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term='kugyuu'/><title type='text'>SEKAIII DE ICHIBAN OHIME SAMA</title><subtitle type='html'>CHERILYN IS NO. 1 PRINCESS</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-8844467643003328607</id><published>2010-05-09T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T02:35:09.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><title type='text'>Duty</title><content type='html'>It's past 12am and a call comes in: "SCT Darrell Neo has to report to camp for CDT duty at 7.15am later today". It also happens to be Mother's Day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you mum, and I wish to spend Mother's Day with you, especially since dad and sis are overseas, but your dear son has to serve the nation by sitting beside a phone in his company office because some other cadet decides that it sure is convenient to report sick on their duty day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me so much of the guard duty on my sister's birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8844467643003328607?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8844467643003328607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8844467643003328607' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8844467643003328607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8844467643003328607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2010/05/duty.html' title='Duty'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-3309079580600130494</id><published>2010-03-14T17:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:52:05.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><title type='text'>Miss you much</title><content type='html'>Here marks the end of an amazing week, amazing because it is so eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field camp was from Monday to Friday, where everyone got to do fun stuff all day long. The days were spent learning about outfield, prowling around in the jungle trails in tactical formation, crawling in mud, keeping a look out for Wild Boars and Artillery Strikes, sleeping in basha tents, digging a shellscrape coffin and sleeping in it, sleeping cowboy out in the open, getting my rifled stunned by my PC, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And coming back from all that, on Saturday we were given the privilege of attempting our second IPPT, which I thankfully managed to scrape a pass by just meeting the bare minimum mark for pull-ups and SBJ. No more Remedial Training YESSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was also book out day, and I went to eat delicious Japanese food at Tampines 1, and after that spent 6 hours of quality time cycling with my siblings from 8.30pm to 2.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent watching an entertaining movie adaptation of Kaiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a rather pleasant week. I am happy =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3309079580600130494?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3309079580600130494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3309079580600130494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3309079580600130494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3309079580600130494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2010/03/miss-you-much.html' title='Miss you much'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4389607599942324968</id><published>2010-03-05T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T15:59:34.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NS'/><title type='text'>Flu</title><content type='html'>Life kinda sucks right now, it's my last book out before field camp and I have this terrible flu that stole away my sense of taste. I literally cannot taste anything at all - drinking milk feels exactly like drinking chilled water. That also means that it's quite pointless for me to eat comfort food or fast food. There goes my plans to feast before field camp. O wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4389607599942324968?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4389607599942324968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4389607599942324968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4389607599942324968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4389607599942324968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2010/03/flu.html' title='Flu'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-6731474551527041670</id><published>2010-02-16T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T02:53:32.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NS'/><title type='text'>National Service - Basic Military Training</title><content type='html'>BMT is funny. It is the only place I know of where bearing refers to how one is dressed (e.g. Shirts tucked in) while dressing refers aligning oneself by checking his bearing or relative position to other members of the platoon.&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&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/2704382647744310334-6731474551527041670?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/6731474551527041670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=6731474551527041670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6731474551527041670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6731474551527041670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2010/02/national-service-basic-military.html' title='National Service - Basic Military Training'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8063133345796035394</id><published>2010-02-04T20:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:49:34.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving on from the experience of a lifetime that was IB, we slowly head towards the future and adulthood. In Singapore, all male citizens and PRs are required by the Law to attend a period of National Service (lasting about 1 year 10 months) once they reach their teens, where they turn Boys into Men. I'll begin to fufill my duties as a National Serviceman starting this Saturday. As a memento before I go in, here's a picture of us before we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/S2rbLaE3rBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4HlDkOB_CWE/s1600-h/SAM_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/S2rbLaE3rBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4HlDkOB_CWE/s400/SAM_0721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434396889400716306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ocean's Twelve&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/2704382647744310334-8063133345796035394?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8063133345796035394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8063133345796035394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8063133345796035394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8063133345796035394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2010/02/moving-on.html' title='Moving On...'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/S2rbLaE3rBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4HlDkOB_CWE/s72-c/SAM_0721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-3972784216113028887</id><published>2010-01-07T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:17:44.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results Part 2</title><content type='html'>And so option 2) becomes reality, and the nice number written on the certificate given to me today is the innocuous looking 4 followed by 2, otherwise seen as 42. Yay! But I'm still half a point below the average of 2007's 4.9 class. Now you get an idea of how imba that class is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3972784216113028887?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3972784216113028887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3972784216113028887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3972784216113028887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3972784216113028887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2010/01/results-part-2.html' title='Results Part 2'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-1888154087155004727</id><published>2010-01-06T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T01:45:39.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results'/><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>The last results I'll receive for quite some time. The way I see it, only one of three options may happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I get &lt;38 points, o wells I got what I deserved for putting in so little effort for such an important event&lt;br /&gt;2) I get 38-42 points, hrmm not bad, though I would still be considered quite an inferior person paper-academically as compared to the peers I have been with over the past 6 years&lt;br /&gt;3) I get &gt;42 points, whoa dneo the lucksack strikes again, damn I love it when such things happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, considering all possibilities, 1) has a 20% chance of happening, 2) has a 70% chance of happening, 3) has a 10% chance of happening. So mathematically speaking, that means I am only twice as likely to flunk my IB compared to spectacularly flying colours it. Not bad odds I would say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-1888154087155004727?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/1888154087155004727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=1888154087155004727' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1888154087155004727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1888154087155004727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2010/01/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-230096065904011714</id><published>2009-12-21T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:42:00.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>No I'm not. I'm off again. Cya in a week's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-230096065904011714?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/230096065904011714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=230096065904011714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/230096065904011714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/230096065904011714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4066434375564762978</id><published>2009-12-11T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:08:30.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Leaving... on a jet plane</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving on a jet plane tonight to the land of awesome aka Japan. I shall be uncontactable for the next week or so, if anyone has any burning desire to contact me... Well you can't. Just email me lol and I'll see if I can check. Cya in a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4pm and I haven't packed my bags. O wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord have mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, rock you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4066434375564762978?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4066434375564762978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4066434375564762978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4066434375564762978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4066434375564762978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/12/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving... on a jet plane'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8255064098155998066</id><published>2009-12-05T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:44:10.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Hai Guys I've been quite the busy after IB is over, busy having nightmares about IB not being over that is. So here's an announcement to anyone who is looking for popular me during the hols in December:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be away in Japan from 11th Dec to 20th Dec, dropping by Tokyo abit, but mostly going Hokkaido with my family, aunt, uncle and cousins to ski. Anyone looking for stuff in Japan that's easy to find in Japan and easy to transport back, please just send me a list of what you want, and I'll see what I can do. Chances of you getting what you want is about 20%, but hey, there's still a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I'll be dropping by said aunt's house in Shanghai from 21st Dec to 28th Dec. And that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just got a new compact camera so I should be taking many pics of the snowy whiteness overseas. Yay. The 'Travels of Kagami' may also continue. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I'll be away from the country from 11th - 28th Dec. Yea so don't bother looking for me, cause you won't find me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8255064098155998066?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8255064098155998066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8255064098155998066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8255064098155998066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8255064098155998066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/12/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-6087401286481678957</id><published>2009-11-23T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:12:06.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night</title><content type='html'>In less than 24 hour's time it would be my first (and last) prom night. Let's make this a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have been quite busy over the last few days with lot's of stuff planned out. If my 'diary of stuff planned for the period of time between end of IB and results of IB' is right, I will have something on everyday till the 5th of Dec, with only the 3rd of Dec free. Guys, so hurry book a slot with busy me if you have anything on. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-6087401286481678957?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/6087401286481678957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=6087401286481678957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6087401286481678957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6087401286481678957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/prom-night.html' title='Prom Night'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-15836330466314508</id><published>2009-11-18T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:54:14.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><title type='text'>Of Uniforms and Uniform Distributions</title><content type='html'>This will be the last day of my life where I get to officially wear my school's uniform for a proper reason, not counting the day of release of exam results where I'll (hopefully) get to walk on stage in my home attire. I don't know what other people's sentiments towards the school uniform are, but mine are simple and few - It doesn't look half bad, It is comfortable, It is slightly troublesome in regards to arcade-going/lanning/going to undesirable places where little schoolboys aren't allowed and I like the tie. That just about sums it up and yet ends another (and one of the last) chapter of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of uniforms, I know ALL about uniform distributions yay. That's because it's going to be tested for today's Mathematics &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stats&lt;/span&gt; HL Paper 3, and I know everything about any topic that will be tested for an upcoming paper (upcoming meaning in 16 hours). For all those people out there who don't see any useful application of such topics of math in our future lives, here's one undeniable case example to prove their effectiveness: You... get a head start when learning about mathematics statistics in university. An example would be my sister, who is currently enrolled in some course in SMU (not to be confused with lovely Amu) studying business. She has to take a (probably core) module called mathematics statistics, and it is exactly what we are learning now. So if you want to slack later in your university life, you can start studying now and then you can slack all the way through that one course of university. Isn't it fun? It is so useful to learn about such stuff in Junior College just so that we can learn it again in university.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-15836330466314508?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/15836330466314508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=15836330466314508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/15836330466314508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/15836330466314508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/of-uniforms-and-uniform-distributions.html' title='Of Uniforms and Uniform Distributions'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8146414530627385143</id><published>2009-11-17T18:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:58:35.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><title type='text'>Joy of Studying</title><content type='html'>1 Paper/Subject/Day left - There's one marble left in my container, it goes away tomorrow. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NEIEOB5KRYU"&gt;Yattearuyo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally experienced it - the elusive feeling known as joy from studying. Studying is a boring tedious process which students go through because they have to, and this holds true for me most of the time. However, there comes a time when one can appreciate the knowledge gained from mugging, and view mugging not as a chore but as a fun experience instead. Actually this may not be true, because I was really really tired when I was last minute mugging at 12.30am - 2.30am, and since I had to mug everything anyway, there is the possibility that I brainwashed myself into believing that mugging is fun. Anyways, it's not too late for this realization, and now that I'm no stranger to the joys of studying, maybe this will prove useful for university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of time to pass at home after today's morning paper, so I went to watch shoujo anime shows for fun XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3200000/Utau-Amu-shugo-chara-3298764-640-581.jpg"&gt;Amu&lt;/a&gt; from Shugo Chara is, as I expected, very cute &lt;3.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://anidb.net/perl-bin/animedb.pl?show=anime&amp;amp;aid=6966"&gt;Yumeiro Patissiere&lt;/a&gt; is a typical shoujo show with lots of pink everywhere!, magical fairies, hearts, roses, strawberries and big sparkly eyes!~ (and bishounens but who cares about those things anyway?). It is also about subarashii cakey and subarashii sense of taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with so many plus points it would inevitably lack in other departments, and here's one such case of bad logic:&lt;br /&gt;*Mama whips out a golf club and addresses Papa* - "I found this under your bed when I was cleaning your room this morning! You keep buying golf clubs despite being so bad at it... Yet you still intend to refuse [your daughter's request to transfer to a culinary school]?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I don't see the logical flow of the argument, if you do, please enlighten me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8146414530627385143?