<?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-4084564284162320532</id><updated>2011-05-03T02:49:40.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Audience please!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-9073267803194962492</id><published>2008-04-01T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T03:09:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shucks, I got fooled by April D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haiya, now that I know people from my class actually read my blog, I can't anyhow scold Ms...err teachers already. Surely someone will eventually blackmail me. What more, if some nothing-better-to-do teacher decides to look at our class blog, and clicks my link, I'm GG-ed. But somebody's dress sense is improving. Hopefully cause Kenneth and I freaked out (no idea why) when her hair flew to us, she won't dye her hair to what, hot pink or something. It looks like she took our comments too seriously. Everything change! (even the necklace GWARHH!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yes yes, we won Hwa Chong Institution (HCI) yesterday. 3-2. I won't criticise the team's standered of playing since I am out of touch. Well I did go down to play just now. Don't know why but for the past few games, I think they've been playing at maybe 60% of their actual level. They play so much better in school, but then again, w/e. The squash team is more or less messed up for my batch. No team-bonding at all. Err, I don't really give a ---- now. I just want my dinner. Srsly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Short post for today, wanna go do work or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-9073267803194962492?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/9073267803194962492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=9073267803194962492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/9073267803194962492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/9073267803194962492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/04/shucks-i-got-fooled-by-april-d-haiya.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-7204716839539484264</id><published>2008-03-28T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:51:57.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where do I start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not enjoy Claymation at all. It was the course my friend (Ivan) and I chose for Enrichment Day. The entire day was dedicated to all these activities. There are many other courses, but unfortunately Digital Manga Art, the course that I intended to take, was taken up by 2 other dudes from my class. There were very limited placings by the way (like 2 or 3 for per course). Anyway, Claymation involves clay and animation. You can Google it if you want more info. Anyway, our storyline was based on Star Wars. Like Darth Vader vs. Luke Skywalker. We phail-ed terribly. Since our activity was held in one of the Computer Rooms, theres Internet, and both Ivan and I played Boxhead! Cooperative of course. Hah, and I kept team-killing him by accident, due to spam firing mah shotgunz! That was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the f-ck?! Who broke my specs, you better own up now!"&lt;br /&gt;"I said own up!!"&lt;br /&gt;-everyone stares dumbfounded-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after recess, and Francis, upon finding out that he's specs were broken, started shouting (and cursing). I found it kind of hilarious actually. School was usual. I did not understand what the teacher was saying in Physics as I did not read up. The Maths teacher could not explain to us properly, leaving all of us confused. Luckily, Kelvin saved our lives. He's supposed to be some triple-science dude but I think Mr-I-urge-you screwed up the whole posting of Sec2s system. Chemistry was challenging, but nothing beyond the capacity of our brains I guess. Okay I admit I had some trouble, but I'm gonna clear my doubts soon. Other than those milestones, everything till school ended was okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...okay until training started. I would consider our Supervised Study time (for all players) as part of training. And Brandon and I left at 4.30pm. We were allowed to leave at 3.30pm, however, it wouldn't really make a difference. Since priority is given to the school players, the coach always allow them to take up like 2 courts or something. Then all the non-school players would have to squeeze in one stupid court. Overkill, too many people. We can only play peacefully, only at like 6pm when almost everyone's gone. It's a friggin waste of time. All we can do is sit down on the chair, and wait. Wait wait wait wait wait. That's why I hate trainings. Sit down, stone for at least 40mins, then check if any courts available. No? Wait somemore. Sibei sian. Just like today. We could only play at 5.30pm. See if the two of us didn't stay in the library like good ol' nerds for an hour more, we'd be wasting almost 2 hours sitting down, wasting our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back home at roughly 6.20-ish. Waited for 960, sweat like cow, got on the bus, squeeze squeeze then alighted at Bugis MRT. MRT was okay. Took all the way to Tampines, and took 29 home. Well I overshot my stop and ended up in Changi Village cause I fell asleep. Hah, when I woke up, I was O_O? So I stupidly alighted at Changi Village, not knowing that the bus will loop, so I had to wait for another bus 29. Then I was kanchiong and hit the bell one stop before the stop I was suppose to alight. I had to walk a very short way to my house. When I came back, I was all flustered up, all sweaty (partly cause I saw my parent's car on the way and wanted to challenge who could reach home faster xP) and so uncomfortable. My parents bought KFC back home and I went to shiz after that.&lt;br /&gt;I am actually very happy at the fact that I can sleep in tomorrow. I usually force myself to wake up at 8, so that I don't need to rush when I get to tuition. And right now, I'm overwhelmed with fatigue and I really have to go sleep. So for now, /vanishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANICE LINK YOU ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-7204716839539484264?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/7204716839539484264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=7204716839539484264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/7204716839539484264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/7204716839539484264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-do-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-1505174694278488164</id><published>2008-03-19T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:13:58.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you think this blog is dead, then you are wrong. Hahaha. Wait was it funny? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My school won FMSS on Monday. 