<?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-7336138139457779656</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:58:38.406-07:00</updated><category term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Life on the Moon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-5798287179748990903</id><published>2010-10-06T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T09:49:21.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Wordplay</title><content type='html'>Wakidjan begitu terpesonanya dengan permainan piano Nadine.&lt;br /&gt;Sambil bertepuk tangan, ia berteriak, “Not a play! Not a play!”&lt;br /&gt;Nadine bengong. “Not a play?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Not a play. Bukan main.”&lt;br /&gt;Tukidjo yang menemani Wakidjan terperangah. “Bukan main itu bukan not a play, Djan.”&lt;br /&gt;“Your granny (Mbahmu). Humanly I have check my dictionary kok.(Orang saya sudah periksa di kamus kok)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu berpaling ke Nadine. “Lady, let’s corner (Mojok yuk).&lt;br /&gt;But don’t think that are nots (Jangan berpikir yang bukan-bukan). I just want a meal together.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ngaco kamu, Djan,” Tukidjo tambah gemes.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t be surplus (Jangan berlebihan), Djo. Be wrong a little is OK toch.?”&lt;br /&gt;Nadine cuman senyum kecil. “I would love to, but …”&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry if my friend make you not delicious (Maaf kalau teman saya bikin kamu jadi nggak enak)” sambut Wakidjan ramah.&lt;br /&gt;“Different river, maybe (Lain kali barangkali). I will not be various kok (Saya nggak akan macam-macam kok).”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah Nadine pergi, Wakidjan menatap Tukidjo dengan sebal.&lt;br /&gt;“Disturbing aja sih, Djo. Does the language belong to your ancestor (Emang itu bahasa punya moyang lu)?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tukidjo cari kalimat penutup. “Just itchy Djan, because you speak English as delicious as your belly button.”&lt;br /&gt;(Gatel aja, Djan, soalnya kamu ngomong Inggris seenak udelmu dewe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakidjan cuman bisa merutuk dalam hati, “His name is also effort.” (Namanya juga usaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-5798287179748990903?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/5798287179748990903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2010/10/wordplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/5798287179748990903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/5798287179748990903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2010/10/wordplay.html' title='Wordplay'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-6226567934580020853</id><published>2009-10-19T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T07:53:26.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 520px; height: 130px;" src="http://img18.imageshack.us/img18/2606/coupleg.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/"&gt;xkcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What's not to love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-6226567934580020853?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/6226567934580020853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/couple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6226567934580020853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6226567934580020853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/couple.html' title='Couple'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-4655189585981154150</id><published>2009-10-19T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T02:09:14.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerleader</title><content type='html'>Okay I just finished watching I Love You, Beth Cooper. You know, the usual teenage light comedy. So there's this academically over-achieving geek &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-why must it always be geeks?-&lt;/span&gt; openly confessing his love to Beth Cooper, the head cheerleader. Corny, I know, but I did hear a fun conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: You know where she lives, go to her house, bring a boom box and wait for her&lt;br /&gt;B: That's stalking.&lt;br /&gt;A: No, it's not stalking if you love the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: You can grab her and throw her in the car, and take her someplace&lt;br /&gt;B: That's kidnapping.&lt;br /&gt;A: That's romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thin line between lover and stalker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I thought Beth Cooper is kinda charming here, my typical cheerleader type. According to my convo with jebay the other night, cheerleader type is cheerful, popular, prominent, cute, attention seeker, a talker, and unbelievably selfish. I'm starting to sound like Barney, categorizing girls and all, but oh well, apparently I find that attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, is that Beth Cooper is named after a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnJz8HFcmpY"&gt;KISS song, titled Beth&lt;/a&gt;, which is just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And okay, back to work. Or maybe another movie, The Ugly Truth perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just a few more hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I'll be right home to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I think I hear them calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh, Beth what can I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-4655189585981154150?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/4655189585981154150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheerleader.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4655189585981154150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4655189585981154150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheerleader.html' title='Cheerleader'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-5960624625722198071</id><published>2009-10-16T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:21:45.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerdherd</title><content type='html'>Okay I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to ICN choir meeting I couldn't go out to, say, play LAN games with aton. Or thanks to Union Day meeting yesterday, couldn't go out Julian's. Or whatever, I've been trapped in NTU for 2 weeks now! Not a very entertaining way to save up on transport cost, believe you me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I observed something about NTU students - well, most of them-, they rarely go out. Granted, everything is provided here in this small suburban university, but I still think this is kinda depressing. So, anyone wanna go out? It sounds lame that I'm asking in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I find this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aIPm9nLprHM"&gt;cool video by MJC maths teacher&lt;/a&gt;, bidding their students farewell and good luck for A level. I showed it to my friend, and his comment  was "Whoa, I didn't know maths students are nerdy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response, "Are you kidding? We are like one of the most powerful aristocrats in the pyramid of nerdiness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you throw one stone in my Maths lecture, you'll have a good chance to hit TWO geeky-looking students, especially if you throw the stone to the front. Maybe we should play a game next time in lecture, like Hit The Geeks. If the stone/ball bounces off two nerds, you get a point, and if it bounces three nerds, extra point, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay some points here are exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just for fun, let's test how nerdy you are! &lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_nq.php"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6px;"&gt;Your Score Summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;div align="center"&gt;     &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-0555406754968625"; google_ad_width = 468; google_ad_height = 60; google_ad_format = "468x60_as"; google_ad_type = "text_image"; //2007-04-19: nt_end_top google_ad_channel = "2456167919"; google_color_border = "005599"; google_color_bg = "EEEEFF"; google_color_link = "0000FF"; google_color_text = "000000"; google_color_url = "FF00AA"; //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt; &lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;      &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall, you scored as follows:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/thetester/images/php/weird_bar.php?high=34&amp;amp;low=64" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);"&gt;34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;% scored higher (more nerdy),&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;% scored the same, and&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204);"&gt;64&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;% scored lower (less nerdy).