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8146414530627385143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8146414530627385143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8146414530627385143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8146414530627385143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-of-studying.html' title='Joy of Studying'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-3686389596780909373</id><published>2009-11-16T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:24:48.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haha'/><title type='text'>Time is relative - it passes faster during exams</title><content type='html'>*Timestamp* Sunday, 15th November 2009, 10pm - 64 hours to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 papers of 2 subjects in 2 days - it has finally come down to this. The numbers are aligned! Oh noes, and they'll continue to be aligned till to 1p 1s 1d (which is 7 in binary) and to 0p 0s 0d (which is.. 0 in binary, no shit). Then the world will be destroyed and I will go to the movie theatres to watch that happening in the blockbuster movie called 2012. Okayy guys let's do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why does everyone think I'm so owning, I think you make me look good" - The sister hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is where I go "Keikaku Doori". (For any english commentary writing student out there, this would be a good time to focus on the literary devices of juxtaposition and contrast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Timestamp* Monday, 16th November 2009, 11pm - 39 hours to go o_O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the freak, how do you expect me to know that the earth's age?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you know that the dinosaurs lived hundreds of millions of years ago."&lt;br /&gt;"But, but, the earth is not a dinosaur... =( "&lt;br /&gt;".................... *speechless* ...................."&lt;br /&gt;"XD "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Timestamp* Monday, 16th November 2009, 11.30pm - 38.5 hours to go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3686389596780909373?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3686389596780909373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3686389596780909373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3686389596780909373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3686389596780909373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-is-relative-it-passes-faster.html' title='Time is relative - it passes faster during exams'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8673757524158359484</id><published>2009-11-15T15:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:10:59.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>Physics Notes and Jokes</title><content type='html'>Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Albedo is the ratio of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reflected&lt;/span&gt; to incident light. Albedo is for earth is about 0.3 &lt;-- this means earth is a selfish thingyobject than only releases about 30% of the light it kopes from the sun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alt Codes are fun!~:&lt;br /&gt;(Physics related) ° - 0176      ± - 0177      ² - 0178      ³ - 0179&lt;br /&gt;(Copyright related) © - 0169     ® - 0174     ™ - 0153&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Jokes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have finally found out why my power level is so low - Power is defined as rate of doing work. Then begs the next question, why is SZ's gaming power level so high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outline an appropriate use for photovoltaic cells - To operate solar powered torch lights &lt;-- Marked wrong, cause the next thing you know there'll be wind powered fans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was reading wiki on eV (Electron Volt), then 1 eV = 1.60×10&lt;sup&gt;−19&lt;/sup&gt; J or 1 eV/&lt;a href="http://lunaticviolin.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/amu3.jpg" title="Amu"&gt;amu&lt;/a&gt; is 96.5 MJ/kg. Click on amu plz XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8673757524158359484?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8673757524158359484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8673757524158359484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8673757524158359484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8673757524158359484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/physics-notes-and-jokes.html' title='Physics Notes and Jokes'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4962498723087217131</id><published>2009-11-14T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:55:35.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>And the exams are three-quarters past</title><content type='html'>Day 13 - 4p 2s (3d) 4d - Tiem to start on Physics mugging, jya minna ikuyo yaa~ to~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was packing up my physics notes and had a great discovery, I only had notes for half the syllabus OH NOES! So I rummaged through under my table (which I haven't touched in about a year) and found last year's physics notes all nicely in a file. Yes! Then I found the chemistry IA file (oh i actually had one, didn't know that) along with... the 'book of imba' otherwise known as the Tim Kirk Physics IB Study Guide book which I remembered buying but forgot where I put it. Okay so I now have slightly more than a day's worth of time to read through the entire IB Physics HL syllabus. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and something amusing happened today. My dad was watching the hokkien drama serial that lasts forever, then (spoilers!) the chairman of the company in the show died, so one of the other main characters of the show was plotting to take over it. Cue rain scene and a soliloquy by the plotting dude in front of the company office, when... lightning struck the tree beside him as he laughed at the heavens for being unfair to him. Just at that moment, the tv screen went blank &lt;strike&gt; and the screen was filled with white noise and sadako crawled out&lt;/strike&gt; and 'Signal unavailable' flashed across the screen. Lol the lightning really struck the tv and stopped the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - 4p 2s (3d) 5d - Woke up at 3pm yesterday (Friday), slept from 9pm to 10.45am today (Saturday) and slacked whole (remaining of the) day whee!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come out with a great plan to defeat the extended length of the IB exams period. Because it is quite of a hassle to just sit around and twiddle your thumbs, cause your thumbs will get sore and you won't be able to write properly for the exams, you should just sleep early and wake up late, thereby reducing the amount of awake hours to spend. Or you could sleep normally and spend some of your awake hours slacking, whichever suits you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - 4p 2s (3d) 6d - I have the same level of confidence for English A1 SL Paper 2 as the first paper, so that is sort of a good thing. Well it's good knowing that you wrote your best piece for the exam that actually matters, but it's not really nice knowing that your peers' power level of writing is still quite abit higher than yours. Yay, English A1 is totally-gone!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to slack for the first time since the start of the exams period. So fun. And some people with certain subject combinations finished their whole IB experience yesterday on their 10th day, which isn't really fair. But then again I shouldn't be complaining cause the Bio people have to wait 6 days to take their last paper lasting a grand total of 1 hour and 4 questions. At least I got my Physics to study to take up my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4962498723087217131?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4962498723087217131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4962498723087217131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4962498723087217131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4962498723087217131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-exams-are-three-quarters-past.html' title='And the exams are three-quarters past'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-2044714762144829382</id><published>2009-11-11T10:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:14:15.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the exams are more than half-past</title><content type='html'>Day 10 - 5p 3s (4d) 7d - To whoever who asks how I did for English A1 SL Paper 1, my reply is that I did better than usual. (Note: I usually get 11-13 out of 25, so ya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English A1 is half-gone!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - 6p 3s (5d) 8d - Another day, another conversation worth recording, and finally it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what have you been doing these days?"&lt;br /&gt;"Waiting for IB exams to end"&lt;br /&gt;"Lol, so just sit back, twiddle your thumbs, and wait for the days to pass?"&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - 6p 3s (5d) 9d - Another paper down, another subject down. End of Econs!&lt;br /&gt;As a friend puts it - the burning/tearing up of notes: How can we bear to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking News - Japan to harvest solar energy from space&lt;br /&gt;This is how to do it the japanese way:&lt;br /&gt;1) Gather a few of your country's top companies, e.g. Mitsubushi Electric, NEC, Fujitsu, Sharp.&lt;br /&gt;2) Set a deadline, e.g. 2030.&lt;br /&gt;3) Ask companies to build hugeass floating photovoltaic dishes by deadline.&lt;br /&gt;4) Send hugeass floating dishes into space by deadline too.&lt;br /&gt;5) Collect power from the sun with hugeass floating dishes...&lt;br /&gt;6) Charge up!...&lt;br /&gt;7) Pew lazers downs onto earth!&lt;br /&gt;8) ???&lt;br /&gt;9) Profit!&lt;br /&gt;10) It's really true lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - 7p 4s (6d) 10d - I've learnt so much from reading the Econs notes (for the first time lol), such as finally understanding topic 4 (it wasn't so hard after all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Government failure&lt;/b&gt; (or &lt;b&gt;non-market failure&lt;/b&gt;) is the public sector analogy to market failure and occurs when a government intervention causes a more inefficient allocation of goods and resources than would occur without that intervention. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - 7p 4s (6d) 11d - Have been slacking whee... (you can see by the lack of updates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;(Will edit it when I come back, because people from Bedok have to leave for exams now)&lt;/strike&gt;(Edited)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-2044714762144829382?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/2044714762144829382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=2044714762144829382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2044714762144829382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2044714762144829382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-exams-are-more-than-half-past.html' title='And the exams are more than half-past'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-3931820021875846482</id><published>2009-11-07T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:21:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>7p 4s (6d) 12d - I'm still getting used to the feeling that one subject is OVER and totally done with. So this marks the conclusion of four plus two years of studying a subject, though the real conclusion is when results are out in two month's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, taking two papers yesterday wasn't as bad as I imagined, though I could have done somewhat better for math (read: better time management). Ahh well must look forward and not ruminate over the past, only 12 more days to go!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the game Clockwords is fun. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3931820021875846482?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3931820021875846482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3931820021875846482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3931820021875846482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3931820021875846482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-6681325125509458633</id><published>2009-11-06T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T01:23:00.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>9p 4s 13d - Slowly chipping away at the 'p's and 'd's. Who wants to invade Russia? Ahh vectors coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have eyes in the front of our head. We have fingernails. We have eyes, teeth and long legs. We have evolved so that we could chase down smaller, stupider creatures, kill them and eat them." -Chef Anthony Bourdain defending eating meat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-6681325125509458633?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/6681325125509458633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=6681325125509458633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6681325125509458633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6681325125509458633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4614673144671292632</id><published>2009-11-05T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:41:50.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>10p 4s 14d - That's one subject down and four more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alternating morning and afternoon exam timetable is quite lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4614673144671292632?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4614673144671292632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4614673144671292632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4614673144671292632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4614673144671292632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-6453856759087730689</id><published>2009-11-04T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:16:47.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>5s 11p 15d - No need to care much about atomic orbitals and subshells anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;What's up for today&lt;br /&gt;is MAC Furganics, damn I&lt;br /&gt;hate morning papers&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I have a chance of doing better for paper 2 than paper 1 for a science subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it can be 7 tiem now for chem plees?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-6453856759087730689?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/6453856759087730689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=6453856759087730689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6453856759087730689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6453856759087730689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-385061075369776802</id><published>2009-11-03T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:42:25.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5s 13p 16d - Selenium with an 's' electron running away to be with his 'p' friends, and the whole 4th subshell having a huge party at 'd'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon papers provide&lt;br /&gt;the perfect breeding ground for&lt;br /&gt;butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my butterflies are&lt;br /&gt;well fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I couldn't sleep well last night, you know something is up when me of all people can't sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2704382647744310334-385061075369776802?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/385061075369776802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=385061075369776802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/385061075369776802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/385061075369776802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-3273384929945801522</id><published>2009-11-02T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:18:48.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><title type='text'>開始</title><content type='html'>And so it begins... Even the sky is crying for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3273384929945801522?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3273384929945801522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3273384929945801522' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3273384929945801522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3273384929945801522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='開始'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-4601915392119904149</id><published>2009-08-16T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:26:16.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computers'/><title type='text'>Follow-up</title><content type='html'>And so the day passes, and my external hard disk digital storage capacity has just increased from 320+500+640=1460 to 2960 o_O. Let's see how long I take to fill this baby up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim Lim Square was fun, it's always fun to go there if you have a clear objective of what you want to buy, and you have clear means (read: enough cash) to achieve your objective. So in an hour or two, the haul was a 22inch monitor, printer ink, and a new 1.5tb hard disk. More on each article of purchase will be said below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hardly any cutthroat competition in SLS with regards to computer monitors. This is because there are only a few standard brands, and it's some damn hugeass piece of equipment that only certain shops can stock. Then the original manufacturer probably also set a price for it to be sold at, so no one bothers to vary the retailing price. Checking with 3-5 shops, what I found was that --- the brands, the models, the advertisements, the freebies and most importantly the price &lt;-- everything is the same between shops. So i decided to go for the shop that is most convenient and looks least dodgy. They gave me a slight discount cause I paid cash, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a powerful feeling, knowing that you have money and soon will not have that money, but in its place you'll have some item that would be worth that amount of money, while the item's utility will be much higher than whatever amount of money you have, if you do not consider opportunity costs and how many plates of chicken rice (I don't know why, but I used to use this as a reference to everything I buy) you can get with that amount of money (or how many months Jesmagicaltrevormond can survive on that money back in his hometown if he uses $5 a month =D). In other words, retail therapy is powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back home and setting it up, I realized that with the new DVI cable (that came freeee), my resolution possibilities have just reached new heights, and I was happy to see the iddle widdle icons being so tiny, and having to move my mouse so freaking far to reach the top right hand of the screen after clicking stuff on the btm left hand of the screen... etc. Until my dad woke up and said the stuff were too freaking small and I changed it back to what it was on the old screen, except that there is a little more space at the sides. O wells it's still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note: Anyone looking for a 17 inch LCD monitor, the squarish kind, that is fully functional except for slightly irritating horizontal bands of light and dark flowing down the screen? To elaborate on the slight defect... Imagine setting brightness at 40%, and setting brightness at 70%. Then imagine dividing the screen into 2cm thick horizontal bands, then imagine every other band being at 40% brightness, and the rest at 70% brightness. Then imagine this thing "flowing" down the screen at a speed of about 3cm a second... Okay lol, irritating but bearable, but now that its gone it does not need to be beared anymore! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for printer inks, its really highly amusing when you go to a shop in singapore, and ask "Hey, I got canon MP145 printer and I need ink, do you have original ink?" and the person's immediately response is "No". Only at sim lim square do you get shops that do NOT stock original ink and stuff (actually there's this shop at my neighbourhood who also doesnt stock original ink but o wells). So I bought 4 bottles (with 1 bottle freeeee) of dubious ink refill, which comes with complementary syringes and long metal pointy parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home and after figuring how to do-it-yourself refill printer ink, I have come away with these few insights/stuff/reflections:&lt;br /&gt;1. After spending 20 mins playing with syringes and getting ink all over my fingers, I feel:&lt;br /&gt;  a) Like a druggie clearing evidence while washing the syringes&lt;br /&gt;  b) Like I have just voted for some random election cause I have UNREMOVABLE ink all over my fingers (because I didnt wash the ink away in time... ), people who read this blog and see my tmr or anytime in the next week can gimme a high-five.&lt;br /&gt;2. When wanting to get more ink, you can either:&lt;br /&gt;  a) Spend $30 and get original ink&lt;br /&gt;  b) Spend $10 and get someone to refill your ink for you (one use only)&lt;br /&gt;  c) Spend $10 and get to refill your ink yourself for the next year or so, assuming your printer does not explode from your shoddy workmanship&lt;br /&gt;Note: Please choose wisely when considering option c.&lt;br /&gt;3. Please ensure that any pets, especially dogs, stay FAR FAR away from you as you meddle with ink. Don't worry nothing much happened to my dog while I was refilling the ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for hdd, 1.5tb is effectively 1.36tb... YOU BUGGERS CHEATED ME OF 140gigs of goodness =( (actually I knew this would happen but it's cathartic to complain about stuff)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4601915392119904149?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4601915392119904149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4601915392119904149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4601915392119904149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4601915392119904149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/08/follow-up.html' title='Follow-up'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-7647134123556680394</id><published>2009-08-15T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:05:29.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slack'/><title type='text'>Life is good</title><content type='html'>Had a good night's (and morning's and afternoon's) sleep till 3+pm today, then slacked the whole day. Was suppose to go out to STGCC but o wells, camping at home is fun. Spent the day catching up on anime from Summer 2009 and more - Umi monogatari ep 1 is boring, princess lover is awesome, sengoku basara (not from summer 09 but included) is too owning, DOGS ova has nice style. Parents are now coming back home with my dinner consisting of Macs (the cancer food) including seaweed shaker fries yay. There is hardly any stress from school now that tok ee wl ioc is over. Tmr I'll be going out to get new monitor (cause old one has alternating bands of light and darker areas flowing down the screen) and new hdd (4th in the series of 320, 500, 640 and now 1tb). Yay life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-7647134123556680394?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/7647134123556680394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=7647134123556680394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7647134123556680394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7647134123556680394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4952480422285079498</id><published>2009-07-30T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:48:44.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ffffff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azaka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moe'/><title type='text'>ffffffffffffff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/3808/azakaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/3808/azakaaa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how all the people watching the show in cinema contained themselves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4952480422285079498?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4952480422285079498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4952480422285079498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4952480422285079498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4952480422285079498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/07/ffffffffffffff.html' title='ffffffffffffff'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-2433233699036568028</id><published>2009-07-21T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:50:20.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><title type='text'>lol results</title><content type='html'>in effort:result ratio i am actually the lowest, ppl like sz get 25 but they don't study at all lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news faylan is hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_91zwaVkZkFg/SmXVX3t9QrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c4h_nsd6alw/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_91zwaVkZkFg/SmXVX3t9QrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c4h_nsd6alw/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360925537524859570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///E:/%5BLonE%5D_Faylan_-_TV_Animation_CANAAN_Opening_Theme_Single_-_mind_as_Judgment_%5Bw_scans%5D_%28mp3%29/%5BLonE%5D_Faylan_-_TV_Animation_CANAAN_Opening_Theme_Single_-_mind_as_Judgment_%5Bw_scans%5D_%28mp3%29/Scans/04.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-2433233699036568028?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/2433233699036568028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=2433233699036568028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2433233699036568028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2433233699036568028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-results.html' title='lol results'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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/_91zwaVkZkFg/SmXVX3t9QrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c4h_nsd6alw/s72-c/04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-4145550943445980947</id><published>2009-07-19T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:14:53.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma Watson and the Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>+ DUMBLEDORE'S FIRESTORM OF WIN AND LEETSAUCE&lt;br /&gt;+ Emma Watson&lt;br /&gt;+ That dress&lt;br /&gt;+ That hair&lt;br /&gt;+ Evanna Lynch&lt;br /&gt;+ Also her clothing for entirely different reasons&lt;br /&gt;+ Also that hair&lt;br /&gt;+ Ginny (the character, because I'm a sucker for stuff like that)&lt;br /&gt;+ random extra jokes they threw in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ending was a bit meh&lt;br /&gt;- No funeral?&lt;br /&gt;- Not enough Evanna Lynch&lt;br /&gt;- They cut out a whole Quidditch match with her commentary? Sucks&lt;br /&gt;------ SPOILT LITTLE KID NEXT TO ME WHO RUINED TENSION AND HAD TO ATTENTIONWHORE THE WHOLE MOVIE COZ HIS IDIOT PARENTS EVIDENTLY DON'T KNOW HOW TO RAISE A CHILD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rantrantrant IF UNABLE TO SIT STILL AND KEEP QUIET CHILDREN SHOULD NOT BE BROUGHT INTO MOVIES KTHNXBAI NO I DON'T CARE THAT IT'S A FAMILY THING, BUY THE DVDS, THE KID OBVIOUSLY ISN'T GOING TO CARE ABOUT THE PLOT ANYWAY, WATCH ICE AGE OR SOMETHING DON'T COME BOTHER ME rantrantrant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrr fuckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall not let that detract from my enjoyment of rereading the 6th and 7th books in 1 shot in 1 day whee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4145550943445980947?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4145550943445980947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4145550943445980947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4145550943445980947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4145550943445980947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/07/emma-watson-and-harry-potter.html' title='Emma Watson and the Harry Potter'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-8548620808279592497</id><published>2009-07-15T03:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:30:34.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup exams are over&lt;br /&gt;Sup I got PES A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so anyway Wikipedia + TVTropes is still a combination of the greatest ever way to waste your time, like seriously this is some sort of weapon of mass destruction, the deadliest ever @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also whoever decided to make a file to play back an entire season of anime with the OP followed by 13 straight eps then ED is a genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf it's 3.30am T_T oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_91zwaVkZkFg/Slzcx2jjb1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/jgTze-rV1qQ/s1600-h/6192ea16441c2cc00cb6e6113daef544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_91zwaVkZkFg/Slzcx2jjb1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/jgTze-rV1qQ/s200/6192ea16441c2cc00cb6e6113daef544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358400405680385874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8548620808279592497?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8548620808279592497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8548620808279592497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8548620808279592497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8548620808279592497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/07/sup-exams-are-over-sup-i-got-pes-sup.html' title=''/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_91zwaVkZkFg/Slzcx2jjb1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/jgTze-rV1qQ/s72-c/6192ea16441c2cc00cb6e6113daef544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-5869217969534541530</id><published>2009-07-09T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:42:09.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unlimited blade works'/><title type='text'>THE PROJECTION OF VECTORS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am the origin of my line&lt;br /&gt;Points are my body, and coordinates my blood&lt;br /&gt;I have created over a thousand vectors&lt;br /&gt;Unknown to nubs&lt;br /&gt;Nor known to pros&lt;br /&gt;Have withstood pain to create many normals&lt;br /&gt;Yet, these hands will never hold any cross products&lt;br /&gt;So as I pray, UNLIMITED VECTOR WORKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2704382647744310334-5869217969534541530?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/5869217969534541530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=5869217969534541530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5869217969534541530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5869217969534541530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/07/projection-of-vectors.html' title='THE PROJECTION OF VECTORS'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-948836691849232918</id><published>2009-07-05T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:28:37.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>theendthewhy, now with 200% more princess and tsuntsun. all hail &lt;s&gt;lelouch&lt;/s&gt; miku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this template brought to you by &lt;s&gt;junyi&lt;/s&gt; PRINCESS CHERILYN all tags of appreciation may be directed to the tagboard thank you very much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-948836691849232918?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/948836691849232918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=948836691849232918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/948836691849232918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/948836691849232918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-8075766264499666863</id><published>2009-06-24T07:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:45:01.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hinagiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruel angel&apos;s thesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animu'/><title type='text'>OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/6577/49934213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 200px;" src="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/6577/49934213.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinagiku singing Cruel Angel's Thesis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DLing ep 12 just for this (I dropped Hayate in S1 somewhere at 20+ eps) JC STAFF FINALLY DID SOMETHING RIGHT? Maybe it's time to pick Hayate back up :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8075766264499666863?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8075766264499666863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8075766264499666863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8075766264499666863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8075766264499666863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/06/ooooooooooooooo.html' title='OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-1485361017853272644</id><published>2009-06-23T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:57:24.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='derp'/><title type='text'>WHAT THE FUCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDEN TROLLS ME&lt;br /&gt;KODA TROLLS ME&lt;br /&gt;H1N1 TROLLS ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOKING FOR MORE 4 LETTER WORDS TO TROLL ME&lt;br /&gt;APPLICANTS PLEASE SIGN UP ON THE TAGBOARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAGING LIKE A CHOICE BAND ADAMANT 31ATK RAYQUAZA USING OUTRAGE&lt;br /&gt;&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/2704382647744310334-1485361017853272644?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/1485361017853272644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=1485361017853272644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1485361017853272644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1485361017853272644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-fuck.html' title='WHAT THE FUCK'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-8875946818616554062</id><published>2009-06-21T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:49:52.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INB4 TROLL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs103.snc1/4768_103975747696_517312696_1898053_5830406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 579px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs103.snc1/4768_103975747696_517312696_1898053_5830406_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I RECEIVE NEWS THAT THIS WAS MERELY A PRECAUTION&lt;br /&gt;I WILL RAGE SO HARD THAT KODA SEEMS MERELY AMUSING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT FAIL ME AS YOU HAVE FAILED THE WHOLE YEAR, LMS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8875946818616554062?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8875946818616554062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8875946818616554062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8875946818616554062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8875946818616554062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/06/inb4-troll.html' title='INB4 TROLL'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-1801980468292638615</id><published>2009-05-23T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:01:24.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>How Well Do You Know Me?</title><content type='html'>The results for the personalized version of the How Well Do You Know Me? series of quiz on Facebook is out. And the results are somewhat surprising... Okay here's what I got out of the quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner is... Peter Chan! Err what? Okay this is highly shocking, and I can attribute three possible reasons to it.&lt;br /&gt;1. He is very good at guessing. (Most likely reason)&lt;br /&gt;2. He really knows me really well. (Not really likely reason)&lt;br /&gt;3. He cheated some way or another. (Dude it is Peter Chan after all, he has ninja powers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first runners-up is... Sharmaine Neo &lt;3... with 90% success rate, or 9 right answers out of 10. Hrmm I wouldn't expect anything less from her, and the question she got wrong was on the highly dubious "What time am I in bed by?" question. Well not like she sleeps after me and hence knows what time I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "third place" person is... Fate T. Harlaown, the other person who keeps posting weird stuff on this pink (courtesy of this person too) blog. Considering how much I talk to you and how long we've known each other (since the good ol' Tao Nan School days), this isn't much of a surprise. But why don't you know where my scar is.... It's in a somewhat prominent and obvious place yo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping the list of honourable mentions of people who passed the test would be...&lt;br /&gt;Samuel Teo (insert slightly shocked face) &lt;--- Kudos to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who just about failed, if you consider the test to be out of 9 questions (not including the rigged sleep question), meaning those with a score of 4 out of 9...&lt;br /&gt;Miss Nani&lt;br /&gt;Huazzz &lt;--- Oii wtf I expected you to get as much as the third place person&lt;br /&gt;Levin &lt;--- shocking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERYONE ELSE DOESN'T KNOW ME WELL ENOUGH!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I was thinking about the places I have visited... Country-wise I counted &gt;10... o_O&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand, Australia&lt;br /&gt;Canada, America&lt;br /&gt;Switzerland, France&lt;br /&gt;Japan, Korea&lt;br /&gt;Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;China, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;+ Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O I haven't been to Indonesia... =(&lt;br /&gt;Nvm there's always after IB, I'll go crash the houses of all my classmates' hometowns. Theres Bandung (the town not the drink), Medan (lovely city it sounds like), Some-place-somewhere-in-the-island-of-Java, Small-village-that-is-not-well-known &lt;--- all these places wait for me I'll go visit you some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-1801980468292638615?