hasten, hurl, quicken, speed up, throw, trigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precipitate [adj] (ALSO precipitous) FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;If an action is precipitate, it is done sooner or faster than expected and without enough thought or preparation:&lt;br /&gt;Don't be precipitate - think it through before you make a decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Precipitate (THROW) [v] [T usually + adverb or preposition] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;to throw someone or something from a height with great force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Precipitate (CHEMISTRY) [n] [C or U] SPECIALIZED&lt;br /&gt;a solid substance which is produced from a liquid during a chemical process:&lt;br /&gt;After filtration, the precipitate was dried at 90°C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precipitate [v] [I or T] SPECIALIZED&lt;br /&gt;If a liquid precipitates, substances in it become solid and separate from the liquid:&lt;br /&gt;Cooling the beaker helps precipitate the compound.&lt;br /&gt;If any organic salt is formed, it will precipitate &lt;b&gt;(out)&lt;/b&gt; immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Stereotype [n] [C] DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;a fixed idea that people have about what someone or something is like, especially an idea that is wrong:&lt;br /&gt;racial/sexual stereotypes&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't &lt;b&gt;conform to/fit/fill&lt;/b&gt; the national stereotype &lt;b&gt;of&lt;/b&gt; a Frenchman.&lt;br /&gt;The characters in the book are just stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stereotype [v] [T] DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;to have a fixed idea about what a particular type of person is like, especially an idea that is wrong:&lt;br /&gt;The study claims that British advertising stereotypes women.&lt;br /&gt;We tried not to give the children sexually stereotyped toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Indigenous [adj]&lt;br /&gt;naturally existing in a place or country rather than arriving from another place:&lt;br /&gt;Are there any species of frog indigenous &lt;b&gt;to&lt;/b&gt; the area?&lt;br /&gt;The Maori are the indigenous people of New Zealand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: aboriginal, natural, native, original, primitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Gregarious [adj]&lt;br /&gt;(of people) liking to be with other people, or (especially of animals) living in groups:&lt;br /&gt;Emma's a gregarious, outgoing sort of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: extroverted, friendly, fun, outgoing, sociable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Habitat [n] [C or U]&lt;br /&gt;the natural surroundings in which an animal or plant usually lives:&lt;br /&gt;With so many areas of woodland being cut down, a lot of wildlife is losing its natural habitat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: abode, accommodations, dwelling, house, housing, settlement, terrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Cursory [adj]&lt;br /&gt;quick and probably not detailed:&lt;br /&gt;a cursory glance/look&lt;br /&gt;a cursory examination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: brief, fast, hasty, hurried, quick, random, rapid, shallow, short, sketchy, sloppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Interloper [n] [C] DISAPPROVING&lt;br /&gt;someone who becomes involved in an activity or a social group without being asked, or enters a place without permission:&lt;br /&gt;Security did not prevent an interloper from getting onto the stage at the opening ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: intruder, trespasser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Prolific [adj]&lt;br /&gt;producing a great number or amount of something:&lt;br /&gt;He was probably the most prolific songwriter of his generation.&lt;br /&gt;Rabbits and other rodents are prolific (= have a lot of babies).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: abounding, abundant, bountiful, fertile, fruitful, luxuriant, productive, yielding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Bulwark [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;something that protects you from dangerous or unpleasant situations:&lt;br /&gt;My savings were to be a bulwark &lt;b&gt;against&lt;/b&gt; unemployment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: barrier, defense, guard, protection, safeguard, security &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Frugal [adj]&lt;br /&gt;careful when using money or food, or (of a meal) cheap or small in amount:&lt;br /&gt;a frugal lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;a frugal meal of bread and soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: meager, saving, scrimping, stingy, thrifty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Antithesis [n] [C] plural antitheses&lt;br /&gt;the exact opposite:&lt;br /&gt;He is the exact antithesis of what I find attractive in men.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the collapse of communism the political antithesis &lt;b&gt;between&lt;/b&gt; Left and Right is less important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: opposite, reverse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Altruistic [adj]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Willingness to do things which benefit other people, even if it results in disadvantage for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;I doubt whether her &lt;b&gt;motives&lt;/b&gt; for donating the money are altruistic - she's probably looking for publicity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: benevolent, big-hearted, charitable, generous, kind, magnanimous, unselfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Embellish [v] [T]&lt;br /&gt;to make something more beautiful or interesting by adding something to it:&lt;br /&gt;The ceiling was embellished &lt;b&gt;with&lt;/b&gt; flowers and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't resist embellishing the story of his accident a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: beautify, decorate, doll up, dress up, elaborate, enhance, garnish, ornament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Cache [n] [C]&lt;br /&gt;a hidden store of things, or the place where they are kept:&lt;br /&gt;an arms cache&lt;br /&gt;a cache &lt;b&gt;of&lt;/b&gt; explosives/weapons/drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: accumulation, assets, fund, reserve, stockpile, store, supplies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Coterie group noun [C]&lt;br /&gt;a small group of people with shared interests who often do not want other people to join them:&lt;br /&gt;a coterie &lt;b&gt;of&lt;/b&gt; writers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: assembly, association, cluster, company, gang, horde, party, society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; color: white;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Cupidity [n] [U] FORMAL&lt;br /&gt;a great desire, especially for money or possessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;Synonyms: craving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="cald-example1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="cald-example1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/18759138-114311976295874187?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114311976295874187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114311976295874187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114311976295874187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114311976295874187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/semester-1-vocab-item-bank-by-shimin.html' title='Semester 1 vocab item bank, by shimin (reproduced with permission)'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114285868417529490</id><published>2006-03-20T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T06:19:06.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry i found funny on TCS</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="post-title"&gt;   Some people damn free        &lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;By having such a title, let me clarify that I am not referring to myself. Though of course if you think about it carefully, I do fit the title of this post. But no, I'm here to drive home another point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That some people are damn free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just flipping the papers for something interesting to read (after carefully analysing the Premiership table, of course). You must understand that after reading the figures off the table there isn't much motivation for me to carry on reading the papers. After all, my reading diet comprises of just the Premiership table. It's like you eat one plate of chicken rice for dinner and you're full. So do you eat some more? No right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, I didn't know why I bothered to read on. Perhaps it was because I felt a bit hungry after Premiership table. There wasn't anything much to digest in the first place - since there had only been one match played on Sunday, that being Arsenal against Liverpool. That would be equivalent to let's say, half a plate of chicken rice. And as there was still space in my brain (like stomach), I went to read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I think you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Paper yesterday had this article - I'm not sure on which page, but it doesn't really matter since I'm putting it here anyway. Like your bloody lecturer flashing you some stuff on the slide and saying later "it's all in your notes" and jacks you like mad because you've been copying down the shit on the slide fervently. Lecturers are sadistic, I tell you. But before I start on another story I'd better not digress too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the article you should read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a290/pcbsyndicate/article1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100kg man attacks Tampines coffeeshop patrons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Now what on earth makes this so interesting, I don't know and after reading the article I still don't. After all, what's the big deal about some fat shit whacking the hell out of old men? (I assume old men are free enough to sit at coffeeshops.) I mean, don't you see a similar scene everyday at RJC? Like at your class table there's some obese fagut who has come back from buying his food and finds out that there's no space at the table. Though of course there is enough for one AVERAGE-SIZED person. So he'll whack one guy on the back to say something like, "hey make way" and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And there is the entire possibility that the fat arsehole's birthday falls after the guy whom he whacked on the back. Thus the guy sitting down would be an old man, for he is already older than the fat guy. We are constantly told by teachers that "you are not young kids anymore" - so.. eh? If we are not young kids, then that must make us old men! Hence point proven. There is nothing special about fat faguts whacking up old men. (No offence to fat faguts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then back to the article - we start thinking about what could be so special? Tampines coffeeshop? I'm sure that there is certainly more than one coffeeshop in Tampines, which makes the article very.. stupid. Why the heck are they reporting on mundane stuff? It's like they got nothing better to do? They are a damn newspaper, for goodness' sake. I know TCS also blogs about mundane stuff but then again not the whole Singapore reads our stuff. And in any case it's as if they, like us, have got NO NEWS AT ALL TO REPORT and is making a mountain out of a molehill. Along with a fat guy and coffeeshop patrons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So what on earth is going on, man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Suddenly, I saw the light when I shifted the newspaper. The coffeeshop patrons weren't just coffeeshop patrons.. there was a VIP from England/Holland who had come to the Tampines coffeeshop. Then oh my god suddenly the article made so much sense. At least now it was something to report!