5-0. Yes, it was pretty much a stroll in the park. And I won't use the word 'my team' as I don't feel the team bonding anyway. Anyway, I don't want to expand on that as it will make me sound like some emo-noob. Well, today, we lost to RI. 2-3. Once again it was the line-up's fault. I don't know why but, SJI seems to have no luck in line ups. Seriously, for the past dunno how many competitions, our line up has been slimming our chances of reaching the finals. Since we lost to RI, we have indirectly clinched the bronze (again). I'm confident that SJI will win HCI as their B'div is really not that strong. ACS(I) will once again get the gold medal, which is kinda lame since they win it every year due to their tremendous amount of DSA take-ins. Anyway, I still do respect them...I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and try this game out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeannettevejarano.com/games/tower-defence.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.jeannettevejarano.com/games/tower-defence.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179470026623202146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="273" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA_ExLBUWv8/R-EsjBWos2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/-QoIjFvkkNU/s320/tower+defense+71.bmp" width="357" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's my score. Have fun :D&lt;/span&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/4084564284162320532-1505174694278488164?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/1505174694278488164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=1505174694278488164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/1505174694278488164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/1505174694278488164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-you-think-this-blog-is-dead-then-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA_ExLBUWv8/R-EsjBWos2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/-QoIjFvkkNU/s72-c/tower+defense+71.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-8221190417886685924</id><published>2008-03-12T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:19:22.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Working at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kalling&lt;/span&gt; Squash Centre for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; is actually not bad you know. Overall, I enjoyed the experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;See reaching there took me about 1hour 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; ++. All 6 of us arrived promptly at 2pm yesterday to get things kicking. We put up the scoreboards, and got the mic ready and then we waited for the players to arrive. It was pouring yesterday and there were so many walkovers. Good for us though, since we can finish our time earlier. Basically, my job was to write down the fixtures for the next day, update the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;scoresheets&lt;/span&gt; and some other admin stuff that whoever that was free at that point in time had to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The starting part of the job was okay, since we were actually occupied. However, nearing the half-way point, around 4-5pm, all of us were dead bored. Since the rain slowed down everything, there were delays (even though there were little matches) and all we could do was wait. Even though we had our phones to play with, it was still not enough. But yea we survived it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;...okay I shan't disclose his full name but his surname starts with a H. Basket, he started boasting around asking us who that guy in the picture framed onto the wall was. He is a great player by the way, and he was the son of Mr. H. Then he told us that he is studying in Harvard and he was the President of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SSRA&lt;/span&gt;. What a dog. Arrogant basket. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Noob&lt;/span&gt;. And his handwriting is sh*t. It's those ultra cursive type of handwriting which cannot be read. I can't remember what he wrote on the piece of paper, but it was regarding responsibility and something else. He telling my friend about it actually but I was around and 'joined' in the conversation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;After he finished explaining, we decided to dispose of the piece of paper since it served us no purpose at all since we did not understand it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt;, me and two other guys (Dickson and Joshua) went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kallang&lt;/span&gt;. Josh bought a Milo for $1.80. Since there was free refill in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;, he decided that, after drinking his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt;, he would use the cup and fill it up with the soft drinks. Very funny! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Styrofoam&lt;/span&gt; weren't meant to be used in refilling drinks. Only the normal cups and the small plastic cups. They even had pictures printed on top of the refiller machine thing. I told him to read what the yellow words said. He came back and was like "Oh sh*t! This cup cannot use!!" Made all of us laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow the conversation came to how Mountain Dew or Coke had proteins. Well, Dickson said it by accident. And Joshua had this wth look saying "Since when did Coke have proteins?!". Uber funny. I could barely drink down the 7up in my mouth. If I swallowed, I'd most probably choke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So that was YESTERDAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now today, I FINALLY COMPLETED MY CHINESE TUITION HOMEWORK!! I decided to do it when I woke up (which was around 11am). Then I went to Soup Kitchen. WHOA. WHOA WHOA WHOA. The chicken there was uberlicious and so was the ginger. You know how nice tender, well marinated steamed chicken taste when they are dipped in ginger sauce. They also serve fresh cold cabbages most probably taken out of a cooler or fridge. Put the chicken dipped with ginger on the cabbage and munch. Simple outstanding. I did not really see the menu as my mum othered some set which came with their trademark chicken, kang-kong and fish. If you have a small stomach, I think it'd fit perfectly for you. However, if you have a big stomach, get another ricebowl. Seriously, putting the ginger on your rice isn't half bad. Well, at least I liked it. Hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;How untimely to have to go to the toilet now =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-8221190417886685924?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/8221190417886685924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=8221190417886685924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/8221190417886685924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/8221190417886685924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/03/working-at-kalling-squash-centre-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-7434065978934986317</id><published>2008-03-06T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:19:24.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sec 1. It started when I, don't know for what reason, kicked the glass of the squash court. She insisted that I kicked the hinge (not hard) which by the way, was no where near kicking range, even after I told her the truth that it was just the glass.  I bet she hasn't seen how people play squash before. Like come on, has she ever seen how THICK the glass is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anot&lt;/span&gt; our of her many years in my school. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;puh&lt;/span&gt;-lease. However, since she is a teacher, I shall humble myself and bear with her nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my English teacher did not come. And unfortunately, she came in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lalala&lt;/span&gt;. I've seen how she behaves. It's disgustingly childish. Maybe the 20% of the reason why I say this of her is due to her being unreasonable. But her way of 'funny' = to wtf? Come on, if you say that I have a fetish for rubber bands, then you must be some horny pervert that is totally obsessed with private parts. Every 'joke' she 'cracks' is 90% of the time, based on sexual organs. Guess it gives her an orgasm or something. Who knows. No doubt I must admit that she CAN teach, her...okay nuff' said. Oh and I don't give a **** if you find my blog which you most probably won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-7434065978934986317?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/7434065978934986317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=7434065978934986317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/7434065978934986317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/7434065978934986317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/03/sec-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-5668724435621348317</id><published>2008-03-04T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T04:21:37.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think Mr. Nasi Lemak (you know who -_-) already fled Singapore. Theres a high chance he is either hiding in one of his mate's house or fled the day he escaped the detention room, or else it wouldn't take this long to find our where he is hiding. He was planning to destroy Changi Airport, and if he suceeded, many smart people in Singapore would be lost. By letting him off the hook so easily, its like giving him another chance to bomb. Like...nooooooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelvin. HAHAHAHAHA. I AM LAUGHING SO HARD AT YOU. Well not now, but I was, in class. You were really in like disarray. Note that this is not a personal attack or anything to don't come to school with a knife or chainsaw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just looking through all the pictures I accumulated over the past 3 months or so. Stealing it from forums and such. And now everyone in MSN is dao-ing me. What the - la. I'm so tempted to talk to em'  but the conversation confirm won't last. I'm getting to self-consious I think, like I've been doing something bad or something like that. Whatever, 3G2-4 poons you all flat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have I told you that this is the first time I swam since 2 years. No right? Okay good. The bottomline is, I now suck in swimming. Like totally. The first dive into the water jolted me awake. Not that I was sleeping or anything but it was like wow. I'm getting bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and haha, I just realised that the Mas Selemat saga did NOT reach the front page of CNA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-5668724435621348317?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/5668724435621348317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=5668724435621348317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/5668724435621348317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/5668724435621348317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-6924834980235894084</id><published>2008-02-22T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T06:41:57.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was horrible, stupid, and a total waste of time. I shouldn't be there. Sure I had fun running (&lt;strong&gt;no &lt;/strong&gt;sarcasm), but that was about 30mins out of 4hours. I was active and sweating for 30mins. Now ain't that great? I had to sit down on the friggin' chair like some loner freak, while all the others played. Whether singles, doubles, king or whatever. And I don't know why don't ask me to buy the competition shirts when I'm not even going to be in the team. Make me sprint ONCE up and down the court to reach the ball, and I can feel the pressure in my knee. Actually, I don't think my name is on the round-robin chart, which means that my CCA is gonna adversely disrupt my learning. Why? Cause I have to go support my team at the competitions. It is compulsory, and I don't mind just that -as stated above-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Apart from that, lets see...anything worth blogging about today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Um, canteen food was nice. The Prawn Combo thing was prawnage xD. Wasn't that funny. But it was really really nice. I wonder how that guy earns money. First he has to pay the rent. The price of one set is $2++ (toppings or extra) And he still has to cook the chicken and all those. I doubt it is delivered, cause I saw him making some chicken last time. And it was finger-lickin' good. $2 ONLY. And it beats some $3.50 chicken rice at Banquet or elsewhere. Actually I think its $4 now. =( Why everything so expensive?? Century Square Food Court still owns la I guess. Their Minced Meat Noodles $3.50, BUT VERY NICE. Not to that extent but, its worth buying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My friend gave me this link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCuWeXZi05w&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCuWeXZi05w&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a noob at embbing videos. So you can click it and watch. This guy is a beatboxer, and he's actually very pro. Although he sounds weird at some parts (not to mention disturbing). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and if you can't manage to find Bleach 161, here's the full video. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/videos/v5887856Rxp5XyB8&amp;amp;source=embedVideo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.veoh.com/videos/v5887856Rxp5XyB8&amp;amp;source=embedVideo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Um, I guess thats all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Play Chess at &lt;a href="http://www.chess.com/"&gt;http://www.chess.com/&lt;/a&gt; Play against the computer (Easy mode for those who are not so pro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-6924834980235894084?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/6924834980235894084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=6924834980235894084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/6924834980235894084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/6924834980235894084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-was-horrible-stupid-and-total-waste.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-4666957510138940243</id><published>2008-02-18T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T00:28:47.