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/1801980468292638615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=1801980468292638615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1801980468292638615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1801980468292638615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-well-do-you-know-me.html' title='How Well Do You Know Me?'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-3688712435862279239</id><published>2009-05-17T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:42:42.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Day of Dneo's Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_91zwaVkZkFg/ShBMf-ko9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E1Bt4K6fyjM/s1600-h/gj+dneo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_91zwaVkZkFg/ShBMf-ko9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E1Bt4K6fyjM/s400/gj+dneo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336849670690370770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3688712435862279239?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3688712435862279239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3688712435862279239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3688712435862279239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3688712435862279239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/05/happiest-day-of-dneos-life.html' title='The Happiest Day of Dneo&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_91zwaVkZkFg/ShBMf-ko9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E1Bt4K6fyjM/s72-c/gj+dneo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-6473132354088281791</id><published>2009-04-23T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:13:07.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small rant on how stupid people can be</title><content type='html'>because I don't feel like sleeping yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, reading Today over dinner, there were 2 things that raised my not-very-hard-to-raise anger, which is nothing new because there is ALWAYS something to rage about. However this time I think it was particularly retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Negligent driver screws up 1 person's life from injuries and the other person dies. Her original sentence of 18 months jail was reduced to (get this) 1 day and $2000 fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously this is fucking stupid because while 18 months is a bit on the low side (for a max penalty of 5 years I believe) the new sentence doesn't do anything, I mean holy shit if you have your own car 2k is peanuts and so is 1 day in jail. I'm of the opinion that this is because the person that died was an Indonesian maid riding pillion so obviously no one cares and therefore you can have this idiot (lol woman driver joke here) win an APPEAL for a sentence where she shouldn't even have the right to appeal. You killed someone and still have the guts to appeal for a lighter sentence GJ evidently no remorse felt. Saying you'll donate the extra money to charity is just for the news because the maid left behind a 1 year old child and there was no mention of how she was going to be cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the person who died had been say a 10 year old singaporean kid you would see everyone crying out for harsh punishments, omg why gahmen never enforce traffic safety, but now its a maid lol indonesia has 19135819581 maids so no one gives a fuck. Yay for justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The same people who do this complain that students lack social manners and behave badly in public, and write letters which incriminate the school (describing uniform/name) to the forum and whining about why there's such a problem. Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) because 1 group of students misbehave doesn't mean the school failed in its mission, nice generalization there. the whole tarnish the school reputation thing, well there's always one idiot who will do such a thing is it that hard to ignore? furthermore the crime in question was NOT RETURNING TRAYS AFTER EATING IN MAC'S AND TEACHER NOT DOING ANYTHING ABOUT IT. sure i try to return my tray and it's not good to not return but do you have to write to a newspaper to complain about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) schools aren't the problem, it's parents. this point has been brought up countless times and still people refuse to listen and continue to defend lack of corporal punishment etc. because ITS MY PRECIOUS CHILD. well if your precious child is a complete and utter fucktard pls2punish him instead of letting him screw up society more. schools can't do shit already because of all these regulations so it's the parents' duty, the teachers did not apply to be a surrogate parent. complaining about the school isn't going to help because i'm sure they do their best to prevent this but at the end of the day if the student refuses to listen it's not their fault. punishment is meant to enforce something and used as a deterrent, i grant you that working out something amicably is probably better but sometimes you have to use a harsher measure to get a point across. similar to the $2k fine it's pointless if your punishments don't make the students regret doing something they shouldn't be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i have learnt from newspaper reading: if you go on a rampage negligently killing indonesian maids well just have a couple thousand saved up for each one you kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tldr: every day i read of more idiots and it's amazing how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the flow never stops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-6473132354088281791?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/6473132354088281791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=6473132354088281791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6473132354088281791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6473132354088281791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/04/small-rant-on-how-stupid-people-can-be.html' title='small rant on how stupid people can be'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-6427347688234013150</id><published>2009-04-13T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:15:44.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napfa'/><title type='text'>EE DONE</title><content type='html'>Well, first draft. Okay you see the timing of the last post? Now add 1 hour to that. Then see the timing of this post? Okay from 1 hour past the timing of the last post to the timing of this post, THAT'S HOW LONG I TOOK TO CHIONG EE. O_O Okay, hrmm so this is one of the very very few times i half-pon school to do work. Yay =). 20 Pages 3600 words (with tables though), maybe 3100 - 3200 as a safe estimate. Now to go to school for napfa.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-6427347688234013150?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/6427347688234013150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=6427347688234013150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6427347688234013150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6427347688234013150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/04/ee-done.html' title='EE DONE'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4994406371859140521</id><published>2009-04-12T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:23:29.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Fools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>I lied</title><content type='html'>Yea it was an April Fool's Joke lol, but I was lazy to post this post earlier. Anyways, Happy Easter to all you bunny-loving people out there. Have fun while I finish up my ee first draft =x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4994406371859140521?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4994406371859140521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4994406371859140521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4994406371859140521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4994406371859140521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-lied.html' title='I lied'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-9112790045834138805</id><published>2009-04-01T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:26:46.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='End'/><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Today we shall mark the passing of this blog. Due to it's inactivity and loss of significance in the blog writers' lives (one has stopped emoing o_O and another has found facebook (finally)), I shall henceforth be closing down this blog and I'm not gonna be bothering with it anymore. Thank you for all the help you have provided over the year(s).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-9112790045834138805?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/9112790045834138805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=9112790045834138805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/9112790045834138805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/9112790045834138805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/04/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-397505295738140102</id><published>2009-03-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:11:11.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re: qn 6 pt 2, t=infinity</title><content type='html'>雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:16:54 PM)&lt;br /&gt;its like a game&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:16:56 PM)&lt;br /&gt;where the final boss&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:16:58 PM)&lt;br /&gt;has infinite hp&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:00 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and u cant kill it&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:04 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and u must wait for an event npc&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:07 PM)&lt;br /&gt;to come and kill it for u&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:17:09 PM)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:17:10 PM)&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:12 PM)&lt;br /&gt;then ur like&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:14 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i play this game for what fuck&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:19 PM)&lt;br /&gt;damn lame&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:22 PM)&lt;br /&gt;sure it ends the game&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:24 PM)&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS LAME&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:26 PM)&lt;br /&gt;agghahgahg&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:17:32 PM)&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:17:33 PM)&lt;br /&gt;Earthbound&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:17:36 PM)&lt;br /&gt;was an awesome game&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:17:44 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and you won the game by divine interventioning the last boss&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:17:44 PM)&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:17:59 PM)&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:03 PM)&lt;br /&gt;im sure it was awesome in its own way&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:06 PM)&lt;br /&gt;what i mean is like&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:09 PM)&lt;br /&gt;if&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:14 PM)&lt;br /&gt;aeris was the last boss of ff7&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:17 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and the way to kill her&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:21 PM)&lt;br /&gt;was to wait for sephiroth to fly down&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:24 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and just stab her when shes praying&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:34 PM)&lt;br /&gt;no u couldnt have done this the othe 10924092 times aeris was praying&lt;br /&gt;雨宮優子;   ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ says: (10:18:50 PM)&lt;br /&gt;u ahve to survive the boss for fuck long and then sephy flies down and its like LOL THE GAME ENDS&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:19:10 PM)&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:19:11 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:19:12 PM)&lt;br /&gt;concede&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:19:13 PM)&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;素晴らしい人生だから　自分を愛する勇気を持とう says: (10:19:14 PM)&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-397505295738140102?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/397505295738140102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=397505295738140102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/397505295738140102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/397505295738140102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/re-qn-6-pt-2-tinfinity.html' title='re: qn 6 pt 2, t=infinity'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-8882522770132862475</id><published>2009-03-19T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:39:24.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><title type='text'>What I've Learnt From Math Port</title><content type='html'>No you dont actually have 6 days, because the medication is damn nubby, you only have slightly more than a day to go see the doctor or else even with medication YOU WILL STILL DIE. Oh noes. Either that or you can remove a section of your body along with a number of the viral particles so that they cant multiply fast enough. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8882522770132862475?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8882522770132862475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8882522770132862475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8882522770132862475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8882522770132862475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-ive-learnt-from-math-port.html' title='What I&apos;ve Learnt From Math Port'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-5176418006072507498</id><published>2009-03-17T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:47:25.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT I HAVE LEARNT FROM MATH PORT</title><content type='html'>if you feel sick and feverish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PON SCHOOL AND SEE A DOCTOR BEFORE YOU DROP DEAD&lt;br /&gt;YOU ONLY HAVE 6 DAYS TO LIVEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-5176418006072507498?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/5176418006072507498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=5176418006072507498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5176418006072507498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5176418006072507498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-have-learnt-from-math-port.html' title='WHAT I HAVE LEARNT FROM MATH PORT'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-3091414237377480255</id><published>2009-03-15T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:21:34.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies Galore</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've watched 5 movies on the big screen, and most of them were awesome in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, which I watched with my sister two weeks ago. It has all the elements of an epic movie (not to be confused with Epic Movie, which was shit) - large budget, gratituous use of special effects, idealized characters, things falling in place for the plot real nice, and tragic endings. I couldn't help but compare it with titanic, which is the highest grossing movie of ALL TIME (in absolute terms though, not after adjusted for inflation), and I realised both movies are quite similar, especially the narrative form involving flashbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched Push, Slumdog Millionaire, and K-20: Legend of the Mask all on friday one week ago. Push is one of those dumb shows with cool effects and a single extremely likable character, alot like Jumper. The irish dude from Jumper was damn cool, and no prizes for guessing which Push character was damn cool. Slumdog Millionaire is a good movie, like what all the other movie reviews say. However, I didn't really "feel good" after the movie, with the *SPOILERS ALERT* death of the brother weighing heavily on my mind. I guess he has to die to make up for all the wrongs and sins he had committed in life, but in the end his death was still quite =(. Oh ya, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8JrsnpWUSw"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s a link to a badass guy who won a "Who wants to be a Millionaire". K-20 is a funky movie lol, and the characterization of the characters are just damn WTF. Seriously, the show is quite joke, but not in a bad way, rather, in an amusing way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I went to watch an M-18 *gasp* movie - Watchmen, with my class on friday. Though the plot was abit confusing at times, it's really a nice movie, and I would recommend it to anyone who can get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more to say for each movie, but I'm lazy to type, so just go watch any of these movies and come chat with me about them. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3091414237377480255?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3091414237377480255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3091414237377480255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3091414237377480255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3091414237377480255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/movies-galore.html' title='Movies Galore'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-321397960994204121</id><published>2009-03-13T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T02:25:05.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKYEAH</title><content type='html'>ITS 2AM&lt;br /&gt;IVE KEPT ONLY 1/4 OF MY FIRST DRAFT AND REWRITTEN THE REST&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM DONE&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-321397960994204121?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/321397960994204121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=321397960994204121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/321397960994204121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/321397960994204121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuckyeah.html' title='FUCKYEAH'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-3195552345489771527</id><published>2009-03-10T01:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:25:48.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>絶対に言えない だけど...</title><content type='html'>Marisa: Reimu, why are you blue?&lt;br /&gt;Sanae: I'm not Reimu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/1558/reitaisai6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 336px;" src="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/1558/reitaisai6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder if anyone will get that joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reitaisai 6 and TH12 demo out.