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just have a look at this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a290/pcbsyndicate/article2.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In case you cannot read the wording.. the first arrow to the left was "he whacked people here" and the arrow to the right has the words "...and a man here". And where does the arrow to the right point to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RUUD VAN NISTELROOY! OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;What the heck is that joker doing in Singapore? Don't tell me he flew that ten thousand kilometres just to get punched by an obese man? It just questions his commitment to Man Utd - he's so damn free that he can come to Singapore in midweek since Man Utd is evidently not playing till this weekend. So instead of training with the club he comes down to a coffeeshop to get punched. Funny chap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;But in case you Man Utd fans were worried about him getting injured, no fear. He already went to Tan Tock Seng Hospital for a checkup and was proclaimed fine by the doctor. He is in "stable condition" and has since been discharged. But then again he wasn't even hospitalised so it's no big deal, really. After all, isn't it normal to get punched in the Premiership? It's so typical of the English hooligan fans or some hooligan players to punch others in the face - tsk. Still, take comfort in the fact that Van Nistelrooy isn't injured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The reason why Van Nistelrooy has come, is probably because he fell out with Sir Alex Ferguson. As you all who watch soccer would probably know, Sir Alex is a cantankerous bull with no bloody logic or any shred of humanity in him. So he left Van Nistelrooy on the sidelines for a few games. (Actually that made a lot of sense since we all know Van Nistelrooy's rubbish) However, this led to a spat between the two jokers and Van Nistelrooy, not having such a good temperament himself, escaped to Singapore to show his TEMPER! Believe me, this coming Saturday, you'll probably see Sir Alex scowling at Van Nistelrooy more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Which Van Nistelrooy would be more or less be asking for. Taking a flight to Singapore could not have been more stupid, the jet lag's terrible and that will affect his form in soccer. Basically, there is a lesson to be learnt here - that Van Nistelrooy is too free and he's really quite stupid to come all the way here. He's such a crappy striker and has such a rubbish personality, man. That fatty did well to punch him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Anyway it's time for dinner and unlike my reading diet which can be forgone, I certainly cannot live without food. Ya you can say I'm greedy, but so what? I'll never eat till I'm 100kg. And even if I do, I won't go around to Tampines coffeeshops to punch people. Oh please, I'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114285868417529490?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114285868417529490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114285868417529490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114285868417529490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114285868417529490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/entry-i-found-funny-on-tcs.html' title='Entry i found funny on TCS'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114240169731370243</id><published>2006-03-14T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T21:48:17.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe for Disaster</title><content type='html'>Oh shucks, long periods of little sleep seems to have detoriated my immune system, the final straw was the long period of biology remedial -.- Ended up having a sore throat, as usual, that'll lead to my fever then head ache. So after finishing that burrito my mum bought, i took a panadol then slept. Woke up at 3am in the morning, my head was spinning and it felt like the aftermath of drinking too much alcohol. Throat was terribly dry and my body felt so worn and torn apart. Tried getting back to sleep but the pain was excruciating, pretty much torture in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started dreaming about funny things, not your sunbeams and rainbows but your typical nightmare on elm street. Monster infested cities, blasting them non stop with guns, etc, sheesh, i should really lay off those violent computer games -.-ll Then started thinking about life, after life, sheesh, are we gonna be stuck living after reincarnating? Or become insane by living an immortal life with god in heaven, both situation seem to suck, screw living anyway, its no better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doctor's after that, he said i'm either suffering from depression or lack of sleep which causes my immune system to go down down down then sick. I think its a mixture of both, not gonna talk about the depression part or i'm gonna be more depressed. Nothing much to blog about anyway, so much work to do. Oh well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114240169731370243?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114240169731370243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114240169731370243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114240169731370243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114240169731370243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/recipe-for-disaster.html' title='Recipe for Disaster'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114209009238308595</id><published>2006-03-11T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T07:14:55.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, really busy day~!</title><content type='html'>Alright, its a saturday! Yay, 8 more days till school reopens! Lets enjoy ourselves eh? Haha, well, a persimist would say WELL ITS NEXT TWO WEEKS THAT WE GO BACK TO SCHOOL! Mehh, screw that. Lets live and let die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the morning started off with an interesting documentry about the investigation behind the death of Alexander the Great while i was enjoying a healthily unhealthy dose of "char-qway-tiao" Interesting, I found out two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) He was GAY (yes, homosexual)&lt;br /&gt;B) He most likely died from an overdosage of White Hellebore(minute dosage =  medicine, over dosage = poison)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, he died after 8 months his gay partner cum good general. They said because he had suffer a lot of wounds in the campaign against India, he was emotional problems over his loss, and excessive drinking, etc. All this lead to his sickness, which he was over eager to cure because he wanna pwn saudi arabia with his 133t army, so, too much Hellebore = buh bye alexander~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, had to go for my cousin's marriage, register thingy. The wedding's tomorrow but today's the pick bride, serve tea, ceremony. Since my cousin's the bride, I'm actually watching the groom trying to bribe the bridesmaid with ang pao money. Got 20 bucks from it ;p awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition~ Wrote my english composition with a title of "WRITE AN EVENT WHERE YOU GET TO SEE THE OTHER SIDE OF YOUR PARENT!" Well, normally my compositions during tuition revolve around:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Blood and gore/ someone dies&lt;br /&gt;B) Melodramatic to the very extreme end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blood and gore is definetly out, so i wrote, yes, melodramatic. My last part was something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i felt my heart stopped with countless of such memories flashing within my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt as if i was lifted up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so light, glancing back beneath me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was my father, lying beside me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so her comment was, i'm too imaginative for such drama shows that i can pwn korean scriptwriters in being so drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that long tuition, went to Nam's birthday party! Since most of our classmates are in m'sia, he invited me along, and man was his house BIG! He had 4 cute little cloud balls (dogs), locked in his auntie's room running around, playing. So we had dinner. Didn't really ate much since the ONLY PERSON I KNOW BESIDES HIM IS SURYA. Apparently he had most of his church friend's over and practically everyone (cept the maids) were christian, so its a bit awkward =_= But overall, it was fun, his friends were hilarious, and the cake was yummy. So, great party, and Happy Belated Birthday Nam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114209009238308595?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114209009238308595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114209009238308595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114209009238308595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114209009238308595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-really-busy-day.html' title='Well, really busy day~!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114199344671770712</id><published>2006-03-10T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T04:24:06.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird name, bleax, ok, My Meme</title><content type='html'>Sheesh, all these work, oh well, better get started on the Meme. What a weird name =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's Meme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the child whom you spent 9 months carrying in your womb, going through pains to keep me safe&lt;br /&gt;I was also the child that caused you to have such a hard time giving birth, that the doctor had to use a vacuuming device to get m e out&lt;br /&gt;I was the baby that cried all day only to be comforted by your hug and love&lt;br /&gt;I was the child whom you also punish to make sure i'll turn out right&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thankful, for what you have done, had brought me to where I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the restless one who made you lose countless nights of sleep, forcing you out of your bed to take care of me&lt;br /&gt;I was always mischievous, climbing high and low causing rise of high blood pressure for you&lt;br /&gt;I was that careless little glutton, who puts almost everything in my mouth, even toys, which worried you when I choked&lt;br /&gt;But I was also that little angel that made your day when I said my first words,"Ma-ma" which seem to reward all your pains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days flashed by, and no sooner, I've already learnt how to speak and was blabbering all sorts of nonsense non-stop, asking ridiculous questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the innocent little boy who always asked questions about the silliest little things such as," why is the sky so high?"&lt;br /&gt;I was the kid ,who vomitted after having a hard time swallowing my first mouthful of horribly bitter medicine, and caused you so much agony&lt;br /&gt;I was your little "man" who made you proud by running second in interclass sportsday&lt;br /&gt;I pained you much more inside whenever you disciplined me into a better person with the much loathed cane&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, you loved me the same no matter what I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the student without any care for my studies when I reached secondary one&lt;br /&gt;I was always the naughty one disrupting teacher's lessons into a period of blood boil (probably the reason why we changed like 4 or 5 science teachers in secondary one?)