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does this mean? &lt;/strong&gt; Your nerdiness is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Low Ranking Nerd&lt;/span&gt;.  Definitely a nerd but low on the totem pole of nerds.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am definitely a nerd? whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;signed sealed delivered, I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-5960624625722198071?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/5960624625722198071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/nerdherd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/5960624625722198071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/5960624625722198071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/nerdherd.html' title='Nerdherd'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-8399406694098423996</id><published>2009-10-15T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:44:27.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>The Sexless Innkeeper Part 2</title><content type='html'>And this is how Ted prove Barney wrong. The 1800s style poems are fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sexless Innkeeper (Ted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Twas the night before this one&lt;br /&gt;I had hours to kill&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the tavern&lt;br /&gt;grading parchments with quill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A busty young lassie&lt;br /&gt;flashed me a grin&lt;br /&gt;Her garb said classy&lt;br /&gt;but her eyes whispered sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, “you’re a teacher?”&lt;br /&gt;I said, “yes indeed.”&lt;br /&gt;“I must have you,” she moaned.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m turned on by tweed!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With haste we did scamper&lt;br /&gt;to my chamber anon&lt;br /&gt;Fell to the couch&lt;br /&gt;and, bro, it was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unlaced her bodice&lt;br /&gt;our passions grew deeper&lt;br /&gt;and thus ends the tale&lt;br /&gt;of the sexless innkeeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-8399406694098423996?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/8399406694098423996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/sexless-innkeeper-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/8399406694098423996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/8399406694098423996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/sexless-innkeeper-part-2.html' title='The Sexless Innkeeper Part 2'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-7285921067895486474</id><published>2009-10-15T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:43:20.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>The Sexless Innkeeper Part 1</title><content type='html'>It's just awesome poem by whoever wrote the script in How I Met Your Mother. This is how Barney explain to Ted how girls only seduce him for a place to crash -without sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sexless Innkeeper (Barney)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Twas the night before New Years&lt;br /&gt;and the weather grew mean&lt;br /&gt;It was three in the morning&lt;br /&gt;and I was stranded in Queens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tavern grew empty&lt;br /&gt;the gaslights grew dim&lt;br /&gt;the horse-drawn carriages&lt;br /&gt;were all but snowed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last call was approaching&lt;br /&gt;and my fortunes looked bleak&lt;br /&gt;then I turned to my left&lt;br /&gt;and stifled a shriek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a peach fuzz beard&lt;br /&gt;and weighed sixteen stone&lt;br /&gt;She gobbled up hot wings&lt;br /&gt;and swallowed the bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I muffled a scream&lt;br /&gt;and threw up in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;I asked, “where do you live?”&lt;br /&gt;and she said, “one block south.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swallowed my pride&lt;br /&gt;and six shots of whiskey&lt;br /&gt;and prayed to the gods&lt;br /&gt;that she wasn’t too frisky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in her cave&lt;br /&gt;She prepared us a snack&lt;br /&gt;‘neath her mighty hooves&lt;br /&gt;the floorboards did crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she returned&lt;br /&gt;she found a sound sleeper&lt;br /&gt;and thus she became&lt;br /&gt;the sexless innkeeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-7285921067895486474?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/7285921067895486474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/sexless-innkeeper-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/7285921067895486474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/7285921067895486474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/sexless-innkeeper-part-1.html' title='The Sexless Innkeeper Part 1'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-4655914616868001349</id><published>2009-10-15T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:35:43.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rendezvous</title><content type='html'>Back from wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really gonna sue Yesman The Movie, you know, where they encourages people to say yes to basically anything and everything that comes to them. And look what I end up doing, I have in total of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;27 Hall points&lt;/span&gt; for my ECA, too bad they are not cumulative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this is borderline idiotic:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NTU Choir Section Leader/ Camp Programmer/ Concert Choreographer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Union Day Main Programmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inverse Newspaper Layout Editor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ICN Band/ Choir IC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And three maths quizzes and two 2000-word econs report really just made my days.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shouldn't complain, cause I still have my weekly 10 series :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I finally finish all my midterm exam!&lt;br /&gt;Granted, it didn't go really well with all the panicky last-minute studying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MAS211 was okay, just that I think I forgot to prove that function is decreasing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MAS213 was hell-ish, but the sight of people being stressed around me cheered me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MAS215 was fine, apparently memorizing works for probability too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, it's over!&lt;br /&gt;36 days more to exams, hope my study mood will grow back again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, let me enjoy this long weekend with Halo 2 and NFSU 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm walking on sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;I can see your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-4655914616868001349?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/4655914616868001349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/rendezvous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4655914616868001349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4655914616868001349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/10/rendezvous.html' title='Rendezvous'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-6702956328071842549</id><published>2009-09-10T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:32:36.