&lt;br /&gt;What this means is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK's reaction: New touhou to clear!&lt;br /&gt;SZ's reaction: Doesn't know about it because playing WOW/WHO, 6 months later comes begging for it to be sent over a thumbdrive&lt;br /&gt;Dneo's reaction: OMG GIEF&lt;br /&gt;Herrick's reaction: I already got it, slowpoke.jpg&lt;br /&gt;Shadownubby's reaction: Yay Touhou ^__^&lt;br /&gt;Fantasia Gensokyo's reaction: no one cares about Touhou anymore (except Raine apparently)&lt;br /&gt;My reaction: Fuck I have no more space to save music until hols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be doing my TOK script now but :schneizeleffort: is win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@below post: It's about time, now please do what you say you'll do for once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@自分でもよくわからないこと：what the fuck is this shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus cookies to whoever correctly answers where I took that description from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No googling, even though it's a way of knowing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3195552345489771527?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3195552345489771527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3195552345489771527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3195552345489771527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3195552345489771527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='絶対に言えない だけど...'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-2531897334423131352</id><published>2009-03-09T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:37:47.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wow Tcg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Fail at Life</title><content type='html'>Of late, I have been struck by a queer illness, one not affecting the body nor the mind, but the essence of one's soul - the spirit. This has never happened to me before to this scale and extent, the duration and magnitude of it far surpasses any previous ailments. I have not found the cause of this, but I have a vague idea of various factors that could be contributing. By approaching these factors head on, I do hope I'll manage to break out of the doldrums soon; I cannot afford to stay any longer. Many people around me would go to God for help in such times of need, but by my own choice I do not have such a being to turn towards. However, I still have my family and countless friends to count on, to push me on and to encourage me and give me help, for which I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm still loot-hands - check out the &lt;a href="http://entertainment.upperdeck.com/WOW/en/news/article.aspx?aid=5309"&gt;Foam Sword Rack&lt;/a&gt; loot.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. My previous posts all sound damn stupid now. I hope not to write like that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-2531897334423131352?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/2531897334423131352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=2531897334423131352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2531897334423131352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2531897334423131352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/fail-at-life.html' title='Fail at Life'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8635773285265718458</id><published>2009-03-08T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:09:28.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIT LIFE</title><content type='html'>- EE 2nd draft&lt;br /&gt;- TOK essay 3rd draft&lt;br /&gt;- TOK presentation (JOYCEEEE OMG WE ARE DAMN SCREWED)&lt;br /&gt;- WL&lt;br /&gt;- History IA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKSFUAWHGFUWHGWUHG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8635773285265718458?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8635773285265718458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8635773285265718458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8635773285265718458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8635773285265718458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/quit-life.html' title='QUIT LIFE'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-377676260374969510</id><published>2009-03-06T02:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:26:26.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed, that you only have one shot at life? Primary school comes along and ambles past, then you get one try at PSLE and that 3-digit number sticks with you for the rest of your life. Then you have 1 year of Sec 1, 12 months of Sec 2, 52 weeks of Sec 3, 365 days of Sec 4, then after a noticable gap where O levels should have been, you get the joy of going through 8760 hours of Year 5 (of which 100+ should be CAS-ed), followed by 92291 and counting minutes of year 6. This way of looking at things really brings everything into perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you did something for the first time in a long time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, I ate mashed potato the normal way, for the first time since forever. In case you were wondering, I normally eat mashed potato the not-normal way, which can be seen on a 1:56 long clip on youtube if you are pro at searching. Why stick to routine when it's so much fun to do things differently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on a double-decker non-aircon bus on the way home after celebrating Johnny's birthday at Serene Centre a few days ago. The feeling of the wind blowing at your face, along with the night scene, was strangely calming. I think I'm getting sian of too much air-con in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's A levels results will be out later today. I wish her well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This moment in time will pass us only once, afterwhich we will not be able to grasp it ever again. Therefore live your life to the fullest, and enjoy the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-377676260374969510?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/377676260374969510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=377676260374969510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/377676260374969510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/377676260374969510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4564317361753053050</id><published>2009-03-05T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:13:08.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>ARE OXIDATION NUMBERS REAL</title><content type='html'>So if any of you chem taking students out there have checked the IB syllabus conveniently located in the front section of each set of notes, you would have noticed the question in this title preceded by TOK:. This is probaby a reason why IB questions always seem so easy in comparison with Cambridge questions, and they probably are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurr durr IBO says, everything must have TOK in it. Then we can become better and more awesome people because we can question our knowledge of things. The thing is, does it even matter? Maybe it's good that my teacher never discussed this learning aim, he probably realises that it's quite dumb to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IB student who is too stupid to think for himself and thinks syllabus = ownage:&lt;br /&gt;OMG OXIDATION NUMBERS AREN'T REAL. That means that the foundation of my chemistry knowledge is questionable and therefore we should come up with a better theory that can be verified through ways of knowing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that of course a lot of things aren't "real" and we're perfectly happy to use them. Numbers aren't real, money isn't real (it's just a piece of paper that SAYS it's worth x dollars) (and if you can lend out 10 times the amount of money you actually have in actual reserves...) So while people spend a lesson arguing about the reality of oxidation numbers (as well as VSEPR and the other weird chemical constructs which are about as real as Sheu Zhi having a loving and caring relationship with Jessica Alba) the JC people don't bother and use the same time to learn about how to do real questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This explains why our Oly results suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you check the organic chem book there's more stupid tok questions about language in chemistry (IUPAC names) and whatnot, wow who gives a damn really. TOK is stupid, and no student will want to waste lesson time learning useless things he can't use in an exam. Or is even really that relevant to the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: LOL EVERYTHING IS ACTUALLY POWERED BY MAGICAL FAIRIES. THROUGH REASONING I WILL NOW OBTAIN A TRULY WONDERFUL PROOF OF THIS THEOREM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually how do you deal with unfalsifiability with tok, i mean its like you cant know so ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tldr tok is dum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4564317361753053050?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4564317361753053050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4564317361753053050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4564317361753053050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4564317361753053050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/are-oxidation-numbers-real.html' title='ARE OXIDATION NUMBERS REAL'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-8788123835457986505</id><published>2009-03-02T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:23:37.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CONTINUE TO FIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="content_0"&gt;I WILL NOW TRANSLATE THESE JAPANESE LYRICS INTO COMPLETELY STUPID ENGLISH LYRICS THAT DON'T ACTUALLY FOLLOW THE JAPANESE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SING ALONG EVERYBODY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekai no owari de umareta hikari ima kaze no naka&lt;br /&gt;i have a math test on wednesday and i haven't studied for it I WILL NOW EPICLY FAILLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da da dadadadum da da dadada dum dadadummmm dadadadadummmmm dadadummm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kireigoto dake ja ikirenai&lt;br /&gt;my math teacher is called mr azmiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasashisa dake ja iyasenai&lt;br /&gt;he is awesome but hes strict toooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubawareta no wa nan da&lt;br /&gt;thats why i have to study for this test yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawaranai sekai de&lt;br /&gt;coz of who my teacher is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikoete kita no wa nan da&lt;br /&gt;and i need to get a seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikisai no uta&lt;br /&gt;coz that is what he wantsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING IS BRIGHTTTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudakechitta yume o asu no hate ni hibikaseru you ni&lt;br /&gt;therefore i now have to learn the fourteen standard forms of in tee ee graaa tionnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekai no owari de umareta hikari bokura hitotsu ni&lt;br /&gt;thank god there isnt bayes and stats because otherwise id so be dead oh how co-al is thattt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima kaze no naka&lt;br /&gt;so lets play more meltannn&lt;br /&gt;&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/2704382647744310334-8788123835457986505?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8788123835457986505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8788123835457986505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8788123835457986505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8788123835457986505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-continue-to-fight.html' title='I CONTINUE TO FIGHT'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-5373210894137188587</id><published>2009-03-01T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T06:46:18.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ebullient future</title><content type='html'>Benjamin Button was a pretty good show, if you realise that you have to shift your perspective on it as the story shifts, otherwise you'd think it was getting rather vapid. Seriously, Brad Pitt is there for fanservice, and Cate Blanchett was the more important actor, heh. Some ways it could have been better of course, but it was worth the money and time, all 166 minutes. One little thing that I wanted didn't happen, but that's a pretty dumb wish so it doesn't matter haha. Dneo you can add on to this and say what you think! I'm not going to write another analytical review essay thingie because the readership of this blog I doubt have watched so it's kinda pointless, and the other reason is that I have no time lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a generally good day, somehow. Even with no work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: 6:36 and I've just finished marathoning Ef Melodies. Ben Button + Clannad + now this, gg I really can't feel any more sad :/I'll say that I like how everything links up together though, truly a beautiful show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ずっと一緒で、二人いつまで&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-5373210894137188587?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/5373210894137188587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=5373210894137188587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5373210894137188587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5373210894137188587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/03/benjamin-button-was-pretty-good-show-if.html' title='ebullient future'/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-5007376162641805389</id><published>2009-02-24T01:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:39:03.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melancholy'/><title type='text'>Internal Kerfuffle</title><content type='html'>Today, we had an amusing conversation. When you try to hold a normal conversation without saying any words that contain the letter “e”, it tends to be quite hilarious. I admit I am not the best at such word play, but it didn't hurt to try, and it was fun, and not to mention torturous too. Okay so it hurt somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling melancholic lately, and what has trigged this melancholy? As obvious as it may sound, someone mentioned earlier this year that this will be the last year of any one of us being an ACS student. After this, we'll part ways, go to the various universities of our choice, spread our wings and travel to countries far and wide, and life goes on. This year will be a special year; it will be the year of some firsts, and of many lasts. How does one strike a balance between reminiscing the past, surviving the present and thinking about the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be a season of change, and I have in the past few weeks seen one person trying to change drastically, and another four trying to change certain major aspects of their life. What caused this change in each of them – this I would never fully understand. It's probably a multitude of factors, and this being the final year of IB should be one major contributing factor in all of the cases. Another factor would be the actions, words, writings and feelings of the people around them. Do you know that you affect the people around you more than you realize? It could be a word, a phrase, an action – the little things in life that you do, that can cause the greatest change in someone else's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living life by the minute&lt;br /&gt;Watching each minute of life pass by&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the funny moments&lt;br /&gt;Relishing the sad moments&lt;br /&gt;The contrast&lt;br /&gt;Makes the former so much better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-5007376162641805389?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/5007376162641805389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=5007376162641805389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5007376162641805389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5007376162641805389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/internal-kerfuffle.html' title='Internal Kerfuffle'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4894249413299002283</id><published>2009-02-23T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:45:45.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- regained sleep&lt;br /&gt;- done my chem prac&lt;br /&gt;- revised some history&lt;br /&gt;- edited my tok essay&lt;br /&gt;- exercised for 45 mins&lt;br /&gt;- deleted MBAC&lt;br /&gt;- gotten 7 pts for my history test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 20 minutes my pull up bar will be installed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i shall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- see if i can get any more ee or wl done&lt;br /&gt;- revise for chem test&lt;br /&gt;- do math worksheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FIRST STEPS ON THE ROAD TO BEING BUFFER AND AWESOMER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(except for me dling civilization 2 but... ahh screw it i think it will help me with my history =D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4894249413299002283?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4894249413299002283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4894249413299002283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4894249413299002283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4894249413299002283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-i-have-regained-sleep-done-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-8072189504037844494</id><published>2009-02-22T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:20:06.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally made my own account to post with so i don't have to share dneo's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabulous pink strawberry is fabulous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8072189504037844494?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8072189504037844494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8072189504037844494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8072189504037844494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8072189504037844494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/test-test-finally-made-my-own-account.html' title=''/><author><name>Fate T. Harlaown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08072507181124217328</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-2704382647744310334.post-4255238835646704928</id><published>2009-02-22T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:00:03.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINK IS COOL'/><title type='text'>pink is for the cool</title><content type='html'>no  i did not randomly pick a template&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i previewed it first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have any problems with this template leave your name on the tagboard and i'll come troll you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4255238835646704928?