&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who thrashed most of you in chess in the later end of the year *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;I was probably the student who regretted the most with such a great year gone&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who watched you from a far, trying to be there for you, but afraid to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now, still the nosey immaturish self I was in secondary one, but I don't regret reaching this class&lt;br /&gt;I am one of the students enthusiastic enough to take on the crazy teacher in tennis who's obviously far more experienced in that area then all of us combined&lt;br /&gt;I am the lamest of all lame/cold/anything-that-makes-your-hair-stands in GM XD&lt;br /&gt;I am crappy as ever&lt;br /&gt;I am, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, done with that crap =_= now lets see who's next&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114199344671770712?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114199344671770712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114199344671770712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114199344671770712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114199344671770712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/weird-name-bleax-ok-my-meme.html' title='Weird name, bleax, ok, My Meme'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114190756734286629</id><published>2006-03-09T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T04:32:47.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inter-classmates captain's ball?</title><content type='html'>O well, since most of the teacher are gone for the secondary 2 subject camps, our PE lesson is, FREE! Yay~! No running~! O well, but mdm sng took us for PE, kinda funny, so we went to the tennis court to play captain's ball. Very fun, i ran alot, so did wen jie (wow he's fast), he teleports from the offensive side and back to the defensive side back and forth, and the funniest part was, victor was gaying with every guy who has the ball -.- damn bloody nusiance. So in order to fight fire with fire, we got ******* and ******* to "seduce" (by that i mean poking) jiun khai who's pretty much defending alot =_= really awesome. Another funny thing, we played till we lost track of the pointing system, wahaha, 133t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a boring day after that, argh miss lam keeps looking at me when giving me the christian talk at the last 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT DAY IS REVELATIONS! BLAH BLAH ! WHERE ALL THE CHRISTIANS (true) WILL RISE TO HEAVEN WITH CHRIST BUT THERE WILL BE SOME THAT WILL BE LEFT IN THE WORLD WHERE SATAN TAKES CONTROL FOR 7 YEARS AS SOME HUGE POLITICAL FIGURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sth like that, argh, then she gave me this reason: Cause i know you're not a christian =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it =_= perhaps i should wear a chain with a cross and go saying," bless you dearest brothers and sisters! We are all children of God! Oh bless his holy name!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrr, thinking of that just got my hair standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, after that, we had umm, mother tongue, where mdm ng bombarded us with MORE homework, a newspaper cutting + reflections and a comprehension topic on the chinese newspaper. Bleax, forgot to bring those back or i'll be done with them &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So social studies followed that, we learnt that the population goes down due mostly due to economic and social changes. Heres the most i could think of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economic:&lt;br /&gt;-Rising standards of living&lt;br /&gt;-Kids are expensive to keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social:&lt;br /&gt;-Increase education &gt; girls get educated &gt; they want to start their own career &gt; less time for their silly romances&lt;br /&gt;-Many people are too focused on building their career rather then settling down with a family&lt;br /&gt;-Women marry later (if they wanted to), so lesser baby bearing years compared to 1960s&lt;br /&gt;-Lack of childcare helpers, parents too busy to look after kids, so rather not have them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, screw SS anyway. Hate it, I'm aiming a B4 for my combined humanities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, finally, we had chemistry! Omg, cow poo, i needa brush up my MOLE, i downright suck at it, grrr, went through the chemical energy worksheet, did terribly. Guess its a wake up call to either DROP CHEMISTRY BEFORE ITS TOO LATE (oops, it already is) or BRUSH UP YOUR DAMN CHEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets look at the homework's list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-English "funny phrase" composition thingy (done)&lt;br /&gt;-Social studies read up on population&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese 7 cloze passages (done)&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese Newspaper cutting write up&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese Newspaper comprehension&lt;br /&gt;-National weather study project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Leadership camp (ponned for escape outing)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Miss Lam's biology classes 8~12, 1~3&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Maths tuition&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Maths tuition&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Physics tuition&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: English tuition + Cal's bday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: -free-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn, looks like i have no time for the National weather study project. Better start now ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114190756734286629?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114190756734286629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114190756734286629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114190756734286629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114190756734286629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/inter-classmates-captains-ball.html' title='inter-classmates captain&apos;s ball?'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114173718895842442</id><published>2006-03-07T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:13:09.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets talk about: Life</title><content type='html'>MacRitchieRun: Waste of my time running, got a badge for 46th position, which i lost it after 2 hours. =l Well, for one thing, i just ran since its my last year here in GM, so instead of doing my usual routine of walking for the past 3 years, i have decided to run. Well, so thats the story. Anyway, unto something greater: Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, we're (not you mdm sng ^^) secondary 4 now, how time flies while you're still a mindless teenage fumbling through life and daily amount of school work. It'll be a flutter of an eyelid when i'm just a lonely 60 year old "ah pei" opening a rusty biscuit tin containing old memories, where i will slowly retreive an ancient, dust blanketed, school magazine, and flip through the pages. As i flip through the pages, tears will roll down my cheeks as the "best years of my life" started playing all over again in my head. Having enough, i will then close the book, sit back on my rocking chair in my messy and depilated 1 room HDB flat, waiting for death to claim my mortal body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's what some of you are going: NO! IM GUNA DRIVE MY MILLION DOLLAR FERRARI AND LAUGH AT YOU FROM MY GIANT SIZE DETACHED HOUSE WITH SWIMMING POOL AND erm..PONIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, compare the two, after 100 years. Mr rich guy becomes a great grandfather where he isn't remembered by society, and so am i. The difference? None or one just had the better taste of life. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some aspects from my view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you become successful and become a corrupted soul? People will remember you for your misdeeds and how cruel you are. Eg, Adolf Hitler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you just become successful? People will forget you in the matter of time. Eg, don't know who, since no one remembers him =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you are an average guy but you lived a full life by doing charity and live to make a better life for the less fortunate? Chances are, you will leave a huge impact to those that you have helped and you have a clear conscious of doing good. Eg, that 105 year old lady long ago i saw doing CIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you are successful and donate millions to the charity making MANY lives better? Well good for you! You're just like mother theresa, and enjoy life! Eg, Bill gates (he's a damn hypocrite anyway, but people recongise him as a good guy for donating, so, gg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a spectrum, you know the orders, yeah. So all this about being successful, why do you want it? Simply: You simply just think success if happiness, that's why you want it. With success, you have money, with money, you can afford all sorts of luxury items. With wealth, comes power which has many uses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while you are all successful in life, lets not forget about those who are less fortunate. Or even better, you desire success for the sake of making the world a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114173718895842442?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114173718895842442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114173718895842442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114173718895842442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114173718895842442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/lets-talk-about-life.html' title='Lets talk about: Life'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114164331362509448</id><published>2006-03-06T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T03:08:35.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh well, lets get done with the homework first ;p</title><content type='html'>Well, its the last week of school, so the teacher have already started their onslaught of homeworks on the powerless students (well we actually retaliate 42x, but they have unlimited time to mark =_=). So I had considered the worse we'll expect from the dragon fly (qing ting: Mrs Ting), she'll give us 2 stacks of testpapers to do and say something like,&lt;br /&gt;"HERE'S YOUR HOLIDAY HOMEWORK! NOW DO IT! I WANT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU TO HAND IN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres our list on the first day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Composition: (done)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Worksheet:(done)&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies, to be handed on wednesday to Name: (done)&lt;br /&gt;English: Doing now ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so lets start, mdm sng made a comment about the walking google, so I'll do my composition on the walking google. So if you're bored expecting the normal crap, please skip this semi-serious composition. Thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: The Walking-Google©&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may appear to be your everyday, average teacher, oftenly dressed in a simple manner with no protruding colours, and your simple short hair to reduce the hassel over lengthy ones.  