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia Raya</title><content type='html'>Original version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;" ontop="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KvrfjfRdnbM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KvrfjfRdnbM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sebuah video klip buatan 1944 yang berisi rekaman lagu Indonesia Raya, belum lama ini, ditemukan setelah selama ini tersimpan di perpustakaan Leiden, Belanda. Menurut pakar telematika Roy Suryo, video klip lagu Indonesia Raya didapat di server perpustakaan Leiden, Belanda, ketika mencari dokumen foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm too lazy to translate. Those who might be interested will understand anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;when you're lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;always refer back to where you come from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-6702956328071842549?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/6702956328071842549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/indonesia-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6702956328071842549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6702956328071842549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/indonesia-raya.html' title='Indonesia Raya'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-52420452230058850</id><published>2009-09-09T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T03:36:16.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>You know how they say you gotta do something new every day?&lt;br /&gt;This is my something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending time in the library for about couple hours and there is more to come. And it's nowhere near exam or quiz period. I realize I have never done this during term time. Turns out to be kinda relaxing! Granted, I've been using my laptop and enjoying the aircon with minimal study, but baby steps eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've been to quite a number of interviews for the past few days. I felt good, but somehow there's this little voice telling me not to expect much from those. People adapts, right? And true enough, I haven't seen any positive signs from those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of signs, I got a clear one yesterday. Though somewhere deep down inside I chose not to believe it. But who cares? false hope is still hope =) You can still use it keep you going. Aton said this sounds like argument to be religious, kinda true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;False hope is still hope&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yea rite, something good better happen soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Couple days ago I was a bit euphoric cos my roomie moved out, then I got to enjoy a huge single room by myself. That didn't last long. Yesterday apparently my new roomie checked in, and tadaa,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ah tiong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I haven't gotten to know the guy, so I shouldn't judge, but experience-wise, oh my god. Seems like when there's no Indian, a China man will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm sick of being depressed. This will just have to make do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;need to learn from Mosby, the Architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZibGKoxLPA"&gt;Song of the Day: d'Masiv - Diam Tanpa Kata&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kau diam tanpa kata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kau seolah jenuh padaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-52420452230058850?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/52420452230058850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/52420452230058850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/52420452230058850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-4455893426925603358</id><published>2009-09-08T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:33:12.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 520px; height: 728px;" src="http://img299.imageshack.us/img299/7384/friendso.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/"&gt;xkcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I feel like trying these lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-4455893426925603358?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/4455893426925603358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4455893426925603358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4455893426925603358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-117648561161832150</id><published>2009-09-06T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:26:36.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asean Dance</title><content type='html'>Asean Dance 2009 : Neverland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came! Who wouldn't when you got ticket and friends there?&lt;br /&gt;Good thing that I came, it was fun. And, it'll be the last Asean dance I'm gonna attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say, a picture says a thousand words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsqZWp4EI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EWUnDCd-dnI/s1600-h/10234_161538413781_775118781_3739249_1818695_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsqZWp4EI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EWUnDCd-dnI/s200/10234_161538413781_775118781_3739249_1818695_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378402593115070530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsetD_kDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/B1NAsCz5HRo/s1600-h/10234_161535518781_775118781_3739061_5698087_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsetD_kDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/B1NAsCz5HRo/s200/10234_161535518781_775118781_3739061_5698087_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378402392247078962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsfLUWPqI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RTfAq5N9BMw/s1600-h/10234_161535553781_775118781_3739066_5023257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsfLUWPqI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RTfAq5N9BMw/s200/10234_161535553781_775118781_3739066_5023257_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378402400368737954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPseZYv0VI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZsKbwYwyTV4/s1600-h/10234_161530483781_775118781_3738948_7347058_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPseZYv0VI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZsKbwYwyTV4/s200/10234_161530483781_775118781_3738948_7347058_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378402386965418322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsq_js35I/AAAAAAAAAWo/EZq7wyazwic/s1600-h/10234_161550258781_775118781_3739629_4586791_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsq_js35I/AAAAAAAAAWo/EZq7wyazwic/s200/10234_161550258781_775118781_3739629_4586791_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378402603370340242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsrSEampI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ZQXnnwX0yJY/s1600-h/10234_161552998781_775118781_3739679_3552804_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsrSEampI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ZQXnnwX0yJY/s200/10234_161552998781_775118781_3739679_3552804_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378402608339393170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Looks fun? Cause it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss this batch of people when they graduate. Somehow they are particularly hyper and noisy, but fun to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so I've written a 6000-word essay. This is cool! Peeps you're just gonna have to bring cameras for your lengthy reports and essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nasigorengkambing.blogspot.com/2009/09/mau-kacang.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to read funny story from last night, and there are peanuts involved.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do you want peanuts?&lt;br /&gt;if yes, would you like a dance to go along with that?&lt;br /&gt;if no, well, do you want my number instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-117648561161832150?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/117648561161832150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/117648561161832150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/117648561161832150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Asean Dance'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SqPsqZWp4EI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EWUnDCd-dnI/s72-c/10234_161538413781_775118781_3739249_1818695_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-8497434772520603566</id><published>2009-09-04T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:43:18.