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Loading...okay done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the second day of my school's common tests. Tomorrow's Geog, the day after tomorrow is Physics and A-Maths, and I haven't eaten my lunch. Well I'm going to eat it now anyway. My Geog teacher is a bore. Everything he teaches is on the textbook. The slides shown were just a summary of the topics. I mean come on, you don't really expect us to learn from your slides don't you? We will all FAIL. Cause one liner answer mean 1 mark. And getting 1 mark out of a possible 5 is like, -_-". I think it's better off that the class studies on their own. He doesn't give us any practices whatsoever. Well, he does actually, but they don't have the answers printed at the bottom. Apart from that, he doesn't even go through the worksheet. So we're left there hanging. Even if I asked him at the end of the period, he would not be able to explain clearly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today he told us what are the possible questions that will come out. A summary of his diagrams would be basically, study all the chapters tested (chap 9-11). Like ?! At leasts spend that time doing something more constructive. But that's not all, he even brought us out to some open area, asking us to close our eyes and what, feel the heat of the sun. Like what was that for?? The only okay thing he thought us was the topographical map. Even so, not really that great his teaching. &gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really should be studying for my Geog now, but hah, give me a few minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-no link- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-4666957510138940243?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/4666957510138940243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=4666957510138940243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/4666957510138940243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/4666957510138940243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/02/loading.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-2880951184786073268</id><published>2008-02-10T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T06:41:20.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't believe I forgot to say Happy CNY!! to everyone. Nevermind. Hey hey, do you play Club Penguin? No? Okay don't ever say the word 'NOOBS' or anything related to that, or this will happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o137/whytemasque/bannedforsayingnoobs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You should make an effort to open it. It's funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha. Well, I wasn't scolding anyone, but I tried to get banned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Eh how do you get banned arh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Um, I don't know, let me try!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-types F-word- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*waits*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-types NOOBS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I got banned 3secs later. Hahahaha. It really was funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I GOT BANNED FOR SAYING NOOBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The CNY week was good. Apart from being away from school, um, there was lo hei to eat. Seriously, I LOVE lo hei. It's a must eat. I also got hooked on Runescape. Please don't laugh, if you play it properly, it is veh fun. Okay I did study, so I'm not qualified as a slacker yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow, the typing seems so slow. Gah, it's a sign that I'm getting boring. Here's a Caturday picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165360747693616402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA_ExLBUWv8/R68MO5cGLRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/38s5IBtPRIw/s320/be+nice+to+kitty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-2880951184786073268?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/2880951184786073268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=2880951184786073268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/2880951184786073268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/2880951184786073268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-cant-believe-i-forgot-to-say-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA_ExLBUWv8/R68MO5cGLRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/38s5IBtPRIw/s72-c/be+nice+to+kitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-953357484116457947</id><published>2008-02-06T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:15:00.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall reserve the Happy Chinese New Year!! for tomorrow. However I'm saying it now just in case I don't have time to blog or anything. I just woke up from a 3hour nap. The funny thing is, normally someone would remember how he or she fell asleep. It was different for me. I can vaguely remember what happened when I touched the bed. Like...nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's fun. I know MOST schools have their CNY celebrations today, some on Monday, and yea. The performance in my school was a total repeat of the previous year la. Especially the one by the erm, dunno who la. But they are still pro. The wushu people were like, swoosh jump slash combo x10 pew pew pew. It's nice. At least it enticed us. The one put up by those UG people (wear army pants), was so lame. It was like, one of the worst things I have ever seen. They were tossing guns to each other, I'm not sure what the exact name is called though. Okay, I must admit that SOME parts were quite cool, how they spun the gun with one hand and threw it to each other. NOT BAD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was sitting at the back of the hall beside a wall, so it's quite shiok in that sense. Was talking with my friend the whole thing. I don't see why some teachers wanna act big and crowd-control everyone even when it is the festive season. Please la, just cut us some slack. Don't be so strict. Those teachers arh...= PHAIL. Seriously la. I'm surprised that there's no principal's message or anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My friend and I were discussing how abalone is the most overated piece of food. One can containing bout' one and a half costs over $40 if you can get them cheap. Some even cost up to $100, which I think is crazy la. I'm not saying that if you eat $100 abalone = you crazy, but it's just over-priced and everything. We also talked about Bleach and many other things. For those who watch the anime, Bleach 157, the Arrancar Enycyclopedia thing was funny! Hahaha. Okok, I shall see you guys tomorrow. Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-953357484116457947?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/953357484116457947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=953357484116457947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/953357484116457947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/953357484116457947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-shall-reserve-happy-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-6950055992688406291</id><published>2008-02-02T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T05:50:16.