Sometimes, she wears a pair of grey spectacles of much simplicity for reading. However, things do not oftenly seem as it is, for this teacher, is no ordinary one. No, it is not because she has three arms and four legs, but it is a special character she has, that you will never guess until she opens her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it is not bad breath, please, stop guessing already. Fine, I shall reveal it, it is, her incredible wide variety of general knowledge that stretches far beyond what an average teacher can teach! Unmistakably nicknamed the Walking Google© in the school, for she is able to relate a simple term and respond with answers of thousands of similiarity. She look normal, but what is inside of this shell of deception lies an unique gift. Blessed with such a talent, she is able to become the most versatile teacher in the whole of XYJ secondary school, master of all areas in academic achievements, this teacher will go the extra mile just to input knowledge in her students so they can score well. The wonders this teacher can do, is beyond what words can describe. If she is able to give a lecture on life, I'm sure you can listen to her for ages and attain a higher level of cultivation in general knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she is none other then Miss. L.! An epitome of dilligence in a teacher's few aspect of being considered, "great". Of course, her faith in god also played a huge part in lighting the light of enlightenment into our obscure heads, for she have all the answers in the world processed in her sophisticated brain, except for the supernatural where she will use her famous phrase,"God made it that way." However, sometimes her penchant of wanting to share these marvelous knowledge leads to her downfall from most ungrateful lot students who does not seem to appreaciate her kindness. Ironically, she finds only immense pain in anguish of not being able to distribute these knowledge instead of grieving over the ungratefulness shown on the expressions of her students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each aptness granted by god seems to be replaced by another flaw, that is life, and in this case, there is no exceptions. Why? Nobody knows, because God made it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: DO NOT SHOW THIS COMPOSITION TO HER MDM SNG! NEITHER OF YOU "BAD STUDENTS" TOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114164331362509448?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114164331362509448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114164331362509448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114164331362509448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114164331362509448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-well-lets-get-done-with-homework.html' title='Oh well, lets get done with the homework first ;p'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114154711382648768</id><published>2006-03-05T00:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:25:13.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you must know for tmr's test~(its common sense)</title><content type='html'>Things you must know for tmr's test~(its common sense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that dy/dx for a line: Gradient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotient rule and product rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do dy/dx for line of eqn, then sub x value to get y value of vice versa. (application is a must in maths if not, god bless you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, its Sunday, and we'll have to see LFL's face tommorrow. Ugh, can we PLEASE have the petition already? I think I'm losing my sanity just trying to understand her. Yeah she gives good notes, but she's as good as a tape recorder. All she does is read to us so quickly, then jump around the textbook, THEN scold us for not doing good work. She takes such a long time to mark our assignments, complains we don't hand them in early, and when we do correction, she don't bother to mark it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lets get to something optimistic in case I'll drag everyone down with the facts of life. So, today, I'm gonna give tips on how to live a better life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Look into the mirror, lie to yourself on how great you are, everytime you look at the mirror, you praise yourself. The human mind cannot tell whats reality, whats hallucination, so by lying to yourself constantly, you'll think that your good as well. Theoretically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Think two sides of the situation. Well, if you're having a bad day, here's a tip, just think, THERE WILL BE A BETTER DAY TOMMORROW, AND WHAT I SUFFER WILL BE PAID BACK SINCE LIFE IS "fair". Its like this chinese proverb, something like sai weng shi ma.&lt;br /&gt;Heres the story summarize in a super short manner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man, lose horse, bad right? He say," No, its good!" Some days later the horse come back with another horse. Good right? He say,"No, its bad!" Some days later his son fell and broke his arm when he's trying to ride the new horse. Bad right? He say,"No, its good!" So after that, a war broke out, and all the young and abled body men are to go to war. Since his son had his arm broken, so no need to go. So, all's well, ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do good deeds! By helping others (especially old, tired teachers), you accumulate good deeds, you feel good, and it helps character building. Not only that, you may stand a chance to get your EPA to go to some country for the school! (Tobie and Wayne exempted since its 99.99% that they'll go for being the Head/Vice-head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats 3, feel free to add more. I'll be off doing "good deeds" by copying what adam khoo does to my little cousins when they come over ;p Have fun people! Spread the motivation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114154711382648768?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114154711382648768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114154711382648768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114154711382648768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114154711382648768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/things-you-must-know-for-tmrs-testits.html' title='Things you must know for tmr&apos;s test~(its common sense)'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114148051463249660</id><published>2006-03-04T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T05:55:14.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I am gifted, so are you" -Conclusion</title><content type='html'>It is a total waste of time! Except the part for the future planning and motivation talks. Other then that, I find this a waste of time for a good 3 days. Why? Well, frankly speaking, he DID wow us with the "memorize 30 words in short time" thing, but lets ask ourselves this," Is this practical?"&lt;br /&gt;Well, if your bored, yeah maybe it is, but seriously, we aren't given a set of words to put down for exams -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next point, 8 principles of memory, yeah, he's right about the parts to make your mind remember it easy, but, can we even make those complex pictures in the first place? Ok, just for a simple fact, VIRUS-4 Characteristics = super complicated diagram. For a subject such as biology, a mere virus part consist of this complex picture which takes more then 10minutes to think and draw. Imagine if just FOUR(its considered miserably little) for each chapter, 20 chapters we have to learn, we'll have only EIGHTY pictures to remember and run in our heads! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets consider the Pros and Cons:&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;You remember it well&lt;br /&gt;You can get the whole detail&lt;br /&gt;It's funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;You're no better then a voice recorder, you just study without understanding defeating teh whole purpose of studying (quote:miss lam)&lt;br /&gt;Picture diagrams will be far too complicated if you are to draw DNA diagrams&lt;br /&gt;Takes too long to remember and play out mentally&lt;br /&gt;Adam's "retarded(acted)" face keeps appearing whenever I think of doing so&lt;br /&gt;Society in future focuses more on APPLICATION, so you phail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its rather useful, but we only learn the basics of the basics, so its crap without practise. To add, DO IT FOR COMPRE! I REALLY WISH TO SEE ANYONE TRY TO BEAT ME IN WORKING SPEED! *finishes whole paper in 20 minutes*&lt;br /&gt;Note: DO NOT copy what I do, the reason why I'm faster then most of you in terms of writing paper is because I don't study much and work out diagrams logically. Frankly I DON'T memorize anything at all, that what makes me a lame student. I went by 60% understanding. Because if you work with your own logic, your facts will surface like common sense and you can have the ability to write fast like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation talk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i give two thumbs up for this. If what he says is true, then we all can be saved. I think i believe it, i can actually get rid of my fever in a day because i believe that covering myself with a blanket really works (or it REALLY works). I came up with the concept that when i sweat, i lose heat, lose heat = fever goes down, that means my fever will be gone and i can resume my daily life in a day! And yes, I've never been sick(flu, cough, fever, stomach flu etc) for more then a day in my life (except for diarhoea or some not-your-daily life illness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Planning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, another useful one, since day one in secondary four, I've always wanted to plan for my future but I ALWAYS procrastinate. Well, since adam khoo gave me a chance to do it, I gave it my all =D and I've planned my future till the day I'm halfway in work (30), and I've came up with a study schedule till the end of march!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull your friends along:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, I will, so each day, I'll dedicate 1 hour of my online time to help summarize what the teachers taught today (except maths and chinese) in the funniest way possible (THINK PRINCIPLES OF MEMORY!). Please do not blame my pathetic attempt to try to teach an artist how to paint or an artiste how to act/sing/dance/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonding with parents thingy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL haven't gave my letter, I'd figure that I'll keep it in a shoebox(thanks amin!) till my o levels end and i give it to them. If i don't, that means i'll score &gt;10 for o levels and this empty cheque of mine will bounce immediately which is better off not seeing daylight X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: To all those brave souls who went up, cried their hearts out for the love of their parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all very brave to do that, but I hate the fact that 9/10 ppl are girls. Only Eldon is brave enough to go out there and i commend his bravery *clap clap clap* HE SCARED THE DAYLIGHTS OUT OF ME WHEN HE SAID SOMETHING LIKE,"THE TRAINERS SAID THAT WHEN MY MOTHER WENT TO THE GYNA...*uni: OMFG! HE'S NOT GUNA SAY HIS MUM HAD THE FEELING OF BEING RAPED IS HE?!* (thats exactly what amin said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway, of all people, i think evonnie's mum wins noble-est mum award. She supported her family singlehandedly, and with the information i get from talking to her before, i can tell evonnie really loves her mum and she's(her mum) a great woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i concluded most of the things that we've learnt during adam khoo, Q&amp;amp;A will follow up in the comments since mdm sng's been dying to know what happened. (Bring it on mdm sng! I know you have plenty of questions &gt;=D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114148051463249660?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114148051463249660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114148051463249660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114148051463249660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114148051463249660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-gifted-so-are-you-conclusion.html' title='&quot;I am gifted, so are you&quot; -Conclusion'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114112766822300395</id><published>2006-02-28T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T03:54:28.