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I Hate About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;and the way you cut your hair.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you drive my car,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you stare.&lt;br /&gt;I hate your big dumb combat boots&lt;br /&gt;and the way you read my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick,&lt;br /&gt;it even makes me rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you're always right,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you lie.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;even worse when you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you're not around,&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that you didn't call.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,&lt;br /&gt;not even close,&lt;br /&gt;not even a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;not even at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-8497434772520603566?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/8497434772520603566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/8497434772520603566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/8497434772520603566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 Things I Hate About You'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-6852569769652826748</id><published>2009-09-02T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T03:37:38.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cathing Up</title><content type='html'>So I was talking to Starsky last night, catching up and everything. And suddenly, okay, not really out of nowhere, he came up to me with this line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starsky said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey I give you this line, try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;| hari | said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starsky said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you both look at each other right, the awkward moment type, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then u say "Would you like to kiss me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If she says yes, then good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If she says maybe, go ahead and kiss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If she says no, you say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"oh i didn't say you could. you just looked like you had something on your mind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;| hari | said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nice one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but a bit scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I might need to be drunk for that to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starsky said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a win win win situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I doubt you'll regret it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; | hari | said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I doubt I won't regret it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me! the over thinking guy. Though I must admit this is kinda fun if I have the guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Simple stats would say 66.6% of the time you'll get a kiss with this line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone try and tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they say action speak louder than words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they just forget words are much much easier to listen to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-6852569769652826748?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/6852569769652826748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/cathing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6852569769652826748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6852569769652826748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/cathing-up.html' title='Cathing Up'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-6838391138601186149</id><published>2009-09-02T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:10:47.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Appeal Letter</title><content type='html'>Remember when I said I am going to write an appeal letter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally did, and here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to inquire whether there is any room still available in your hall. I am posted to Hall 1, #12-1-183 currently and find that my current living condition is unsatisfactory. Thus I would like to propose a move to your Hall, should there be any room available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current room is located in Block 12, ground floor. Block 12 is heavily surrounded by vegetation, and even though it is very windy here, it makes it much easier for dust to accumulate in my room. As a result, I am stuck with having to clean my room almost every day. Not to mention being in ground floor means I have to deal with constant encounter with insects and ants. I used to have a history of dust allergy, i fear that it may be worsening with prolonged exposure here. I can provide medical letter if requested. And frankly, I do not appreciate these insect bites. I believe such dust and insects problem is not so severe in your hall, based on my experience in Hall 8 last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall 1, Block 12 is one of the older halls. I find that my bed is really used up with no more spring action underneath. I have been sleeping here for the past 4 days and every morning I wake up with severe ache on my back, without fail. This has caused me difficulties in performing simple task in the morning, as simple and sitting down and getting up without any pain inflicted on my back. I stayed in Hall 8 last year, and I have never experienced such problem with newer mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the location of this block does not make it better. Block 12 is located on the hill, only accessible through long walks and numerous stairs. Currently I am heavily involved in NTU CAC Choir where practices in the North Spine area tend to drag on until late in the night, where bus services have ended. So for the last couple days I have been facing long and hilly walk from north spine in the night, often with bulky things to carry. I know I will get used to it over time, but moving to your hall will save me a lot of trouble in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I can say that I am not very compatible staying with my given roommate. He is a foreigner hailed from India. Our differences in culture results in us having great difference in our sense of smell. And sad to say, he does not really meet the standard of hygiene that I like. For example, he keeps walking around the room in dirty slippers, leave his container unwashed to leave the smell in the room, and seem not to bother with his personal hygiene. I have nothing against Indian, just that our culture is a bit different thus I cannot really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my room is located just beside the TV lounge. While it is convenient for me to watch TV, I find that the noise level is irritable, even in the middle of the night, as late as 2am. It is worsened by the fact that said TV room is located in open area, so noise really travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should be grateful to the fact that I have been given a hall, and I am. Just that I realize by changing room I can improve my living condition a lot for a year, thus I wrote this letter to appeal to you to let me move from my current room. I really believe such improvement to my current living condition can help me concentrate better in my study and ECA, and get better results from them. I am currently ABP student and I aim to finish undergraduate study in three and a half year, thus I greatly prefer my room to be a conducive study atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should there be no more room available, I hope u can give me a notice in the future should any vacancy comes up, and facilitate so that I can move to your hall. I look forward to hearing your reply soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Aditya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this works. And I think some parts are actually quite funny. Pardon my English, I haven't written any essay in a long time. But guess what? This appeal letter is 700 words, as long as GP essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling they're gonna scold me for this. But never mind, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;at least I tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I can have that super cool phrase for every aspect of me. At least I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and it's not like I didn't try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but, hey, at least I tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-6838391138601186149?