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After reading many other blogs, I decided to blog too. Okay I know some of my posts are not complete or don't make any sense. The reason behind this is because I get distracted too easily. For example, Tuesdays. After the show 'Maggie &amp;amp; Me' starts, my focus will be diverted to the television. All the way to 9.30 (when the News starts). By then, I will either realise it's too late, I have to chiong homework, or, gah, can't remember anything that happened today already, I shall go sleep. So it explains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now I've got a whole bunch of school stuff I have to worry about. Let me list it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Break down 'To Kill a Mockingbird' Chaps 1-4. Read on to complete the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Do CHINESE tuition homework (bleh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. i) Highlight key points on textbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;    ii) Transfer them into my Geog Notebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;    iii) Study them (like 2 Chapters of !@#$ stuff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Find out how to do stinkin' Maths. Okay it's quite easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Do regular file updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Point 1 and 3 is gonna take me at least a week. I still have other stuff to revise, like Chem and Physics. Dam, I am so dead. At least I learnt some important stuff on Friday. Like how acids have erm, H in them. Very very important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just realised that it's 9.50pm now and I'm supposed to be doing Lit now. So /post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-6950055992688406291?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/6950055992688406291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=6950055992688406291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/6950055992688406291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/6950055992688406291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/02/after-reading-many-other-blogs-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-7638504457796795177</id><published>2008-01-31T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T07:08:27.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like wazzuppp. It's not because I cannot sleep, but because I was up doing my Math homework. What am I talking about? Well, I'm an early sleeper, cause I don't want to have a lousy morning which will eventually lead to a lousy day. However weekends or school holidays are a TOTALLY different story. Oh my MSN pal went offline. Oh well. This will be a short short post so here it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously need to plan what to study tomorrow. I need to ace my Math as I'm aiming for an A. My Chemistry marks will be the, if I'm lucky I'll pass level which is NOT good. Physics is OKAY, but not anywhere close to B3 (so it still sucks). Geography arh, topographical maps are killing me. I mean, I think I can still manage, but I have to prepare notes for myself, and I have not been reading/memorising them. I really have to make use of my weekends. Elect Lit, I HAVEN'T READ THE BOOK FINISH YET. CRAP. That = GG. And I feel a surge of fatigue right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayonara. (sp?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-7638504457796795177?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/7638504457796795177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=7638504457796795177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/7638504457796795177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/7638504457796795177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/like-wazzuppp.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-3183396522654260864</id><published>2008-01-29T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T04:39:04.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks like I'm back online! I shan't talk about anything regarding viruses, cause the last time I talked about it, the virus struck. So I'm like okay whatever. I did some TSG stuff, and re-installed MSN. The re-installing took me some time. Let me tell you more about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was crap, so had to do this and that blahblahblah. So once MSN was uninstalled, I tried to re-install it. I couldn't. They told me that they could not delete the old MSN file. I went to add/remove programs and I saw MSN 7.5 down there. I thought that that was the reason why the file could not be installed. I tried to delete it but it denied me. This will be very longwinded if I continue on, so *presses fast forward button*. Okay, I used Jv2 to delete all the files related to MSN, but it still did not work. I ended up downloading MSN from a different link, and it worked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoohoo right? Umm wait I'm distracted now so cya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-3183396522654260864?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/3183396522654260864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=3183396522654260864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/3183396522654260864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/3183396522654260864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/looks-like-im-back-online-i-shant-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-518261367223004845</id><published>2008-01-28T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T02:52:42.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello everyone!! I know this blog seems so dead and stuff, however I have my reasons. My computer was infected by the MSN virus. I'll tell you more about how I caught it later. So it was infested with a virus, many many trojans if I'm not wrong. Luckily, TSG came to the rescue. Huh? Wth is TSG?! It stands for TechSuppotGuy. I believe it can help you in ANY computer problem you have cause the Tech people there are pro. It's FOC (which means free of charge for those who don't know). READ THE RULES for every section you go. Seriously, they aren't all the same. They are not scammers or tricksters and they really get down to business. So use them if you have any enquires, but for goodness sake, DO NOT abuse them, which.....boils down to READING THE RULES. Alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have this Maths sum infront of me, and today is a school holiday for my school. We did well for the O' levels so it explains. I've been using this day to ONLY complete my Lit assignment so far. Now I'm working on my Math tuition homework which is due only AFTER Chinese New Year. No no, I'm not hardworking. I just think Maths is fun. Yea I know you might think that I'm only Sec 3 and it's only the start of the year, everything is easy, smooth and pretty, but things go tough in June. Oh well, I still &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right, how I got the virus. I think EVERYONE who reads this blog knows how the virus came about, in what form it was disguised in and so on, but I'm really not that stupid. I don't usually fall for this kind of tricks. For the past dunno how many MSN virus encounters. It was most probably due to 3 things. First, I was talking to a trusted friend of mine. Second, I was too happy to take any precautions. Third, I was DUMB. The initial part was really driving me up the wall. The speed was SO snail-ish it took me roughly 30mins to get the computer moving. How 'moving' is defined? 