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAGNAROK EPISODE-2! NOW IN JAPANESE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/lighthalzen_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/lighthalzen_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/lighthalzen_02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/lighthalzen_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/lighthalzen_03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/lighthalzen_03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/lighthalzen_04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/lighthalzen_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/lighthalzen_05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/lighthalzen_05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/1600/lighthalzen_06.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5071/1843/320/lighthalzen_06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! RO-2 IS ALREADY OUT! (japan) AHHH!!! And my brother already downloaded in unto his computer! Now he's just gloating over my miseries for being 16 and having my o levels this year...Grrr, bloody cunning *toot*, oh well, its his graduating year in uni anyway, i DOUBT he can play either, so we both suffer! Well, better not stir away from what a blog is originally suppose to do. Now back to the things I'm suppose to do, talk about current affairs in the school and crap. Alright, so the next few day's gonna be ADAM KHOO'S SELF DELUSIONAL AND BRAINWASHING WORKSHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we actually HAD this workshop, mdm sng actually said something like, our seniors last year who had the workshop cried! YES! CRIED AS IN SALTY TEARS FLOWS OUT OF THE TEAR DUCT! She says its probably some talk, but I'd like to think its losing 50 bucks on such a useless workshop on the last day. At first, they were filled with confidence with something like," YES! WITH THIS MOTIVATION I AM BOUND TO SUCCEED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to realise on the last day that:" OMG NOOOOO! T_T I WAS HOPING THIS WILL HELP  ME! WHYYYY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least thats the ONLY REASON I can think of. Well, if they can make victor cry, I'll reward them with a cookie no matter what method they use ( YES! THAT APPLIES FOR MAKING *COUGH COUGH* BREAK HIS HEART*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, stocked up on my chips already, garunteed that the auntie at the GREEN LEAFY CAFE is gonna be busy trying to sell her fries to the pack of hungry kids who are dumb enough to buy it for a dollar (that includes me!) Oh well, I'd think I'll go file my stuff before it explodes, buh bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114112766822300395?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114112766822300395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114112766822300395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114112766822300395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114112766822300395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/ragnarok-episode-2-now-in-japanese.html' title='RAGNAROK EPISODE-2! NOW IN JAPANESE!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114103843359294075</id><published>2006-02-27T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T03:07:14.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jin Quan's scandal ;p (okaay, I really ran out of stuff to talk about)</title><content type='html'>Okay, lets talk about what the other blogs are all talking about. That Tammy girl mr *Apple is talking about. *name is changed due to privacy* So, we're talking about it in class with mdm sng after our discussive composition writing. Then along came mr circle. Mr apple is like your average hardworking boy, with the knowledge of science, he is deemed as a geek from my point of view. Besides irritating all of us with his E=mc^2 things, he has plenty of stuff to talk about such as err, err, north korea claiming to have nukes aiming at every south east asian countries, more science stuff, and of course tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let me rant on how did mr Apple screw himself over and over AND OVER again with this tammy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I started the ball rolling by: MR APPLE TRIED TO LOOK FOR IT ON A WEBSITE! THE TECHNORATI WHATSOEVER WEBBY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Apple: NO I WAS NOT! I MEAN I WAS! I MEAN I JUST WANTED TO CHECK THE SOURCE OF THE VIDEO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class: ROFLMAO-WNED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Apple: NO NO NO! YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG! I JUST WANT TO SEE IF ITS REAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: you mean WATCH it ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class: ROFLMAO-WNED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Apple: IF I EVER FOUND IT TO BE REAL! I WILL TERMINATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm sng: How'd you terminate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: he watch finish then terminate to destroy evidence lor~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class: ROFLMAO-WNED *can't hear his explanation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Apple: Starts rambling on details such as, THE SEQUEL IS COMING OUT!, THERE ARE 4 PARTS TO THIS EXPLICT! I WANNA GO MALAYSIA BUY THEIR DVDs OF HER! I TRIED TO LOOK FOR HER PICTURE/VIDEO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note the above MAY have been exaggerated, but, for your viewing pleasures, you can choose to ignore this little note*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So anyway, had lotsa fun watching him own himself with every phrase, girls watch out, for mr apple is a dangerous criminal running rampant in our class! Especially protecting a particularly important sandwich from my rubiks cube! (okaay, maybe he just needs some love from a particular fruit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lets go on to the point Tammy. She is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Really daring&lt;br /&gt;b) Really stupid&lt;br /&gt;c) or a mixture of both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, from my view, I don't think its really her fault to gain such notoreity. Ok, lets face it, we ALL have our dark secrets, and perhaps that sex video thingy of her's, is one of it. This is the same case of someone who had his/her dark secret exposed to the world. And what? YOU human beings who think you are ever so pure and all sunshine and rainbows say: SHE'S IMMORAL! SHE'S FILTHY! SHE DESERVES TO BE PUT IN A PIG CAGE AND DROWNED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just as wrong as the person who released the video. Why do I say that? All of us have our dark secrets, having that secret leaked is bad enough, let alone have the whole world condemn you for it. So don't tell me every single one of you never did something crazy in your teenage years? I did mine (crash my bike into someone's car in a stupid stunt), what about you? The harshness of your so called crazy stunt differs from one another and Tammy chose it in a, err, "artistic" way. Well, one cannot deny the fact that she's stupid to leave it in the phone or to film it in the first place, but your just doing the same wrong to her if you ever point and stare at her in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to express such hate, do it on the guy/girl who circulated the video. NOW, HE/SHE WANTED THIS TO HAPPEN! DROWN HIM/HER INTO THE PIG CAGE INSTEAD! WHAT KIND OF INHUMAN ACT IS THIS?! CRUSHING SOMEONE'S FUTURE BEFORE IT EVEN BEGUN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, did i mention how useless our police is? Circulating of such obscene videos is already an offense, let alone destroying a particular teen's social life, TAKE SOME ACTION FOR PETE SAKE! The trails getting cold and you net "detectives" still won't take action? Frankly this sorta things happening, you jump into the yellow river also cannot clean ar! (chinese proverb: Tiao jing huang he ye xi bu qing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114103843359294075?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114103843359294075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114103843359294075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114103843359294075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114103843359294075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/jin-quans-scandal-p-okaay-i-really-ran.html' title='Jin Quan&apos;s scandal ;p (okaay, I really ran out of stuff to talk about)'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114096088325831566</id><published>2006-02-26T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T05:34:43.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the following equation be in value of scam: Aerospace &gt; Acjc fun fair</title><content type='html'>So, if you think acjc fun fair was a scam, let me introduce a BIGGER one, the AEROSPACE convention in singapore, that has generated over millions (definetly) in singapore. Firstly, if you arrive from changi mrt like me, there is a shuttle bus to where the convention is. The fare? $2! I should predicted that the SMRT will somehow benefit from this, so I just paid, reluctantly. Arrived at around 2 plus, so the air display's pretty much over. Besides fighting over swarms of greasy fan boys, inconsiderate people walking past while I'm trying to snap photos, and finally, the irritating people who are hogging the front not letting us take a look at the displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the entry fees for me is 21 bucks, talk about a hole in my pocket, even escape is more entertaining then this. I see countless of stupid displays of airlines, a handful of ACTUAL aircrafts on display, inert missles (which means they are just models)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after having enough of the crowded display under the hot sun, I decide to get some makan. Not being the sensible self I originally is under extreme hunger, I just stopped over at the nearest makan area, which sold food at a high price and I am to eat under the humid tent with little tables dotted all over the small platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prices, were, ridiculous, 3 dollars for a small smoothie, but they had okonomiyaki though, so I bought that. Was like 2.50 or 3.50 if i can remember, was busy wiping sweat of my forehead while eating. Worse lunch I ever had. Walked around some more after that, then I saw much better makan areas. With aircon and stuff, argh, stupid me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way out, they were giving freebies, then I'm like , oh heck, I paid 21 bucks for this, must as well. I opened the gift and guess what? I got a laser pointer cum torch, not bad haha. Nothing interesting after that, so I'll end my blog here, nites all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114096088325831566?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114096088325831566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114096088325831566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114096088325831566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114096088325831566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-following-equation-be-in-value-of.html' title='Let the following equation be in value of scam: Aerospace &gt; Acjc fun fair'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114078482464559610</id><published>2006-02-24T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T04:40:24.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES! THE LONG AWAITED WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>YES! FINALLY! MUHAHAHAHA! THE WEEKEND ISH HERE! Woohoo! *throws hw in the air*&lt;br /&gt;O wait, i finished em all kekekeke. So anyway, played tennis again, really awesome game, frustrations vent: 100%, imagine someone you hate as the ball, WHACK! Wah, damn shuang sia ;p&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had this stupid MOE survey. Aww shucks, i was hoping they had something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Express your view at the current programns set up by our noble MOE head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer: _@($*(!)!$@ YOUR _)@$&amp;*!_*@$ HEAD LA! KAOZ! GET A _)@(&amp;amp;!_(%$ INDIAN TO TELL US HOW TO STUDY CHINESE! TMD! IF I BECOME MOE HEAD ONE DAY I MAKE SURE I MAKE YOUR PAPER HARDER X 6 X 10^23~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they DID have an interesting question:&lt;br /&gt;How to improve your standards of English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thoughts: if we knew that we wouldn't be struggling would we genius?