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/6838391138601186149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/appeal-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6838391138601186149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6838391138601186149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/appeal-letter.html' title='Appeal Letter'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-6863944861705339173</id><published>2009-09-01T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:03:36.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Allswell Advert</title><content type='html'>Why oh why am I stranded in the land of Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to go to Great Britain, just for the sake of picking up one of the accents there. Be it British, Scottish, Irish, I think they all sound just soo coool. But no, not Britain, I'm in Singapore now! I don't really like Singlish accent, though it is needed to be understood here, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Singapore TV channels here are full of it too! Even so, I found an interesting one aired long time ago. Granted, I feel like asking some British couple dub the sound, but I think this one's charming in its own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allswell Commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-547c08c8ca6b023d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D547c08c8ca6b023d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330401811%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FC7F7AD89187605BBF9F2F22E2399FD0DD9841A.6858FB1A9B7C2C70AD4DB7E9D61348E8B053464%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D547c08c8ca6b023d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D54Yd31wEkD6EvQ2SI3OTvrWnyok&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D547c08c8ca6b023d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330401811%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FC7F7AD89187605BBF9F2F22E2399FD0DD9841A.6858FB1A9B7C2C70AD4DB7E9D61348E8B053464%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D547c08c8ca6b023d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D54Yd31wEkD6EvQ2SI3OTvrWnyok&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ain't that sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that silly three-word phrase becomes the reason, there's just no comeback to that. Oh, and I keep laughing at their expression tooo! See how the guy gives satisfied smirk after the punch line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-6863944861705339173?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=547c08c8ca6b023d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/6863944861705339173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/advert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6863944861705339173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6863944861705339173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/09/advert.html' title='Allswell Advert'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-7342405718916960222</id><published>2009-08-30T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T08:30:45.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Locked Out</title><content type='html'>Oh no I'm locked out of my room now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vividly remember that I put the room key in the back pocket of my jeans. Really sure. Sadly it's not the one I'm wearing now. The said jeans in hanging behind the door....in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;For once I really wish to see my roomie now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch that. It's 30 minutes later and I'm already in. Who says you need a door when you can climb through the window? Albeit a hard one to climb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-7342405718916960222?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/7342405718916960222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/locked-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/7342405718916960222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/7342405718916960222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/locked-out.html' title='Locked Out'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-4106560233607709482</id><published>2009-08-28T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:34:43.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>Remember this &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6L1oPSpI/AAAAAAAAASA/kQ7vWifjvec/s1600-h/image012.gif"&gt;motivational poster (click here!)&lt;/a&gt; awhile back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagline reads : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Smile! Tomorrow is going to be worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that amusing, especially today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being somewhat disheartened by earlier events today, combined with 4 hours of nap and lengthy dinner, I ended up with a smile. And just like that, I feel quite happy now, even though tomorrow may just be worse. Smiling actually works! Guess that (de)motivational poster works better than expected eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, I'm counting my blessings now. Since I realized some people I know is still hall-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's not like I have nothing to celebrate about lately. Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;1. I got a hall! no more sleeping on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;2. 18AU for this sem, at this rate, 5 more semesters to go.&lt;br /&gt;3. I got 3rd Prize in 30 seconds to fame! easy 50 bucks =)&lt;br /&gt;4. Modern Jazz dance open class was really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;30 Seconds to Fame&lt;/span&gt;, I could have done better if not for last minute change of song. I did my acoustic take on  Rihanna's "Disturbia" and Garth Brooks' "If Tomorrow Never Comes", wrong choice of second song. But, oh well, that 50 bucks makes me feel all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Modern Jazz dance class&lt;/span&gt;. Remember the cliche that life is unfair? well, it is, but no one says it has to be. I'm referring to how dance &lt;s&gt;girls&lt;/s&gt; people are relatively better-looking than, let's say, choir or guitar ensemble. Too bad I can't dance that well, not without practice, but open class was fun! Aside from being totally clueless at the end of the routine, I think I did okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm ranting in the middle of the night, thanks to 4-hour-nap earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I heard this interesting quote from Pushing Daisies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Love signals are like nuts, mixed is better" -Olive Snook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just that they forgot to tell you it increases the chance of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;allergic reaction&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thanks to mei for reminding me of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwd49BhZ234"&gt;this song (click here!)&lt;/a&gt;. Old, but still lovely.&lt;br /&gt;And the puppies are somehow cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you came along&lt;br /&gt;just like a song&lt;br /&gt;and brighten my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-4106560233607709482?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/4106560233607709482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4106560233607709482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4106560233607709482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-4477439714145595693</id><published>2009-08-27T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:11:38.