15mins to start up and log into my account, 10mins for it to open IE browsers, other 5mins for random things that irritated me. Oh there it goes again. I should really reinstall MSN. But I'm too lazy to do so. Like I have work and other stuff to worry about. No actually, I should do it now. Brb 15mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------THIS IS NOT A PAGE BREAK---------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And it's installed!! I hope this helps. And it did actually. I've gotten rid of two badass virus files. Darn I can't download the Messenger. Okay will update tomorrow, I gotta handle this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-518261367223004845?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/518261367223004845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=518261367223004845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/518261367223004845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/518261367223004845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-everyone-i-know-this-blog-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-3742895405416994851</id><published>2008-01-22T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:08:47.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm currently drinking a cup of Ice Lemon Tea. It's the leftovers from yesterday. And no I did not pick it up from a rubbish bin. I'm gonna blog about what happened yesterday which made me really pissed off. Okay partly because I was tired and stuff, but still...that idiot was in the wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;As usual, I reached Pasir Ris Interchange at around 7.30pm after my squash training. And I normally take bus 21, 17 or 12 back home. Common sense told me that, since the bus 17 queue was long, the bus will come in a short time. My sense was right. I waited for roughly 7mins (since 10mins seems too long and 5mins seems so short) and the bus came. Now, by the time the bus came, the queue was overflowing okay. The ones that stayed in queue were the smart ones. There will also be this group of people that will be at the side of the queue. They are supposed to wait for the whole row of people to get up the bus before they can get their chance. However, this stupid lady just cramped her fat butt into the queue, or in other words cut queue. Like wtf, please la, don't be such an inconsiderate jerk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;There were two ladies that did that, but at least the second woman did not board the bus and 'steal' someone's well deserved queued up seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the MRT, this dude was LEANING on the holding pole. COME ON. USE A LITTLE MORE COW SENSE. People have to HOLD ON TO THE BAR RIGHT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bleh, I've got work to do so I shall continue later provided I have time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-3742895405416994851?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/3742895405416994851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=3742895405416994851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/3742895405416994851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/3742895405416994851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-currently-drinking-cup-of-ice-lemon.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-3805426421076229629</id><published>2008-01-19T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:25:26.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Scratch n' win. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;. It is a joke. Cause there's this notorious guy in my school that...okay let's just name him R. He has some skin problem and he always scratches his neck. So my friend make up this joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"What kind of contest can R win?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Er...what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Scratch n' win!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"-_-! ROF."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was super funny. And still is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then oh okay, yesterday I went down to the Kallang Squash courts to watch the finals. Omfg, all of them are imba. I watched the Men's finals or something with a friend. He got sick of it eventually cause the two playing had no sportsmanship. Seriously, they are diminishing the name of the sport. There were so many lets and unneccesary strokes, it's all too confusing. Even when player B had a clear open space to hit the ball, or to swing NORMALLY, he asked for a let saying that his swing would hit player A. It would only hit player A IF he chooses to swing excessively. And when they were rallying, B purposely stood close to A so that he could not swing properly. A was being a freak too, just that I couldn't be bothered to remember what they did. All in all, it was still a great match. Their shots were all too accurate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wait I shall go link people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-3805426421076229629?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/3805426421076229629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=3805426421076229629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/3805426421076229629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/3805426421076229629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/scratch-n-win.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-2182283881181565102</id><published>2008-01-18T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T06:18:16.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, I'm not an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. I'm blogging and chatting now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;-- yes its lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I arrived home from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kallang&lt;/span&gt; with a slight conflict which I do not wish to reiterate. I showered, and I felt happier, cause I was refreshed and all ready to go. To go eat my Cheesy Fries and Coleslaw. Such and nice feeling to catch up with my old classmates. I mean, some stuff happened 2years back, and it's all okay now. I mean, normally there will be some sense of awkwardness or have some lame conversation since there is nothing to talk about. But wow, this is really building.