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer: Stop giving us such surveys and wasting our time. Even if we commented, you would not take any of our ideas into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;Example: Qns asking on how to improve english:&lt;br /&gt;Study english for 2 weeks in an English speaking country. Something like that's never gonna happen because, our government can't afford it, neither will Mr Lim allow *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, going escape tommorw~ wootx ;p I think, at least victor they all still planning. Better go sia, if not I go alone liao Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start playing my computer games, ;p so i'll cut the long bull short and end here, bb~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114078482464559610?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114078482464559610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114078482464559610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114078482464559610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114078482464559610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/yes-long-awaited-weekend.html' title='YES! THE LONG AWAITED WEEKEND!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114070383331059368</id><published>2006-02-23T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T06:10:33.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis ish fun!</title><content type='html'>Yay, its a thursday, and no longer after that, its the weekends! Now everyone clap! *clap clap clap* time sure flies when your suffering in a money hungry school doesn't it? Once again, we have more urges to get donations for the school, we are now bombarded with advertisements of forced or brainwashed students doing this over the PA system of GMSS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey *insert name*, how's your chinese new year?&lt;br /&gt;*crap crap more crap elaboration on crap*&lt;br /&gt;YES! STRIKE WHEN THE IRON IS STILL HOT WHEN VISITING YOUR RELATIVES&lt;br /&gt;(note this part of the sentence was made especially clear from the student's half dead voices)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this propoganda is followed by Miss Lim's announcement which sounded pretty much like:&lt;br /&gt;LIGHTEN THE STUDENT'S POCKETS FOR THEY ARE NOT TRUSTWORTHY IN KEEPING OUR HOLY FUNDS FOR THE NOBEL PROJECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mdm shariffa didn't come today (probably having the phobia of climbing stairs since she was crying for her dear life when absailing in sec 3 camp), PE was a bore, ran 5 rounds outside, life's ever so cruel, *shrugs* all this running when we find ourselves dying in a few shots from a rifle. No one says life's fair anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had reccess then biology. Man was bio fun! Take a look at my excercise book! We've learnt the many word forms of "lost","loss","lose" whatsoever! Nothing less to be expected from our A*Star versatile teacher! *clap clap clap* Lets look at her wise sayings!&lt;br /&gt;: DON"T ASK ME FOR EXAM DATES WHEN YOU HAVEN'T EVEN STUDIED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PENNY WISE, POUND FOOLISH!- Meaning something like you spend 10 bucks just to save 10 cents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A stitch in time saves NINE! *rattling at joanne for sleeping*  SO YOU SHOULD SLEEP MORE, THEN YOU CAN LISTEN IN CLASS! THEN YOU GO HOME, REVISE A BIT AND YOU'RE SET! NOW YOU SEE HOW BRILLIANT THAT IS?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm sure I've learnt alot, and despite her efforts to enlightening us with other brilliant facts of life ,from SOMEBODY's feedback, she still teaches us a lot of interesting thingsl. I give the most enthu-to-teach teacher of the year award to her! *clap clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, I think what other teachers have won too!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Sng: Most interactive teacher award (with all the blog stuff and tennis stuff, yeap, we sure had a lot of fun =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Ng: The most caring/daring/reckless teacher. Seriously, she still does all that stuff to cheer us up even IF we don't appreciate it despite her leg problems. She's also saying something like, if she can't teach us well, she'll retire. From the depths of her heart no matter how fierce she seems to be, she's always caring for us, so 3 cheers for this devoted teacher =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Shariffa: Biggest-eye-bulge-stare-when-you-do-something-wrong-award! (the award speaks for itself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee Fang Lan: Duh, fussiest~! I'm still not over the "YOUR PAPER HAS A TEAR, SO I SHAN'T MARK IT" thing ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ting: Youngest look for age award, she claims to be 60 (on total defense day), but she doesn't look like it. Omg, did she lie?! *this comment is juicy with sacarsm =D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all for our teachers, hope they do something more interesting and win more awards eh? Kekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking off tennis, wow wassit fun today. Victor says I'm left handed so that means i naturally suck at tennis (quote: left hander's ball have no control), don't know, don't care. I'm gonna train my tennis anyway. Its WAY more fun then badminton, because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) you don't have to wait for the wind to stop&lt;br /&gt;b) the balls you smash do a bloody hell-lotta dmg&lt;br /&gt;c)Tennis balls definitely have a longer shelf life then shuttlecocks. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope i get to play tommorow ;p getting late, and OMFGBBQHAX! I HAVEN;T STUDIED FOR CHEM YET! *panics*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114070383331059368?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114070383331059368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114070383331059368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114070383331059368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114070383331059368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/tennis-ish-fun.html' title='Tennis ish fun!'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114060914111635178</id><published>2006-02-22T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T03:52:27.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird recipes~(yay im back~)</title><content type='html'>The depression's over (yeah, mine always last for 24 hours max), I'm back the the crazy crapping self! SUFFER MORTALS(esp those in the class having to listen to my crap)! MUHAHAHAHA! Anyway, yl's telling me about adding white coffee to milo or vice versa, you get, umm, uhh, a really nice drink! So yeah, she passed me a packet of white coffee today and I mixed milo powder and white coffee powder followed by a cup ful of water. *Stirs* *smells* *slurrp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaction: !!!! ITS !! OMG ITS!! Just normal la =_= kaoz, I thought I would have wings or something =l, ahh I know! *adds red bull and drinks* Nope, didn't, damn commercialism and all that propagand-ish crap! Rawrr! (^^\(@@/^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lets have a Recipe of Tasty stuff shall we? I'll start the ball rolling =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaker Fries?:&lt;br /&gt;Fried French fries with mamee(that blue monster tidbit dried noodle thingy) powder, mix well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milopi (milo + kopi) : White coffee with milo, if you get a stomach ache, blame yl not me thanks =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasabi-mayo: Mixing little wasabi on mayonise, wasabi's taste light and refreshing on the mayo, so those wimps out there who's afraid of crying can try it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea-coffee (yin yang): A drink in hong kong I think, mixing coffee and tea together you get Ying-Yang, don't ask me about the name, I didn't give it =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to add on to this short list i have =D&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, anyway, sorry wen jie, very very sorry. I didn't know you can't eat beef. Sorry &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Situation (reccess):&lt;br /&gt;*uni munches on a corn beef sandwich*&lt;br /&gt;*offers wen jie a bite*&lt;br /&gt;Wen Jie: ok *takes part of the sandwich and starts nibbling*&lt;br /&gt;Wen Jie: Aye, why no taste de?&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Take bigger bites =_= the taste's kinda light&lt;br /&gt;Wen Jie: *puts whole piece in the mouth and starts chomping&lt;br /&gt;Uni: @_@&lt;br /&gt;Wen Jie: Why taste so weird de?&lt;br /&gt;Uni: Err? It's just corned beef.. =_=&lt;br /&gt;Wen Jie: BEEF?!!?!!?!?!?!!?!??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Uni: o_O (He's a buddhist and a devotee to Guan Yin, meaning he can't take beef)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I think this abstain from certain food thing is kinda silly. I mean, you only live once, why give up all the yummies? Especially us chinese, our race is known for eating almost (tian shang fei de, di shang pa de, shui li you de) anything that flies in the sky, anything that crawls on the ground, anything that swims in the water. Too bad zul can never discover how tasty pork is =l And its just a PERSONAL OPINION, I am NOT OBJECTING greatly about this, so those internet prowlers wishing that someone can make one error and be a blabbermouth can just remain in your @($&amp;amp;!($_ sit and sulk, its we social-DEMOCRATIC (freedom to blab)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we had 3 maths lessons or free period today. Really awesome I tell you, we're just sitting around slacking =D Adam Khoo's next week from wednesday to friday, aww shucks, I can already predict miss lam saying this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I AM DOING THIS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD! YOU WILL MISS 3 LESSONS NEXT WEEK! I DON'T CARE! YOU MUST STAY BACK! DO YOU THINK I WANT TO STAY BACK TOO? I CAN JUST RELAX IN MY STAFFROOM AND RELAX AND READ THE PAPERS! BUT NO! I WILL HELP YOU PEOPLE TO PASS YOUR O LVLS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she scores a Cum-lao-day (dono how you spell it but it means distinction in some language in SMU) for effort, thought, etc, so can you blame her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawwd, maybe we're having 2 tests tommorow, one physics on magnetism (easy =D) and another on SS (OMG NO! NOOOOOO!!!). I'm planning to boycott studying either since once's too easy and the other's too pointless. So, mugging on other subs it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this off, I'll quote some quotable quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't pigeon-hole English teachers into Shakespeare-spouting, dictionary-touting airy-fairy bimbos - mdm sng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni men zhe sia gao ji hua wen de ren ke zhen gou ji jing ji jiao!- translates to, "you higher chinese students are so calculative"- mdm ng wanted them to distribute papers for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OI,LEE FANG LAN! - our eminent DK when he tried to get lfl to get more papers for the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******** lower sec kids, ****** them la, kick the ****** ball into the ******* tennis court&lt;br /&gt;-Jun Quan playing tennis today when a bunch of lower sec kids came intruding into the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME FOR OPERATION SQUISH JIN QUAN'S SANDWICH WITH A RUBIKS CUBE! *snatches sandwich and cube and runs* - me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because god made it that way...- Adapted from, The wise sayings of Miss Lam when she has no answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for know, stay tuned for our quotable quotes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114060914111635178?