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall One</title><content type='html'>Yeap yeap, I just checked in into Hall 1 today. And instead of brimming with joy, worries filled in, fast. It all started when the person took out the key, with #12-1-183 written on it. Block 12! The highest of all, and so I asked for another block, maybe lower one, and he said it not available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I thought, never mind, I shall just check how the room looks like. I've never been to Block 12 anyway. And so it turns out...Block 12 was far! It is much closer to Hall 4 than Hall 1, for some reason. I thought, at least my room is near canteen 4, nice food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Bang&lt;/span&gt;! I reached the room 183, trying to open the doorknob but it's locked. Then I heard some noise inside, along with words "wait a minute" said with a thick, too familiar accent. They gave me Indian roomie. Not that I have anything against them, just that I had Indian roomie once, andd, let's just say our sense of smell is not really compatible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to Hall office, asking for another room, any room. And they actually scolded me for not being grateful to the fact that I got hall. True, but somehow I felt I deserved a bit better. For now, I can't tell whether my new room or my squatting room is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the fact were these, SAO put me in waiting list so damn long just to put me in a middle-of-nowhere block with such roomie? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I demand explanation&lt;/span&gt;! See, even the baby thinks so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SpeA9nYQlqI/AAAAAAAAATo/W8ncgNY-ZH0/s1600-h/explanation-demotivational-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SpeA9nYQlqI/AAAAAAAAATo/W8ncgNY-ZH0/s400/explanation-demotivational-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374906476321085090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel like I complained a lot lately. Sorry to those people I complained to. Hope you're not sick of me, as I'm a bit sick of myself lately. I'm gonna write some appeal letter, then I better start accepting, enough complains! Hope this'll work, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I found something from Pushing Daisies to cheer me up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old song, but still lovely : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HNUAnjUwnF0"&gt;Kristin Chenoweth - Eternal Flame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current iPhone wallpaper reads: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Smile! Tomorrow is going to be worse&lt;/span&gt;~ lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;say my name&lt;br /&gt;sun shines through the rain&lt;br /&gt;my whole life so lonely&lt;br /&gt;then you come and ease the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-4477439714145595693?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/4477439714145595693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/hall-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4477439714145595693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4477439714145595693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/hall-one.html' title='Hall One'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SpeA9nYQlqI/AAAAAAAAATo/W8ncgNY-ZH0/s72-c/explanation-demotivational-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-6188413182151429478</id><published>2009-08-25T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:29:58.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartfelt</title><content type='html'>Just had my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Choir Welcome Tea 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SpQrdTbs9cI/AAAAAAAAATg/GVLa-G-gU2c/s1600-h/DSC_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SpQrdTbs9cI/AAAAAAAAATg/GVLa-G-gU2c/s400/DSC_2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373968037792511426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;somehow I think this picture is quite cute =P see how we all wear contrasting expression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, welcome tea feels much like FOC (it rhymes!). With all the Ice-breaking games and meeting new people and all. Was kinda fun, though, until I realize my section just got WAY louder than ever before, not goood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interview &lt;/span&gt;for Choir maincomm tomorrow! Wish myself luck here. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pats*&lt;/span&gt; I can't believe it's those time of the year again where you have to worry about getting points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I'm in the final for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NTU 30 Seconds to Fame&lt;/span&gt;. Go for $150!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these things are nicely wrapped up by good music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video of the Day : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=16MC1u9wmyg"&gt;Kevin Skinner - If Tomorrow Never Comes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be the most heartfelt performance I've ever seen =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that'll be all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so I made a promise to myself&lt;br /&gt;say each day how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-6188413182151429478?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/6188413182151429478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/heartfelt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6188413182151429478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6188413182151429478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/heartfelt.html' title='Heartfelt'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SpQrdTbs9cI/AAAAAAAAATg/GVLa-G-gU2c/s72-c/DSC_2823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-6152595928813183792</id><published>2009-08-24T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:55:09.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>So I was bored, really really bored. And that's the only time when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Facebook Quizzes&lt;/span&gt; seemed useful. Took the first two I see on my homepage. Not that I'm desperate or something, just that it happened to be about being single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why Are You Still Single?" quiz and the result is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You're Scared of Intimacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When things get serious emotionally, you tend to back away. You're what we call a ''commitmentophobe.'' Whether it's because you fear letting someone into your life or that you're scared of getting hurt or that you're just not sure that there isn't a better out there, settling down with one person practically gives you hives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you're single, take this quiz. " quiz and the result is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You're too Hung-up on someone who isn't giving you the time of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The clock is ticking and that person you always have to contact first before they call you could really care less about you. The time is now to drop them. Give that person up because it's wearing you down and making you dull. There are a thousand other fish in the sea, sound familiar, and all you have to do is put up a sign that you are open for business. Pull yourself out from under that rock you've been hiding under and get to work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really? Hear me, quizzes, we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without those, though, I wouldn't roll on the floor laughing &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*literally! i want my hall =(*&lt;/span&gt; at this conversation. Edited, but the gist is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A: Hey, you're like Barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;B: So I'm a big purple dinosaur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A: *punch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;B: So, I'm a big blue black dinosaur now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;please tell me it's funny!&lt;br /&gt;either that, or I'm depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-6152595928813183792?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/6152595928813183792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/quizzes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6152595928813183792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6152595928813183792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-405605008490796351</id><published>2009-08-23T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:35:34.