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4255238835646704928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4255238835646704928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4255238835646704928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4255238835646704928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/pink-is-for-cool.html' title='pink is for the cool'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-899111493945794472</id><published>2009-02-22T08:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T08:09:48.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>ENFP</title><content type='html'>Hrmm I seem to like spamming blog posts when I'm suppose to be doing work. Anyway its 8am and I am really well rested (slept for 14 hours) and I have the whole day ahead of me, I should be able to progress somewhat today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a personality &lt;a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes1.htm/"&gt;test&lt;/a&gt; 5 mins ago and got an ENFP - the idealist champion &amp;amp; the inspirer, or so they claim. But apparently none of these traits are really shown by me, with like 44% of Extraverted, 62% of Intuitive, 50% of Feeling, and 33% of Perceiving. What type of person are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-899111493945794472?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/899111493945794472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=899111493945794472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/899111493945794472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/899111493945794472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/enfp.html' title='ENFP'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-7593301541193755209</id><published>2009-02-21T12:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:40:31.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Morning After</title><content type='html'>It feels not as bad as I imagined, facing it is overrated, so anti-climatic. It's time to make the unmanageable manageable, the impossible slightly more possible, and hack away at the mountain one rock at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a joke last night. It was quite humourous, in a twisted sort of way. I would post it, but that would kinda defeat the purpose of writing it, and it's kinda unsuitable for the internet. Maybe you all or someone else would get to see it one day. One day that will approach way too soon, it's only a short while away. The time taken for the chance meeting of two halfs to form a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things you want to know, but you don't want to ask, because asking will just make it so meaningless. Then how do you find the answer? You can guess, but you'll never know. But that's better than nothing. And you wonder: what's the point of saying it if you're not going to say anything more? Isn't it so pissing when someone says I'll tell you something, but suddenly he changes his mind and decides not to tell you instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's happening. When you tell yourself not to think about it, but because you are telling yourself that you inevitably start thinking about it. And when you think about it your mind calculates the possibilities, as it has always done over the years. Hrmm what probability would I give it to be true? 1%? That's too high? Or too low? Hard to say, these things can't really be calculated. Stop doing that, you've already told yourself that the probability is zero. Or a really small percentage chance, negligible by any standards. Except your own. Then raise your standards, you plead to yourself, so that it becomes negligible and we can be done with it. Outwardly you are resigned that the chance tends towards zero, but inwardly you hope against hope that it is true. Please please please let it be true, but who are you talking to? Have you gone insane that you start speaking to yourself? Don't we all do that? Stop side-tracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The probability topic and Bayes Theorem and everything about probability we learn in school is a joke, those don't happen in real life. In real life, the chance of you crossing the road and getting over to the other side is 99%, where the remaining 1% is the chance that you'll get hit by a car halfway across. And provided / given that you are hit by a car, the chance of you dying is a further 50%, and the chance of you living is 50%. (note: statistics have an error of 0.5% of the total chance.) This is what really matters. Also, probability can also been seen from another point of view, and in this case, you just keep telling yourself that it's either true or not in the end, so the probability must be 50%. You would do anything just to raise the probability. And then Levin comes up to you and tell you that it can also be seen that the end result has already happened, so the chance of you getting the end result is 100% and everything else is 0%. Somehow I think it's a lot easier to fool your mind into believing the 50-50% bull, rather than believe in this determinism crap. But in the end, whether the chance is 0%, 0.1%, 1%, 50% or 100%, statistics and probability won't be there to save you when shit happens. I really do hope this turns out to be ironic. Won't it be so nice if everything turned out the way you want it to? But that's not life you see, life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get. I like milk chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And white is just so much easier on the eyes than black. Why didn't I do this earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Puffy eyes puffy eyes why won't you go away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you've descended on me so suddenly today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you aren't here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because I really don't like it this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-7593301541193755209?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/7593301541193755209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=7593301541193755209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7593301541193755209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7593301541193755209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/morning-after.html' title='Morning After'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-1349608191397483226</id><published>2009-02-21T05:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:06:08.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conclusion'/><title type='text'>Uninstall</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;un·in·stall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-verb (used with object)&lt;br /&gt;To remove completely from a system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay now. Mou daijoubu. Desu Kudasai. Everything turned out fine in the end, just like my sister said they would. Now I should move on to other things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-1349608191397483226?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/1349608191397483226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=1349608191397483226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1349608191397483226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1349608191397483226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/uninstall.html' title='Uninstall'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-30353157081608430</id><published>2009-02-18T18:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:44:08.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>Today was the most happening day in a long time, happening in the sense that lots of things happened. Stuff that can be actually remembered 1 month down the road, 1 year, or possibly in 10s of years time. Or maybe not, as I tend to make myself forget the not-exactly-pleasant stuff and my sis constantly complains about my lack of memory and facial recognition and anything that involves memory. That's why I'll write it down here, and even if the metal circuits of my computer decay and melt, or the neurons in my brain cease to make the connections that would allow me to remember these events, these words and record of events will be left floating around in the large web of cyberspace (or until a hacker decides to wipe the storage space of blogger). Hrmm, do I sound emo again? I guess so right. O wells, I'll just let it out and be done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with the fun stuff: We had cake today. CAKU. I like cake, especially sponge cake, and especially not cheesecake; I really can't freaking stand cheesecake. I took three helpings of said cake. =x I bet no one knew that, I'm sorry. But you wouldn't deny a skinny frail boy of his food, would you? Heh. Thanks goes to the not-sofa-but-chair man, otherwise known as monster (by 1 person), for being pro-active in acquiring cake and generous in spreading the cake around. Thanks. Arigatou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In related news, we threw someone into the pond. To all the teachers who may possibly read this blog, no we didn't do that, I'm just joking. To everyone else, we really did that, I'm not joking. The benefits of being a boarder are few and far between, but being able to change out of a moss-stained soaked school uniform in the shortest time possible is a definitely a plus point of being a scholar. We thought we needed a lot of people, but in the end Mr. Abovementioned and Ezra could double-handedly pull the stunt off. Not that Mr. Birthday-boy provided much resistance, though he could if he wanted to. He played along really well and the stunt was a success. Goodjob guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the other fun stuff that happened today was the TOK presentation. It was somehow quite amusing, much more than I predicted, expected, or planned. The whole class was here today, as Mr. Koh was off slacking a bit, but I guess he can afford to, being the owning teacher that he is. Oh, and I didn't manage to pay attention to Stanford's prosu presentation because I was busy doing up my powerpoint from last year... I guess it's my loss. But yay! The first mock presentation is over, now I can prepare for Mock ToK Presentations numbers 2 to 15. 'scuse me while I go work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to serious stuff: Life is made of cycles; the same events happening over and over again, repeatedly, never-ending, continuously, yes you get the idea. Everything is destined, and the stars predict that which will happen, or so that's what determinists and astrologers believe. I find it slightly amusing that though I don’t consciously subscribe to these schools of thoughts, I can't help but find similarities between the past and the present, or rather, multiple past events and events of today. It gives me the sense of déjà vu, not in the actual meaning of that phrase, but just that I find the past actually repeating itself in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a girl angry, up till the point that she shouted at me. And for that I am really sorry. (I don't know if she still reads this blog but I'll just say it) I don't remember actually doing anything like this before, excluding instances with my sister, and as far as I can remember, the next closest instance where I made a girl hate me (if only for awhile, o wait, I'm not sure on that) was in primary school because I went all out to win and did something quite despicable. I guess some things don't change, as Jun Yi tells me that that's my largest weakness in fighting games. As for reasons leading up to that event, I shall not disclose much, but it reminds me of events that happened half a year ago, when I was emo (see earlier posts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking tru my box of trinkets and memories just the other day, and I remembered something I left in there almost exactly a year ago. It was an old Quest, incomplete due to weakness of will, and left behind to collect dust. It wasn’t too late to complete the Quest though, there was still time. It’s been a year, and things have progressed a full circle, or does that count as no progress at all. I completed the Quest today, it’s another thing off my mind, I can finally lay that to rest now. I know my limits, the young child cannot afford to swim in the deep dark ocean, he can only paddle close to the shore, where the shallow water is, and that’s where he will be safe, eternally. Jean could only hope and dream of plundering the nest of golden eggs, for the climb was perilous, and just a slip would result in his downfall, both figuratively and literally. Isn’t it better if he stayed below the tree, enjoying it’s overarching branches and the shade it gives, rather than risking the little he had for the infinite reward so freaking far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are generally categorized as pleasant experiences, a reward for giving your body much needed rest. If the mind is cluttered and confused, the dreams may turn into nightmares, where upon awaking one would be highly thankful that it was only a dream / nightmare. But what if the dream was neither pleasant nor unpleasant, it was just plain factual, events that happened in front of you; while you stand there paralyzed, unable to do anything but watch? This Dream crept up on me, silently, and it showed me an event, and it showed me my reaction to it. I did not expect myself to react like that, but maybe the dream is the way your subconscious communicates with your conscious, and I would subconsciously react like that if the situation really occurred. As the length of the sleep was short, and the environment not entirely peaceful, parts of reality drifted into my dream and mingled with fiction, resulting in this maelstrom of fractured reality and truthful fiction. O wells it’s just a dream, screw that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I met Cleon Niger Fggot Wong after school and he showed me the game he created. It’s scary the difference in stuff that IB/JC and Poly people study when we’re the same age. Now’s not the most appropriate time to mule over next best alternatives forgone when making decisions such as let’s join IB lol, there will be a time and place for that after Nov 20 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to older stuff that I forgot / slacked and didn’t manage to post over the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have new specs. Yay. That was the new look thingy I hinted in the previous post. How many of you actually predicted that? I like it, and whatever you think, comments are freely welcomed but I like my specs and think it’s cool and it fits me so there. Why do I sound insecure? XD. Oh, and because of said specs I am now officially a Jonas-wannabe – Be it as a Jonas brother (courtesy of Uncle Edna), a 6.5 Jonas emulator, or a let’s-match-specs with “Jonas” person. Lolwut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Breakout the “extreme dance comedy” at the esplanade on Sunday the 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of February 2009, with my sister. It was only about an hour and 20 minutes long, but considering that it is mostly about people break dancing, and that there were only 10 people in the whole cast of the show, it must have been quite taxing on them. The humour in the show was universal, and language was not much of a barrier to understanding the plot. Korean English is equally awesome as Japanese English – it’s always amusing to hear those two accents, provided you can actually make out what they are saying. I had a relatively good seat, and after discount it was priced at $64.80 (which my sister treated me to because I ran out of money). What was amazing was that seated near us were this group of 8 young kids, aged around 9 to 14, accompanied by three adults. My sister and I both marveled that these kids were so fortunate enough to be able to enjoy such events at such tender ages, luxuries we and prolly most other people didn’t have. Times have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot the pattern:&lt;br /&gt;A big sea of delocalized electrons floating, gravitating, homing inside. Joules kilovolts length (m), not often pronounced, quite random. Seriously? This. &lt;-- Understand? Very weird. x_X Yawn zZzZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Jonny’s version:&lt;br /&gt;"A barbaric captain doesn't eat fish. Generally, he instead jumps knaves, losing momentarily. No one purposely questions, ridicules, steals, tortures, unless very weary." ~ Xerxes, Yellow Zephyr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like mine better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do bees hum?&lt;br /&gt;Cause they forgot the words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-30353157081608430?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/30353157081608430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=30353157081608430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/30353157081608430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/30353157081608430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-2234704328672101466</id><published>2009-02-14T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:57:40.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Yay! Friday the 13th has just passed and it's now the 14th of February, otherwise known as Valentine's Day, or Friendship Day (for people without a valentine). Happy Valentine's Day people, I hope you have fun professing your &lt;3 to your &lt;3ed ones, or lamenting your lack of a partner. For those people at my age that are still single, don't worry, it's a tough year this year academic-wise so it's better to spend your time on studies. Or that's what everyone's saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the new year (both english and chinese calendars) for awhile already, but I haven't been able to start everything afresh. The slacking attitude from the year-end hols has been bugging me a lot, and my sleeping patterns just crashed over the last few weeks. Lol nothing to worry about anymore, I hope everything will change by next week. Next week is the week where I get my deadlines met, I change the way I view the world, and the world changes the way it views me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now, I have an ee to do. I'll most definitely be posting more stuff real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-2234704328672101466?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/2234704328672101466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=2234704328672101466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2234704328672101466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2234704328672101466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-2504362768951588977</id><published>2009-01-25T02:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T03:26:29.