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;, the Pepsi still so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PSE&lt;/span&gt; (also known as slack period), we had to come out with this Class Contract thing. Like everyone must abide by the rules and stuff. Then we are supposed to break into groups of 5 and think of at least 5 rules. Then we will accumulate the results and it goes on from there. So many of us came up with all those funny ideas (which were of course not taken into consideration) like : "Do not squish ants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then because we had this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; dude named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jaq&lt;/span&gt;. And the rule was something like "one die all die". Then someone said, "one die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jaq&lt;/span&gt; die". Okay, it may not sound funny but I'm telling you it is. Then, someone suggested a rule : "No dyeing of hair", which was already in the school diary. So it was not considered. However our teacher that was conducting this lesson had her hair dyed blondish black. That type of colour. Then everyone started  criticising her for not following the class rules. And saying that a rule "Teachers should make themselves role models for the students" and all those stuff. Everyone was happy. I read my Yearbook throughout the lesson though. It was indeed a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm so tired. But I still have to read my Lit text. And I just remembered that I have tuition tomorrow and all the random crap. Dam. Oh ya and I wonder why train commuters just step out of the train temporarily, to let those who are way behind that get out instead of trying to squeeze to the left or right . It's not like you will immediately miss the train or your standing position what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would have made me even angrier would be if I had missed the bus 16. We were packed like a can of sardines. I was at the last step. Wow. I wanted to head down to the Kallang Squash Courts around that area, but I took a stop too early. So I had to walk and walk and walk. Then this car went really close to me and accelerated the car. Gave me a shock. But who cares. Eh I'm very very sleepy now. Goodnight. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-2182283881181565102?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/2182283881181565102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=2182283881181565102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/2182283881181565102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/2182283881181565102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-im-not-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-6158584587765333963</id><published>2008-01-17T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T05:18:12.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ell0x everyyonee!! miie lubb tuu twitt lehx! harharx :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't like twit. And my hand got stained by a permanent marker. Haha, it's been there since morning. It was used during Chinese period. The teacher handed it to us to do some newspaper review thing. Eh, the lesson rocked. It was a total waste of time (which was good). We talked a lot, about random stuff. Super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is weak. I've forgotten everything that I'm supposed to blog about. I know a lot of funny stuff happened today, but I can't recall. I only know that I have to read my Lit text. I haven't read the whole book yet cause it was constantly sold out, and I have a Lit essay that I'm supposed to do which is due tomorrow. This is so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See all my paragraphs so short, I will be back with more stuff -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-6158584587765333963?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/6158584587765333963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=6158584587765333963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/6158584587765333963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/6158584587765333963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/ell0x-everyyonee-miie-lubb-tuu-twitt.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-4423342029671451244</id><published>2008-01-12T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T17:34:10.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the thirteenth of January. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a competition today and as much as I would like to blog about the past week, I can't. Cause I've forgotten almost everything that happened. Just that, I squashed till 8 on Friday. But, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cmon&lt;/span&gt;, it's FRIDAY. I love Fridays. Then Saturday comes and I have to go to tuition, then I come back home at around 2, do tuition homework and slack for 45&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; or something. I then proceed to church and came back at 6+ (my sister was in the car). Since my parents had to go to their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cellgroup&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whoopy&lt;/span&gt;! No distractions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Weekends are great when it comes to catching up with homework or the understanding of the topic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. I actually asked my parents to buy some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hokkien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mee&lt;/span&gt;, but they did not buy. Instead they bought some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Portuguese&lt;/span&gt; Egg Tart and Chocolate Cake. Aiyah, if I had known that they wouldn't buy Hokkien Mee, I wouldn't have stayed up till 11+ all tired and stuff. So the egg tart was normal, and I have to message my friend about homework. I just remembered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just did something really bad. And I'm bored of blogging since theres nothing to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-4423342029671451244?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/4423342029671451244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=4423342029671451244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/4423342029671451244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/4423342029671451244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-thirteenth-of-january.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-1707880015608320235</id><published>2008-01-05T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T05:17:04.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What about us? What about everything we've been through? Those sentences were part of a song by the way. It popped into my mind while I was at super-duper-quadruper crowded 'Popular' store. I don't know why. Well yea. Eh, again, don't those inconsiderate shoppers have any common sense? Yes, I know its crowded and stuff, but don't lean on the bookshelf to read. Maybe sit down on the floor or something. And since it's crowded, go with the flow, don't stop it. Or there will be a jam. Especially when you are big. Well, at least I got what I wanted. Hahaha. Luckily I did not sneeze or drop the stuff I was holding. Cause if I did, and with the mucus and...it'll be a disaster. Not very pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I see a few watch parts on the table. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm relieved that for O'levels, it's L1B5 thats counted. Yea I very very noob. I never knew the system anyways. Whoohoo. Lucky. Cause if my Chinese was counted in, I would be a 20+ pointer. Cause Chinese will be F9 or something. Let me see, I just have to ace 6 subjects. And I win liao. K lah, you also win. That would be English, Physics, Chem, Geog, SS/Lit, A/E Maths. SS and Maths I GG. I must have a good teacher for SS then can. Cause History I only passed History one time, for the past two years. Since SS and History require the same skills in answering, I die. I can never answer well. I don't even know how to answer properly. History hates me and I hate History. We are destined. But I still secretly want an A for SS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Maths arh, I hope its not on it's way to GG-ness. Cause, I think I'm on my own now. No one at home can help me. Except my Dad, but his always busy and stuff. Maybe...yea, but my teacher is always best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I suddenly feel a surge of happiness. I have this cup of large Ice Tea (from Mac) in front of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm drinking it. It is refreshing. I have nothing else to blog about so, goodbye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the picture can be seen on top of this page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-1707880015608320235?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/1707880015608320235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=1707880015608320235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/1707880015608320235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/1707880015608320235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-about-us-what-about-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-5572302254126875005</id><published>2008-01-04T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T05:17:01.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'm so kawaii w0rhx.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;MY FREAKIN FOOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm waiting for the heater to warm up. Since my mum specifically said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Lester, on the heater. It's a very cold day. On the heater for awhile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gah, I just came back from training. Squash training, to be precise, and I feel so dirty and smelly and =(. I'm surprised that I'm able to stretch far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-10mins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay okay back from shower. And I'm am eating my dinner. JEALOUS? It's Char Kuay Teow, so yea. The Loyang Point one by the way. Mmmm, so nice! Anyway, back to squash. I think being tall actually serves as an advantage leh. I thought it was my footwork that was lousy, therefore yea, I can't pick the ball. My knee ain't giving any problems now (hurray!!), but I do need to continue taking that vitamin thing. I feel very high now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Chem teacher is the author of the GCE O'level 'Chemistry Matters' book. So cool right? Yea I know. He is a grandpa. But thats the funny thing about him. He cracks jokes or does funny actions that make everyone laugh, without him knowing it. The way he teaches is imba. Very detailed, very fun. And, his notes are valuable. Can't wait for his lessons. Whoot. Oh and he can actually get excited while teaching. Very funny. he moves so fast and wah, very hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and veh funny today. During Lit (our text is 'To Kill a Mockingbird), the teacher was talking about sterotypes. Cause, the story (which I haven't read) has something to do with the blacks and the whites, then they not happy blahblah so fight. And dunno what. So we were talking about how people that have lousy jobs or are in good/bad schools are always stereotyped. So, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teacher "So what do you think of the girls from RGS?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Student1 "Aiyah they very bad attitude one. Cause when they are wearing a jacket that is wet or something, they just brush it against our shirts (due to the bus crowd)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teacher "Oh really arh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Student2 "Really meh? No la, is you ugly that's why"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Roflmao. So funny. I don't think it's true la. Alamak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hate those inconsiderate beaches that blast funny funny music in trains or whatever. So friggin irritating. All their rock songs la that anyhow bang the drums and spam hit the guitar. On to full volume somemore. Man, don't they have any shame or something? Ooo, I'm off to my work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-5572302254126875005?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/5572302254126875005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=5572302254126875005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/5572302254126875005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/5572302254126875005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-im-so-kawaii-w0rhx.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-2311319023219384593</id><published>2008-01-03T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T05:16:59.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I take pity on that Deal or No Deal player (Singapore) who could've won 250k. He dealed at 66k (fantastic!), but could win more la! Nevermind, if I were him, I would have done the same. Cause the only amounts left were 10, 250 and 250,000. Very very zhai (or zai). Risky at the start, totally wasted at the end. His first case contained 250k leh! I think he is the first player to do that. Whoot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, I just realised that I was assigned Maths Holiday Homework. I mean, they did give the whole Sec 2 cohort was given this piece of paper, and I thought that it was the online homework. I was wrong. Now I'm chionging. Bwahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And, Halloween : Ressurection is showing now. It's a friggin, -_- show. And I have to go sleep. Bleh. The picture above CAN be seen if you ain't seeing it, just for your info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-2311319023219384593?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/2311319023219384593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=2311319023219384593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/2311319023219384593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/2311319023219384593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-take-pity-on-that-deal-or-no-deal.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084564284162320532.post-4727609011805724884</id><published>2008-01-03T04:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T04:19:30.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo, testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084564284162320532-4727609011805724884?l=whitebankai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/feeds/4727609011805724884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084564284162320532&amp;postID=4727609011805724884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/4727609011805724884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084564284162320532/posts/default/4727609011805724884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitebankai.blogspot.com/2008/01/yo-testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Whyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17670936792489133384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