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes</title><content type='html'>Like Alvin and The Chipmunks said,  Christmas time is near! Like, one semester away. Okay that was lame, and I don't even celebrate christmas. Just that I can't think of anything better for introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you got all depressed and need some retail therapy? Here's what I do instead of actual shopping, wish-list! hopefully I can scratch them off soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish-list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Room KEY, preferably upper hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 2. Jack and Danny Semi-Acoustic Guitar DG-108&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 3. Green Converse Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 4. Earphones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 5. you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Respectively priced: $1k-2k, $288, $59,  ~$40, and Visa (get it?) =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any kind fairies out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh, and I'll be having audition later, go for $150! Wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUSDS9pkA2Y"&gt;Bon Jovi - Livin' On A Prayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we'll make it I swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-405605008490796351?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/405605008490796351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/wishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/405605008490796351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/405605008490796351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/wishes.html' title='Wishes'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-7999969040792864999</id><published>2009-08-15T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T08:15:46.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Square Root of Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I fear that I will always be&lt;br /&gt;A lonely number like root three&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The three is all that’s good and right,&lt;br /&gt;Why must my three keep out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;br /&gt;I wish instead I were a nine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;br /&gt;with just some quick arithmetic&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321&lt;br /&gt;Such is my reality, a sad irrationality&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When hark! What is this I see,&lt;br /&gt;Another square root of a three&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Has quietly come waltzing by,&lt;br /&gt;Together now we multiply&lt;br /&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing as an integer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds&lt;br /&gt;With the wave of magic wands&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our square root signs become unglued&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me has been renewed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;-David Feinberg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-7999969040792864999?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/7999969040792864999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/square-root-of-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/7999969040792864999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/7999969040792864999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/square-root-of-three.html' title='The Square Root of Three'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-1474823052297824463</id><published>2009-08-03T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:38:04.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Pick Up Lines</title><content type='html'>I have an obsession with pick-up line, somehow. I think they're catchy and fun! I barely got the nerve to use them in real life though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But this one rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Would you want to dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Well then, could you go dance so I can talk to your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember correctly, there's an ASEAN dance coming. Go! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hey, sorry to bother you, do you have a band-aid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;No, sorry, what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may have scrapped my knee....when I fall for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-1474823052297824463?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/1474823052297824463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/pick-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/1474823052297824463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/1474823052297824463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/pick-up.html' title='Pick Up Lines'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-4262049517120075625</id><published>2009-08-03T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:18:58.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-return!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;6 August!&lt;/span&gt; Mark your calendars cos here I come!&lt;br /&gt;I know, what the hell right? but whatever :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I'm coming back this coming thursday. Partly excited, cos life in indo is.....you know. Plus I don't have to make peace with all those traffic anymore! Partly depressed, cos I still have not got my frickin' hall. And given some spices of information that it may come out after the school start.....it's saddening, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;! one paragraph of complain is enough. *points to the quote above* &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I shall just be awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Bandung! Went to a kind-of-traditional wedding with somehow modernistic food. Is it just me or those Sundanese atmosphere in a hot, old building does not mix really well with, say, beef bulgogi, some italian pasta, and garlic bread? I'll give them unique thou. Oh, and the band was funny, they accompanied Sinatra's "My Way" with a recorder! (well, kind of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the most fun part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad went to some 2nd-hand shop looking for a semi acoustic guitar. And he came out with a pair of shoe and a tennis racket instead! Mine, of course. :) Check this out: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Onitsuka Tiger shoe&lt;/span&gt; for Rp105k and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wilson K-Zen&lt;/span&gt; for Rp300k. Despite considering (a lot) of time will be spent cleansing those, I still think it's a very good bargain! Bandung rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;a little voice inside my head: what the freak? u got too many stuff already you knoww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a pretty fun trip, setting aside spending 4 hours looking for mum's make up bag. Found it thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little tunes : &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sncmusic"&gt;Straight No Chaser (Click here!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love their rendition of "Africa" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, maybe I just love that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wild dogs cry out in the night&lt;br /&gt;As they grow restless longing for some solitary company&lt;br /&gt;I stopped an old man along the way&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies&lt;br /&gt;He turned to me as if to say, "Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-4262049517120075625?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/4262049517120075625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/re-return.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4262049517120075625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/4262049517120075625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/08/re-return.html' title='Re-return!'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-6464661113269740795</id><published>2009-07-29T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:22:44.