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114060914111635178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114060914111635178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114060914111635178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114060914111635178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/weird-recipesyay-im-back.html' title='Weird recipes~(yay im back~)'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114051997355095207</id><published>2006-02-21T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T03:07:25.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>titleless...</title><content type='html'>Depression just overcame me...don't know why, don't want to know... Feeling lethargic the whole day, the guys around my area also found me abnormally quiet today...Life's meaningless anyway, just looking at the days ahead just craps me out. Piles and piles of homeowork towers over us and handed back to us unmarked/self marked/ or even handed in so late. Miss lam's really annoying today, Zzz, knowing that we have work to do with the maths teacher, she actually extended the lesson to 3 periods leaving us 1 period to do around 6+ loci sums. Like wth, now we have extra homework, this is downright unfair. LFL's no better, we hand in her demanding homework and NEVER received a decently marked one. The only difference on the essay is either criticism or just one pathetic tick to decorate the paper. She gives tight deadlines, leaves herself plenty of time to mark. Frankly I'm losing myself, I don't see where I'm going at all, my head's a blank screen when they teach, I can't absorb. Why must the education system be so tight? Day by day, remedials follow one after another, less time to do homework they still give somemore...Whats more after mid year the remedial sessions are gonna be extended to 4 pm. To hell with remedials, the smart doesn't need to really study, neither does it help the mediocore much. Don't know about others, but I'm dead tired after remedials and after the tuitions after the remedials. Headstart tests were nothing but LIES, LIES and more LIES. They don't make a difference, even if you score an A you still go for remedial, even if i studied for biology headstart, they took my final examination results and put me in the 2nd science class for remedials. Its so inconvenient, everytime I need something i realise i left it in my own classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say we must be thankful for what we have, running electricity, running water, convenience of urban life? But didn't we exchanged all these with our childhood. A childhood I barely experienced. With all the science formulas, maths formula and memory work we have to do as students, I can't remember my past, what I did, what I used to do when I was a kid ignorant about the stresses of daily life. In fact, I think part of myself just died. Died and replaced by all these "useful" knowledge that we barely get to use in real life. If we live to survive and to suffer more, why live? Shouldn't one live life to the fullest? To his/her own? Wrong, how can one do that? It's just not logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just mentally weak, breaking down and succumbing to pressure. Depression, maybe thats what gotten into me. Or issit the reality hitting on my materialistic side?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114051997355095207?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114051997355095207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114051997355095207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114051997355095207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114051997355095207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/titleless.html' title='titleless...'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114042709445535664</id><published>2006-02-20T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T01:18:14.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues =_=ll</title><content type='html'>Ahh, the first day of the week, a.k.a monday blues. Haiz, wished there was a 4 day work week, that makes monday a holiday~ wootx. Yeah yeah, make me run for president/prime minister and i will sooo do that. I DECLARE A 4 DAY WORK WEEK! Monday's volunteery like saturday =D or CIP day, that'll rock, free labour for the school to manipulate. Hey, maybe even have $1 per hour and contribute it to our medifund! Was pretty funny today anyway, so many teachers never come because of secondary 3 camp. Too bad i can't go and help, I JUST LOVE TO SABOH SEC3s MUAHAHAHA! Little suckers, going to changi beach, its haunted kiddos, the evil japs came over and killed our soldiers there. So if your walking on the beach with a particular special someone THINKING of a romantic early sunrise, you phail =D chances are, you'll most probably end up screaming back giving your partner this impression," Man, you really suck." Unless your a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo anyway, its time for the summary of the day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: LFL only have insurance to cover her till 60 years old! Lol, suckered XD She admitted that she regretted signing that insurance, like who the hell contracts terminal illnesses at 30~60, little =_= unless you smoke alot of pot eh? Anyone wanna give LFL a nice push down the staircase so she wouldn't regret? *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: NO I DO NOT WANT HER DEAD! SO IF SOMEONE PUSHES HER TOMMORROW I SHALT NOT BE HELD RESPONSIBLE! ALL BLOG READERS ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR OWN ACTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emaths: Yay~ slaccck, mrs ting went for sec3 camp~ ahh so nostalgic, I can imagine waking up on intervals of 3600 seconds on the (#&amp;()!$&amp;amp; HARD flooring while the girls get their electric fans and soft bed. Mrs theseira (how ever you spell her name) caught me and justin eating in class -.- argh, i mean whats her problem la, not like we're REALLy eating. The chips just came to us and it was reccess. She was a half dismissing us, I just popped one in casually and she scold us =_=  Well, I admit that it was WRONG of us to eat in class, but hey, can't they be abit flexible? If even LFL permits us to get some munchies during remedials, what harm is there during reccess? Don't tell me she NEVER ate in class (hmm probably she didn't cause she's too poor to during her days of schooling) she would anyway =_= almost everyone does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Titration ish fun~! Did the same things, clean this, clean that, pour this, pour that, drip this, shake that, colour change and HEY PRESTO, the colour changes! (or fades)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: Free periods! Wonder whats wrong with mdm sng o_O probably having fun watching little secondary 3 kids suffer. I don't understand, what do the teachers go sec3 camp for, all i see them do is watch us suffer, order macdonalds or currypuff watching us do absails or rock climbs. Its the PE teachers and capt'ns doing all the work IMO, I didn't see mrs lim do anything. Oh well, poor sec3s don't get to eat the leftover curry mr lim cooked last year muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: wow, we had a sub teacher and he's great! Mr kevin tay i think. Argh, forgot his name =_= he's definetly 100 times more entertaining then mdm shariffa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: SO YOU SEE AR! THE UNLIKE CHARGES WILL BE LIKE A COUPLE WHO HAVEN'T SEE EACH OTHER FOR A LONG TIME! SO THEY CHIOONGG ARR! SO ATTRACT LOR&lt;br /&gt;THEN HOR, YOU SEE LIKE CHARGES? OF COURSE SIAAAM LA! SO REPEL! (was wondering why he didn't say if a gay charges at you what do you do, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths remedial: Mr HA took over, fun~ just did some worksheets and handed in, boring, but yeah, relaxing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114042709445535664?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114042709445535664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114042709445535664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114042709445535664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114042709445535664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/monday-blues-ll.html' title='Monday Blues =_=ll'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114032181779977488</id><published>2006-02-18T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T20:03:37.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn, pre-monday blues -.-ll</title><content type='html'>See what I mean? Friday was just here! Now its sunday! Grr, time seems to be accelerating at the same rate as gravity freefall, similarity? It stops at particular optimum, in human terms, DEATH!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, not really looking forward to next week cause the day starts with a SOCIAL STUDIES TEST!( my ss is super sucky haha =*) Anyway, tonight's gonna go katong there to some special grill restaurant. Supposedly heat up some rocks till you can make Indian fire walkers go," OWOW HOT HOT!" then skewer your meat on it. Last time we went was at clarke quay, japanese grill restaurant. *drools* shitake shrooms &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta hand in report 0.81 to mrs loh for the NATIONAL WEATHER STUDY PROJECT , acronymed(did i spell it right?) NWSP, No Way Senoko's Paying (for information that students give). They needed some data, too lazy to hire proffessionals, so exploit the labour much cheaper then bangladesh workers, STUDENTS(us) or even INTERNS(future us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling crapped up and ranting around cursing and swearing. Why must I do all the work =.= Heres a review of everything the task they were SUPPOSED to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Find data from several places w/e for the main skeleton (done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne: Summarize data, cut down words, prevent the stupid copyright law from throwing us in jail (done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin: Take pictures of dipiliated, neglected buildings to put in our report saying the BIIG BAAD humidity is responsible for hurting our poor innocent buildings which keep us warm and happy (done..sorta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiun Khai: -nth assigned cause he has chicken pox during december-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobie: Input pictures to the report (done) AND GIVE ME A @!()&amp;amp;!@%()!%( ESSAY ON HOW/WHY IS IT LIKE THAT! MAAN ISSIT SO HARD TO DO SO?! WHY WHY WHY AREEE YOUUU SOOO IRRESSSPONSIIIBLLEEEEEE! WHYYY! AND EVERYTIME ITS MEEEEE WHO GETS SCOLDED BY MRS LOHHHH! WHEREEES YOURRR TEAMMMMWORRRKK!! CAN MAAPLEEEE CANT DOOO WORRRKKK ISSITTTT?!!!?!!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaay, that was abit exasperated, but yeah. gets the message across. Ranted at him in class, no effect, he gives me the," IM A HEAD PREFECT! I HAVE MANY THINGS TO DO!" look. I mean come on, he's the leader, he's not taking a role of one. Everything I coordinate since I'm super free on december. But hey, I'm not even supposed to be doing that at all. Plan meetings, plan stuff etc, all must I do. -.