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kimi ni mune kyun (kyun~)</title><content type='html'>"ecchi no koto wo shichattemasu" lol nagisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway happy cny to all you people who read this blog (current count: more or less none), have fun with your tok and ee and world lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking about going back to a srs blog where i write properly and about srs bsns instead of continuing to leech off dneo like this as you can see but i figure why do so again when it's 1) not very interesting 2) makes people go y u emo la all the time 3) is unlike me (although thats just cause its more fun to be retarded) and i think people would go into shock if i wrote like that NO WAY SHINJIRARENAI although actually i dont see whats wrong with srs cherilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dneo update plz im still waiting for ur melb pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hottoshitari Gyuttoshitari Hattoshitari Doki Doki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-2504362768951588977?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/2504362768951588977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=2504362768951588977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2504362768951588977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2504362768951588977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/01/kimi-ni-mune-kyun-kyun.html' title='kimi ni mune kyun (kyun~)'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-819207644075367932</id><published>2009-01-20T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:49:03.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='win'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fightans'/><title type='text'>kubo is a coal guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tougeki.com/uploads/Win08_MBAC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.tougeki.com/uploads/Win08_MBAC.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the right is kubo, god of sion (the other dude is kou) not kidding here either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponned school to watch ggxxac tougeki 08 finals (just kidding, i was really sick lol), may ocv is epic win but i swear he luckboxed opponents screwing up, he was on 1hp so many times lol ): and n-otoko looks damn beng ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop blogging emo shit now because its bad for my online personality amirite. matte iku yo iku yo HEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tok and work time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-819207644075367932?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/819207644075367932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=819207644075367932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/819207644075367932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/819207644075367932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/01/kubo-is-coal-guy.html' title='kubo is a coal guy'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-1437002929174196582</id><published>2009-01-12T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:20:44.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="content_1"&gt;みんなが私のことを&lt;br /&gt;妖精と呼ぶ　わたしはそれに応える&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感じないから　こころの重さ　&lt;br /&gt;だから　この空を飛べたんだ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あなたを知って　愛にふるえて　戸惑うわたしの羽が　&lt;br /&gt;むき出して　雨に濡れて　生命(いのち)呼び覚ました　&lt;br /&gt;Fly away　(わたしを呼んで), for another day　(あなたの声で)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;悔いることない　JUST SECRET LOVE&lt;br /&gt;好きだと言って　それ以上今は言わないで　&lt;br /&gt;楽園に帰れない&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here I'm here,&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I live, now I sing in the silence.&lt;br /&gt;Right here, there's no fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この宇宙にあるのかな　&lt;br /&gt;暖かい場所　慕いあい夢見る場所&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心の闇　照らす波動を集め&lt;br /&gt;そして　わたしは飛び立とう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あなたの元へ　遥か地上へ　ムチのように打つ雨よ&lt;br /&gt;この想い　報われず　泡になり消えても平気&lt;br /&gt;Believe in me. (あなたの光　涙のそばに)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ただあるがまま　I'M LOVING YOU&lt;br /&gt;解かれるため　結んだ髪がきれいだね　滴でにじんでく&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あなたに出会って　愛されるため　ずっとひとりでいたんだ&lt;br /&gt;過去と未来　結ぶ銀河の夕暮れを　あなたと見たいから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-1437002929174196582?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/1437002929174196582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=1437002929174196582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1437002929174196582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1437002929174196582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/01/fly-away-for-another-day-just-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-5348286063181360645</id><published>2009-01-07T04:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T04:59:22.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jade'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today marks the day where three major events of my life happened. I shall go through them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we got back our IB results yesterday. Well, I was mightily afraid that I was one of the 12 of 316 people who took Mandarin B SL who got 6 points, but my fears were unfounded. I was kinda depressed throughout the speech and all, as I was resigned to the fate that I was one of the lousy people who got 6 points. This wave of negative emotion continued even after I was assured of my 7 points, not that it is anything to be proud of, and I still have two very important Chinese teachers to thank. Hrmm, I won't be able to get used to this for awhile, but that marks the end of me compulsorily studying Chinese in my life. My life. The thing everyone has only one of. Yea that. What an anti-climatic sort-of-satisfactory ending to my tumultous history of studying Chinese -&lt;br /&gt;1. Quite Good at Chinese in lower Primary School&lt;br /&gt;2. Chinese Remedial in Tao Nan School (the standard of chinese at p6 IS FREAKING HIGH)&lt;br /&gt;3. Higher MT at secondary level till sec 3 (how did I ever get in?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Acheiving B4/C5 (omg I can't believe I forgot) at Sec 3 MT O levels&lt;br /&gt;5. Dropping to normal MT at Sec 4 but deciding not to retake the Os&lt;br /&gt;6. Then to Mandarin B SL in IB&lt;br /&gt;7. With a grade 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, the principal's speech and honour roll of top students was probably one of the most inspirational and mugger-inducing event ever in my life. Though I went through a similar one a year back, when we were all at the start of the year 5, the event this time round somehow felt different, more... how do I put it, it was more relevant to me. I could daresay that most of us at the start of year 5 still feel a little detached from the reality of IB and all, but now this really concerns us. From the question on my MSN of "omg we broke the 40 marks barrier, now what we do?", I got the replies of lets qq more, get started mugging, and play less. I guess this effectively sums up what year 6 IB life is about. Have fun guys, I'll see you all on the stage next year, I promise. (Doesn't this sound familiar?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing on the agenda for this morning: Less than 5 hours ago, I sent my older brother (yes I do have an older brother who is 8 years older) off to Perth to continue his Cadet Pilot studies and training. He'll be off for about 10 months to a year, and in that time I'll be able to kope his room. It's not his first time off overseas on an extended period of time, with him doing a semester (read: 6 months) of university in France. I guess in this global world where we are all global citizens, everyone's connected. We have invented/created/forged/made/constructed a highly complex method/system of communication that involves multiple handphones with both Singapore and Australian phone lines, and of course the webcam and Skype. Not to mention email and msn (lol I'm always online). And snail mail for those hopeless romantics who can stand reading letters 2 months after they're sent. The send-off at the airport was a surprisingly dry event, with various factors contributing to the lack of moisture. Such as the presence of my brother's gang of buddies, whom after 6-8 years they still keep in contact regularly. Hrmm, if I'm not wrong, I wrote something before/after the France trip on this blog awhile ago... O wells I wish my brother well, being a pilot is a darn cool occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the final event, today marks the week aniversary of the passing of my dearest dog Jade (JJ). On the 31st of December 2008, while everyone was readying themselves for the countdown, and while I was at one of my favourite hangouts, I received the news that one of my dogs would not be stepping feet (she has 4 of them) into the house again. Ever. She was sick two days before that, and our whole family sent her to a dog hospital. She got a drip there, it was quite cool. That night, when I was preparing to leave, I took one last look at her and that was to be my last. I never saw her again after that. I heard she was terribly sick, and her passing can be seen as a relievement of the pain she was enduring. Well, I speak far too much, her story is one which I'll go into detail another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a shocking event to change a person like me and I guess we all don't treasure the things we have till they are gone (I still have to say this no matter how cliche it may sound). Sorry guys for not providing much humour nor entertainment in this post, everyone needs to get serious once in awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-5348286063181360645?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/5348286063181360645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=5348286063181360645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5348286063181360645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5348286063181360645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/01/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-6789142310741277908</id><published>2009-01-03T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:53:52.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sian'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gah school started ): how sucky is this. i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) yet to finish bebop&lt;br /&gt;b) yet to finish f/sn (at the exciting part too! dark sakuraaaa)&lt;br /&gt;c) yet to finish clannad&lt;br /&gt;d) yet to finish tota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFFFFFFFFFF &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay at least i finished gun/diebuster which was a very very good series with one of the best endings ever (baawwwwwwww) so fuckyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much work to doooooooo Q________Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 gigs of touhou remix + some more that i have to encode to mp3 :D 1 day play time&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD MY IPOD IS 2GIG LOL AND I STILL GOT 1GIG + OF ANIME SONGS ON MY REGULAR PLAYLIST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-6789142310741277908?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/6789142310741277908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=6789142310741277908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6789142310741277908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6789142310741277908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-gah-school-started-how-sucky-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-2195564345304920597</id><published>2008-12-31T22:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:48:55.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Hai Guys. Happy New Year! It's been a week since Christmas. No shit. And I'm sure many of you ppl have a life and are out partying and stuff, and won't be able to see this until the year 2009, so how's 2009? Is it fun? It's like the &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/"&gt;xkcd&lt;/a&gt; comic where the guy addresses letters to his older self, so here I am addressing this to the 2009 of you ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after spending the last 2 hours searching 524 pages of xkcd for that one particular comic strip, I have not been able to find it. O wells. But I revisit many cool awesome stuff - like the &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/407/"&gt;Cheap GPS&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/295/"&gt;DNE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/107/"&gt;Snakes on Every Plane&lt;/a&gt;. Lol brings back some memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it is now 1:40am, and it's already 1/1/2009 and all. I hope everyone remembered the leap second. Guys, remember to tune your imba accurate watch/clock 1 second later to account for slight slowing down of the earth's rotation due to tides and the such. The fireworks for this year's Countdown Party was quite long, O_O. Quite cool lol. But the cloud cover was quite amusing, with clouds covering 1/3 of the left side of the screen while the rest of the sky was clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tv schedule for Okto's animania continued on as usual. Wtf from 11pm to 12am, there was Basilisk and Casshern Sins. No I wasn't serious enough to watch those anime and celebrate the new year while listening to the ED song of Casshern Sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lol, and I ate last year's food for my first ever dinner/supper/meal of 2009. Yosh! Okay, to help everyone get into the mood of 2009, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHg5SJYRHA0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; are some predictions of the coming year. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Something sad happened recently, I'll write about it after this. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-2195564345304920597?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/2195564345304920597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=2195564345304920597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2195564345304920597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2195564345304920597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8664119325088532017</id><published>2008-12-25T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:52:06.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Again!</title><content type='html'>Yo guys, it would appear I am more active on this blog recently somehow. Cool. So how did everyone spend their Christmas Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well mine consisted of visiting my grandmum on one side of the family - the one I (or my family if I pon) dont visit every week. There, we somehow decided to play mahjong cause it's fun. 2 hours plus later, I ended up losing 9 credits (10 cents a credit, we play small), my sister lost 11 (haha), my grandmum lost like 3, and my mum won everything. Imba luck I believe. And I have recognized a trend, for the last 3 games of mahjong I played with family and friends, the person to my left always wins big. This is clearly a result of me not feeding the guy to my right, me being un-fed from the prosu + lucky person on my left, and me just generally being gosu and denying the person opposite me from winning. So for my next game, I have decided to sit on my left, if that's possible, and that would result in me definitely winning big. Okay, now I just have to put my plan into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my Christmas Day consisted of slacking at home, rawr. There are some nice Christmas shows shown on TV during the Christmas period, those feel good shows and slice of life shows that you don't normally get a chance to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmm here's a 24-hour later update on the status of the Christmas cards that I sent: I sent an unknown number/amount of cards, and I have thussofar received feedback and acknowledgement of the recievement of... exactly half of the total number of cards I sent out. Hrmm that's not bad, considering it's always been called the snail mail. And I actually received reply mail O_O. Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8664119325088532017?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8664119325088532017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8664119325088532017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8664119325088532017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8664119325088532017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-again.html' title='Merry Christmas Again!'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-7841441202402004725</id><published>2008-12-24T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:47:49.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas all. By the time this post is posted, it'll be past midnight, and it'll be Christmas Day proper. To all of you out there who celebrate Christmas, I wish you a Merry day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this year, I have done something I haven't done before o_O. I sent Christmas cards! Let me see... Most of you non-lurkers who read this blog should have received the mail today, on Christmas Eve. Because the Singapore Post is really quite freaking efficient, they can send next day mail anywhere in singapore everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay more on these mysterious letters that suddenly appear in your mailbox - They are sent by me! No shit they have my name on it. The bad handwriting is all mine, except for the very first few words that you see, they are written by my personal secretary aka. my sister, who has awesome handwriting (as compared to mine). If your letter has a lack of words, I'm sorry but I am a man of few words, or rather, dunno what to write lol. The number of stickers in your letter is directly proportional to how much time I am willing to spend to (cut and peel and) paste those stickers. In other words, STICKER SPAM TIEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since it's Christmas, let's talk more Christmasy stuff. Movie-wise, Love Actually is an awesome movie. Yea I know I'm slow, but I didn't get to watch it until like last week or smth. Nice movie as a whole, but Singapore censorship is baskit. Then again, I had a friend to spoiler/discuss the movie during and after the broadcast. As in there are lots of stuff you wouldn't notice/understand until you watch the movie multiple times, and that friend has watched it at least 5 times. Actor-wise/Actresses-wise, Hugh Grant is joke, Professor Snape is a badguy, like Sol Badguy, Keira Knightley has beautifully uneven teeth and she's damn skinny, Elisha Cuthbert IS ALWAYS AWESOME &lt;3, and err... Rowan Akinson is more joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Christmas stuff - I went to watch a Christmas play along Orchard Road on Saturday. It was a naice feel good play, the script is quite good though there are a small number of lines I dont get at all, the cast is awesome, full of likable characters and acted by good looking ppl. Winner of best Female character goes to the Geisha in the show, and Winner of the best Male character also goes to the Geisha in the show. Dont ask how that is possible (ARGHHH HAIRY LEGS IN A KIMONO ARGHHHH, MY EYES ARE BLEEDING). The ninja is also quite likable, surprisingly he has hair zomg. The Hawaii dude has lol joke amount of screentime. The postman aka. Angel Gabriel looks cool. The main character dude whashe name has glasses that have no lens so I had this great urge to poke his eyes out. In general a good way to spend 40-50mins (x2) of your time and get into the Christmas Spirit. In conclusion, one phrase - "It's called Professionalism!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-7841441202402004725?