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Motivational Poster</title><content type='html'>Those of you who watches &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt; (great series btw!) most likely remember this dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE5cT-OSoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/98BEocQGLqw/s1600-h/conformity.1680.1260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE5cT-OSoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/98BEocQGLqw/s400/conformity.1680.1260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364131789735348866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney: Marshall, consider the penguins.&lt;br /&gt;Marshall: The penguins?&lt;br /&gt;Barney: On the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Marshall: '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Conformity - It's the one who's different that gets left out in the cold&lt;/span&gt;.' This is a motivational poster!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool! It is just &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;de-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;wait for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-lightful&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I stumbled upon some of inspiring posters, and here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6MndXxvI/AAAAAAAAASY/65LDL8-wdrA/s1600-h/uninspirational-relationships.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6MndXxvI/AAAAAAAAASY/65LDL8-wdrA/s400/uninspirational-relationships.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364132619599988466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6MdiQWUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Tr-UdGuiABw/s1600-h/abstinence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6MdiQWUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Tr-UdGuiABw/s400/abstinence.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364132616936118594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6MHNew-I/AAAAAAAAASI/WEas4r_JTZo/s1600-h/image008.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6MHNew-I/AAAAAAAAASI/WEas4r_JTZo/s400/image008.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364132610943402978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6L1oPSpI/AAAAAAAAASA/kQ7vWifjvec/s1600-h/image012.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE6L1oPSpI/AAAAAAAAASA/kQ7vWifjvec/s400/image012.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364132606223796882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And another round of Barney's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE68zNH-rI/AAAAAAAAASo/uPg0DvdQ7eE/s1600-h/16x20-perfection.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE68zNH-rI/AAAAAAAAASo/uPg0DvdQ7eE/s320/16x20-perfection.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364133447386790578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE68jfdQ-I/AAAAAAAAASg/uFZB8ZJxXXY/s1600-h/Barney-s-Poster-how-i-met-your-mother-859233_357_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE68jfdQ-I/AAAAAAAAASg/uFZB8ZJxXXY/s320/Barney-s-Poster-how-i-met-your-mother-859233_357_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364133443168715746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the most awesome of all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE7nhTCVII/AAAAAAAAAS4/wtlVRlVCEHQ/s1600-h/Suit-Up-Poster-how-i-met-your-mother-859246_500_357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE7nhTCVII/AAAAAAAAAS4/wtlVRlVCEHQ/s400/Suit-Up-Poster-how-i-met-your-mother-859246_500_357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364134181314122882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Suit up!&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be legend-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wait for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-dary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7336138139457779656-6464661113269740795?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/6464661113269740795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/07/motivational-poster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6464661113269740795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/6464661113269740795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/07/motivational-poster.html' title='Motivational Poster'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xc8L06jMJOo/SnE5cT-OSoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/98BEocQGLqw/s72-c/conformity.1680.1260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7336138139457779656.post-730787028899060690</id><published>2009-07-29T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:45:41.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilot</title><content type='html'>Okay I feel bad for this. Reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I actually owed god-knows-how-many posts to my other blog about computer stuff. I am so very sorry, I have no idea why it is hard for me to find the mood to write about those things. Truthfully, I'm losing interest in a way. Anyway, I owe it to them to promote the blog, so &lt;a href="http://comp-geek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;please click here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it is 4am in Jakarta and I should be asleep! This kind of sleep-till-noon lifestyle seems unhealthy for me, not to mention it is freaking hard to find good food at, say, 1-2am? when you wake up really late, I guess your biological needs also changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm back&lt;/span&gt; in blogsphere.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, I'm kinda troubled being the motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should I start? Actually I lost the mood to complain already right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, new semester's starting, and guess what? I only have 8AUs on my timetable.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8AUs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; That means&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;seven hours&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;worth of lesson every week, not good. I may die of boredom, considering last semester's 17AUs already gave me a lot of free time. Wonder how? That is just the beauty of applied and social science courses :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson to be learned from this one: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;study year is not your academic year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; i.e I'm in academic year 2 but study year 3 due to the amount of modules cleared up to now, so read wisely! fyi, I missed my course registration due to this misunderstanding. And guess what I got when I called the school? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A chuckle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it's less than 2 weeks before school starts, and I still haven't got my hall. This is bad. So they changed the Hall Points system, made it kinda difficult to get desirable amount of points, and voila! Cut-off point is still the same as previous year. It's worse for the girls I think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Fun fact: there were about 1000 applicants with the same point as me on the waitlist, oh please please remove yourself faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to think about the alternative in case the unthinkable happened *touchwood*. Next time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;do not care&lt;/span&gt; about who you are rooming with if you have borderline points. I had a local offered to stay with me but I did not take it. Dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that is about all? This is not a very positive first post, definitely. Sad to say, everything can be traced back to me. Only have myself to blame for these. Tsk. Anyway, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post something fun and more entertaining in between these "delightful" kind of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hope everything will sort themselves out, somehow.&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/7336138139457779656-730787028899060690?l=quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/feeds/730787028899060690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/07/pilot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/730787028899060690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7336138139457779656/posts/default/730787028899060690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/2009/07/pilot.html' title='Pilot'/><author><name>johnnie akahar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9375/ja1bi0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