- i mean like wtf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs loh: TAKE INITIATIVE! SHOW YOUR TEAMWORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (thoughts): WHY MUST I BE THE ONE WHO TAKES THE INITIATIVE! WHY CAN'T EVERYONE TAKE INITIATIVE?! JUST CAUSE I TAKE INITIATIVE DOES THAT MAKE ME A CRIMINAL AND THE BLAME FACTOR? Oh, so its, UNI TOOK THE INITIATIVE! ANYTHING SCREWS UP BLAME HIM! BLAME HIM! HE TAKE INITIATIVE MEANS HE SUPERMAN CAN DO EVERYTHING! YA ! YA! WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING MEANS WE'RE INNOCENT! YA! YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes mrs loh, you are right. We DON'T have teamwork, no one's motivated to work, only me. I'm free, they're busy trying to score A1s for O lvls and cry for joy when they get the certificate. Great, tobie wants me to be the leader? I shalt command thee to work, but does it make a difference whose the leader? Can a brilliant strategist win a war without an army fighting for him? Answer: No. This is not a case of poor leadership(not morally). This is like me playing chess with ONE pawn (me) against an army of hordes and thousands. Not even steven hawkings can win that kinda battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's words woke me up yesterday. I asked to borrow a disc so I can input data and give it to mrs loh, I get the usual 15minutes lecture. Well, he's right. For all the damn projects that i did, 80% of the time I'm the one asking disc and information storing things. Yes, its my fault originally to say that I have the disc to store the information, but I'd like to (for once) have someone say sth like,"I have a disc to store the information". Take INITIATIVE dammit, theres no I in team, there MAY be a ME, but its only 1/2 of that damn team. What good does it do. Like the glider project I once did. There was definetly teamwork and alot of help from the DNT teachers. Even though we lost (and miserably), we had fun at the whole thing and still laugh about today since we sorta did our best and had hours down the drain. But if we were to sloggishly finish the damn glider, watch it crash, we'll most probably be blaming each other with something like, YOU SHOULD HAVE SCREWED THE WINGS PROPERLY! YOU SHOULD HAVE DO THIS! YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE THAT! OR be so heck care that you never wanna do something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm just glad to say that at least wayne's helping. He did his work dilligently, he's offered to let me borrow his thumbdrive to upload to mrs loh's lappy our latest report and even though he has sec 3 camp to go for, he's still lending it to me for 3 days. Shimin tried (i think), no disc/diskette/w/e. So for all the people reading my blog and doing projects whatsoever, please, spare a thought for the WHOLE group and not push everything to one guy. Thanks. Now i have to go do LFL's work -.- most probably gonna have the the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIDY! PATHETIC! WEAK! NOT-WORTHY FOR MY RED PEN TO STAIN! (oops too late)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114032181779977488?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114032181779977488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114032181779977488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114032181779977488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114032181779977488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/damn-pre-monday-blues-ll.html' title='Damn, pre-monday blues -.-ll'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114026610450928547</id><published>2006-02-18T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T04:35:04.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acjc Funfair- We scam your money! =D</title><content type='html'>Well, the escape trip's cancelled because some of the classmates complaining about having 5 head start tests next week. Actually, its just 3 isn't it? Theres still maths next week? o_O&lt;br /&gt;anyway, quarrelled with "her" abit yesterday, kinda sad though, then finally after dilly dallying for so damn long, decided to go to acjc fun fair with mj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke at around 10 plus (wow thats really late) then bathed then go buono vista area waiting for her =_= Seriously STUPID of me to wear a polyester collar shirt (I have tuition on that day so I wanted to go tuition after the stupid trip), so bloody warm, felt like some poor alive turkey baked in a oven for thanksgiving &gt;.&lt; Was carrying a rose for her, kinda looked ridiculous with people staring and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I thought they thought," lol stupid lil brat now then give rose, I hope lightning strikes him harharhar!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts were,"Gawwd, stop staring, so what if I'm kinda late for valentines =_= STOP STARING AT ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or wassit that I'm wearing something like that in the hot summer afternoon? =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the funfair, we ALL know that funfairs rip people's money but ACJC IS DOWNRIGHT RIDICULOUS! I mean, wth, look at the following menu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Rogers (fake) :&lt;br /&gt;1/4 chicken $12&lt;br /&gt;1/2 chicken $24&lt;br /&gt;Whole Chicken $48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I think its something like that, who the hell reads on after seeing 1/4 for $12!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fillet selling shop:&lt;br /&gt;*striked out $3* $2 for chicken/mutton/beef fillet!&lt;br /&gt;*size of fillet, think french food(which is known for serving extremely pathetic portions)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burger stalls!:&lt;br /&gt;$4 for a miserably small burger that doesn't taste that great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks stall:&lt;br /&gt;$2 for a canned drink? Not bad right? *walks to canteen, sees a vending machine selling THE EXACT SAME THING for 80cents*&lt;br /&gt;*Note: Someone pulled the plug out for the vending machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, funfair is not always about food, so we went to check out on the games. Theres always that cliche throw ball at cans, hook duckies with a pole with a 99.99% chance of getting sth crappy, and nevertheless, theres the MEGA DELUXE PRIZES which are practically impossible to beat unless you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) are super tyco&lt;br /&gt;b) bribed the stall&lt;br /&gt;c) played cheat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yeah, saw that sec 5 melvin(my class' sec 1 pal when i was sec1) with a senior today, he was wondering that if me and you-know-who's related since we looked alike (do we?) Then we faked that we're cousins since both our surname is the same (if you think charmant, please feel free to kill yourself for being so wrong that you make what adolf hitler did seem right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played game where they have flying bits of paper with quality almost the equivalent of monopoly $ and you have to grab in a giant, inflatable capsule. Using the basics of some physics content, I successfully got around 12 of it by swirling my arm around the capsule and pulling it out quickly creating a partial vacuum sucking out SOME of the notes. Fun =D but i only did that at the later part when i got annoyed at the fact that its impossible to grab anything =_= So anyway, i got 2nd Grade, a cap (not that bad actually, looked pretty nice) gave it to her since it says "F" meaning female. Aww she looked so cute in it &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts: were there caps designed specially for females? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But theres super ridiculous games too:&lt;br /&gt;Haunted mansion/hospital/etc 10 bucks per entry, and there were lines so long that you think they were queuing up for free food. Nah, most probably they were like,"GAHH ITS SO BORING HERE! LETS SPEND THE 10 BUCKS QUICK AND GO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished about the whole thing at around 1.45, but damn that sucked, can't do anything else =_= "she" have to go home for her granny's birthday to celebrate while I can't go mj's house to play with her cats since her mum is having tuition so no one can go to her house =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats about all about acjc, feel free to leave your comments if you feel that I have offended acjc, I'll try my best to make it worse =D Nah just kidding, with the money they earned in that fair i fear that they might be able to buy over microsoft and hack into my computer =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114026610450928547?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114026610450928547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114026610450928547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114026610450928547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114026610450928547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/acjc-funfair-we-scam-your-money-d.html' title='Acjc Funfair- We scam your money! =D'/><author><name>† Misère Noire †</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792087319552857224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zJQXgbskjjI/SDUei0SQyHI/AAAAAAAAABE/OBBFZxmpCrI/S220/purple-exed.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18759138.post-114017081124937987</id><published>2006-02-17T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T02:06:51.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay~ hallooo weekends =D</title><content type='html'>Yay, finally, the common break that all teachers and students have a similar liking for, the weekends! Today's a friday, before we know it, sunday'll hit us and we'll be thinking something like," AWW MAN! SUNDAY ALREADY?!" monday blues cycles, etc. That's our life anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I have plans for tommorrows =D As all of you know, valentines day (aka scam the love suckers with jacked up prices of roses day) landed on a tuesday, being a school day kids like us can't go out without our parents suspecting right? So I changed mine to a saturday so me and *cough cough* can get out, enjoy NORMAL prices of food/flowers/etc.  Making it less awkward for her so we're going out with some of our classmates to Escape, but still, we're gonna go our seperate ways later so its still a date XD (AND NO, SHE'S NOT IN THE CLASS SO STOP GUESSING WHO, MDM SNG! ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, lets revise what the school did with the "cream" of the gm pie for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: Hmm, did something about making something simple sound so complicated, teachers always do it very well though, especially maths teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using complicated terms:&lt;br /&gt;How much wood can woodchuck X chuck in Z minutes if a woodchuck could chuck wood?&lt;br /&gt;Given that it chucks wood at rate of Y seconds/wood, write an expression in terms of Z and Y.(complicated?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it actually means:&lt;br /&gt;Woodchuck takes Y seconds to chuck a wood, how much can it chuck it Z minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maths: Loci! Booorinngggg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: had a lesson about national loyalty and some guy who went to america filled with hatred/blah, worked hard, became rich, and retired coming back to singapore because he loves singapore so much. Lee kuan yew would have been proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reccess!: played chess with victor, dennis lim, jun quan, sianz, all 3 gang up on me. Say what, I CHAIRMAN FOR CHESS WHAT! SO ITS FAIR! Won in the end, purely by luck since i kapoed Jun quan's cannon, sucker-ed XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Bleax, got scolded by mrs loh again, I mean like what the hell, I'm not the only member WITH report 0.81 for national weather study, why must I be the only one taking initiative?! I'm not even the leader! Tobie is! Grr, that Tobie so lazy =_= STOP MAPLING DUDE! O LVLS THIS YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths: Screwed up school can't even plan maths lessons properly, split em up to 2 different times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography: Geography's getting drier and drier, even the salted fish can die of dehydration in the textbook. Mrs Lau's very nice, trying to be humourous with the class, it took every bit of determination in me not to fall asleep in this tropical weather. I mean, sheesh, she took the trouble to prepare slides, we shouldn't be sleeping =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology: *has time to finish the diagram from yesterday and learns some interesting facts of life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Cut geography contents and give life lessons instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18759138-114017081124937987?l=animaalterata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/feeds/114017081124937987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18759138&amp;postID=114017081124937987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114017081124937987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18759138/posts/default/114017081124937987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animaalterata.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay-hallooo-weekends-d.html' title='Yay~ hal