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/7841441202402004725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=7841441202402004725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7841441202402004725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7841441202402004725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-3578093812349663627</id><published>2008-12-24T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:19:52.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sankakucomplex.com/wp-content/gallery/cache/27403__448x_sukima013266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 336px;" src="http://www.sankakucomplex.com/wp-content/gallery/cache/27403__448x_sukima013266.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ¯3¯)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3578093812349663627?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3578093812349663627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3578093812349663627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3578093812349663627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3578093812349663627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas.html' title='xmas'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8269427375888754651</id><published>2008-12-13T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:11:38.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>Back from the Largest Island Continent on this Planet!</title><content type='html'>Not like there are many Island Continents. Well, if you define Continents as one of the 7 hugeass masses of dirt around, and define Island as a hugeass mass of dirt with hugerass mass of water surrounding it, then hrmm. North America is stuck to South America so they're both not Islands, Europe, Asia and Africa has a threesome party there, so they're all out, and that leaves Australia and Antartica. Ahh screw it, let's just say I came back from Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because this post is at 1am here in Singapore, which translates to 4am there in Melbourne, I am really tired. So if you would ask me how's my trip, the first thing I would reply is the weather there is awesome. It's currently summer-ish time in the Southern Hemisphere for all those noob at Geog ppl out there, and Singapore and Melbourne is in the Southern Hemisphere so it should naturally be Summer in Singapore and Melbourne, so ya my logic is working. But their definition of Summer, or rather the beginning of summer, is 12 deg C lowest! Living in the meh weather of Singapore for so long, feeling 16 deg C in the midday and 12 deg C in the night is really a cool feeling. Yea, that's why I don't use air-con in my house for the whole year, just to save the cool feeling of air-con for the end-of-year trip. Yay glad to be back. Will post more on the trip soon, WITH PHOTOS =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8269427375888754651?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8269427375888754651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8269427375888754651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8269427375888754651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8269427375888754651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-largest-island-continent-on.html' title='Back from the Largest Island Continent on this Planet!'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8274438157084224616</id><published>2008-12-08T04:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:32:46.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sian'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... it looks like Dneo's parents came back for him after all. Too bad, now he's gone so there's no mahjong set so I can't show off my l33t awesome skillz at it, screw you all it was not luck niggas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays have passed the 50% mark, and after Chem Olympiad + EE which took out basically the first half, it's only now that it feels like the hols have really started. Which means I still have tons of intended but have not done stuff lying around, such as finishing Heaven's Feel, Tales of the Abyss, Clannad, old animu. And besides games, there's CAS to do, as well as TOK  and World Lit (TOK only takes a good day of work however so it's not much of a worry). However, even with this little time I still waste it on... random shit. It's so weird that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck this shit it's going to sound like I'm rambling on and I am NOT using some dumb lit device to bullshit my way out and say GUYS LOOK IT WAS STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS, english is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to continue, I would say that there's a lot I'm worried about for next year (why am i actually posting this at 5am I have no idea) and after that due to NS but well i figure the point of this blog , or rather my posts at this blog, is to deliver content that is interesting not in the herrick's convos kind of way but rather in the hahawtf way. Thus if i I wanted to do those I should have left it to another blog, which isn't imbluecauseimplayertwo. So none of you will ever get to read my srsbsns thoughts mwahaha. Anyway moving on to more normal stuff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WILL BE A RANT AT STARHUB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came back from an afternoon at the arcade, and after finishing dinner I'm like k it's time to go on the interwebs to be trollin' sum nubs amirite. Suddenly, msn fails to connect. And FF gives me DNS error. Uhoh not good. I call Dneo and he says he's fine playing dota. Wtf? My mom hears me going WTF IS HAPPENING HERE and she says hey the tv isn't working too (it was giving out this error about not attached to the cable point). obviously, starhub fucked up majorly here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOGICALLY, the correct thing to do after checking it wasn't a local fault (ie check with neighbours) was to call them up and ask why/when would it be fixed/am i getting compensation etc. RIGHT? so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call the number and i get the automated reply thing. ok no biggie. first one is plz press 1 for english okay press 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the voice changes to this reaaaalllly singlish sounding woman who sounds like she's also reading off a card because of all these pauses while she thinks of how to pronounce the next word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE UNABLE TO TAKE YOUR CALL BECAUSE OF OVERWHELMING RESPONSE TO OUR PROMOTIONS PLEASE HOLD AND WE WILL ATTEND TO YOU SHORTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck are these promotions i would like one because your shitty service is making me unable to do anything so why are there promotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point i hung up and decided to try again. for the same result. so i continued on the automated service and went broadband &gt; maxonline which again doesn't help me and the recorded message is actually a protip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went IF YOU ARE EXPERIENCING PROBLEMS CONNECTING TO THE INTERNET THROUGH A ROUTER CONNECT IT DIRECTLY TO YOUR CABLE MODEM INSTEAD durrr no shit even a primary school kid would know that, come on who the fuck calls starhub to ask about such things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end even after i bathed and called again i was met again with this dumb idiotic telephone message, evidently promotions are srs bsns. i would now stick a pic of promotions guy here but i'm lazy to find one. so screw that. tldr starhub is fucking stupid, maintenance and 2 days later my net screws up? and my xdcc speeds suddenly became slow shit for months, wtf are they doing argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news i am a fat loser with no money and no skill to do anything that would directly or indirectly result in any, or rather no skill to do anything except be a bum but that's a post for another day seeya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am edit: where the fuck are my kannagi subs GYABO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8274438157084224616?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8274438157084224616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8274438157084224616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8274438157084224616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8274438157084224616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4139292921744106160</id><published>2008-12-06T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:17:39.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>Melbourne</title><content type='html'>Yo peeps, my plane's in.... 2 hours and 35 minutes time, and I'm still at home. Wtf? Err long story lol, but the situation is that my bags are packed, I'm ready to go~. But my parents are out now, and GG no transport. Oh noes. The art of cutting the timing down VERY fine clearly runs in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to whoever who next calls me out of my house, tell me 30 minutes before the time we're suppose to meet, and I'll only be 15 mins later than the actual time. E.G. You want to meet at 1 pm. You call up and tell me the meeting time is at 12.30pm. I'll see you there are 1.15pm. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Time now is 10.18pm lolol. That's 1 hour and 32 minutes till my plane leaves. So much for Please be there 2 hours before the scheduled time. AND MY PARENTS AREN'T BACK YET. Q_Q I bet they left without me and my sis =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K peeps, bye to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4139292921744106160?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4139292921744106160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4139292921744106160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4139292921744106160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4139292921744106160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/melbourne.html' title='Melbourne'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8442357652427546154</id><published>2008-12-06T03:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:37:56.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ambition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Readership'/><title type='text'>I LIED, NO ONE DIED</title><content type='html'>FORENOTE: For the infinity of you minus 2 people (x = infinity - 2, where x is the number of people I'm referring to) who doesn't get the meaning behind my post title, I'm lazy to explain it, go google it or ask Cherilyn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first things first, when I said I was going to post daily, I LIED. Haha. So funny. Not. O wells, I hope you loyal followers have been constantly refreshing the page while waiting for my words of wisdom. If you haven't been doing that, you aren't loyal enough, so go away. Okay, I have created a tier list for the readership of this blog, here's how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Overlord Dneo&lt;br /&gt;2. Chief Minion Cherilyn (who assumes my position and does my tasks for me when I'm slacking)&lt;br /&gt;3. Loyal followers since the beginning of the end. (Last Count: 2.5)&lt;br /&gt;4. Loyal followers since somewhere in the middle (Last Count: 3.5 + maybe 1)&lt;br /&gt;5. People who stumble upon this treasure trove of words because a certain 2.Lfstbote (&lt;-- it's an acronym)  went about telling a certain shared group of friends about the existence of this place. (Last Count: 2 + 1 + possibly 2 + possibly more)&lt;br /&gt;6. LURKERS (Uncountable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now, I'm sure after looking at the list above, all of you would like to be promoted to level 1, but that's reserved for Overlord Dneo. However, you can attempt to get promoted to a higher level than you currently are, by various means, of which I am too bored/sian/tired (it's 3.30am wtf?) to list, but they may or may not include SPAMMING TAGBOARD (IN CAPS), posting comments in posts by mah fan-ingly logging into blogger and revealling your true identity, donating a huge sum of money (okay, even a measley amount would do) to Dneo's pocket money fund, find means to provide Dneo with 28 hours in a day, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday, I went to watch the anime movie The Sky Crawlers with a group of mahjong kaki. On the note of the mahjong kaki, "it's all pure beginner's luck I tell you". Okay back to the topic, after mahjonging with my kaki for slightly more than 2 winds worth, we decided it was late enough and we had to leave for the 9.15 movie. The pizza was weird looking, but good. Thanks. After arriving at the cinema counter for the movie not 10 mins before the movie started, we managed to get 2nd from back row seats, yay good job. Time skip. It is now 9.25+afewminutes, we got past the bouncer dude at the entrance of the halls, and was directed to the "second cinema on the right". When we got in, we found our seats koped by a couple. O_O. As the brave leader that I was, leading my company of brave men into the dark unknown of the cinema, I bravely approached the couple and enquired about the current placements of their bums on our seats. The return fire was harsh, but I was not afraid of the enemy, and I pressed on, while my men provided little covering fire from behind. My surprise ally came in the form of a dude seating in a single seat (wtf there's single seats in the cinemas? For sad ronery dudes with no gfs and no companies of men?) behind who said "Yes, this is cinema 4". Okay, so the couple was going to cinema 2, but because of the not-really-optimal placing of signs outside the cinemas, they were confused and went into our hall 4 instead. As a sign of gratitude towards my victorious approach towards the couple of enemies, I was given freedom to choose my seating. Well not really, but I would like to think so. Okay so the movie started, and ended around 2 hours later. Okay tiem for movie review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmm, no spoilers shall be posted here, just my thoughts and spoiler-free review of the movie. Pre-movie thoughts: There was a booth at AFA08 (refer to older post by guest writer) on the art work and inspiration for the movie that was to be shown soon on cinemas. The title of Sky Crawlers was not that catchy, and I believed stuff like Appleseed and Vexille or even Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea were much more appealing titles. And even after watching the show, I can't really say the use of the word Crawlers is fitting, maybe they're crawling through time, but that's not really right. On browsing the booth and reading random parts of the booth, I found out some trivia about the movie, like the usage of nice Polish architecture and stuff. Second thing about the movie was the review I read on Straits Times Life section, which gave it a 3.5/5 rating. Though quite normally a discerning reader, I still had to be reminded by Johnny that Life section reviews on anime movies are not to be trusted and this reinforced my belief that the movie I was going to watch would be extremely good, as 3.5 should be a total underration, and it was. (On a side note, the last three major movies that I excitedly encouraged my friends to watch turned out to be stuff that was either 1. a waste of money, 2. failplot or 3. ARGHHHH. And their acronyms are respectively DoA, QoS and TMG (Ahahahhahah, the mere mention of the title sends shivers down my spine) This movie spoilt my 0% of good movie recommendation rating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the movie itself, hrmm what to say about it without spoiling...&lt;br /&gt;Artwork - Great&lt;br /&gt;Characters - Memorable (we shall all learn how to fold newspapers)&lt;br /&gt;Pace - Very stone, but quite fitting and brings across the message well&lt;br /&gt;Plot - Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Hrmm individual comments - Beware the eyes!, look out for the awesome dog (whose name shall either be Bolt or Jinroh (spoiler)), the cat (if I remember correctly there was one), the hamster (o wait i'm thinking of the wrong movie, cancel that), the reverse-trap (Omg I got reversed trapped), the rori (yay for roris), the tsun-dere-tsun-yan-dere, and more. Overall a good movie, and it made me think some bit, as in it made me ponder the questions about life that the movie raised. Recommendation - Go watch it if you're a fan of airplanes, animation, little children, thought provoking movies, or if you just want to spend 2 hours of your life watching the hard work of the people that produced this good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, now on to the third matter of the day. On reading today's (Friday's) papers, I found an article that was quite shocking. A 19-year-old boy was arrested and charged on the offence of being indecent to an 8 year old girl and a 9 year old girl. The newspaper reported that the guy sbs-ed the 8 year old girl and overpowered her, but she escaped and complained to her mommy. Some time later, he once again, at a similar setting of a hdb elevator, took out a knife and threatened the 9 year old girl, and forced her to take off her shirt. Apparently he did not do anything more serious or that would have been reported as well. Okay so what are my thoughts on this matter? He is Dumb. In more ways than one. Everything he's doing is wrong: the target (older plz), the place of attack (less public area plz), the motive (what motive?), or lack of it, the lack of paper bag over the head (at least cover face), the lack of social responsibility (comon, you are scarring these little girls for life, if you just HAD to commit such crimes, at least commit on people or things that won't get scarred for life (like you can always threaten a shopfront mannequin to take off his/her/its shirt)), and... I shall not comment further =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more accurate information, go read the papers yourself, and disclaimer: everything I write here should not be taken too seriously nor be taken to be the absolute truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. As you can see, there are 3 vague ideas and topics covered on today's post. These shall be payback for my lack of posting for which I have already explained at the beginning of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a parting note, I shall be going overseas to Melbourne, USA (it's just beside Singapore, China on the world map) from the 6th of Dec to the 14th of Dec. I'll be driving around, and hopefully GET ON A HOT AIR BALLOON WOOTZ, and maybe I'll explore around so that if I go back one day, I can fufill my life's quests of trying out:&lt;br /&gt;1. Surfing without getting eaten by a shark (you can read wayy too many shark attack stories on reader's digest over the years)&lt;br /&gt;2. Bungee Jumping (fufill all my suicidal tendencies without paying the cost of 1x Life.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Parachuting (like bungee jumping, but can fly longer)&lt;br /&gt;4. Hang Gliding (like parachuting, but much longer too =) )&lt;br /&gt;5. SPACE TRAVEL (lolwhat?)&lt;br /&gt;6. Kangaroo riding (WHATT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so one or two of the stuff in the list arent exactly accurate, but whatever. Adios Amingoes, Sore Jya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8442357652427546154?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8442357652427546154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8442357652427546154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8442357652427546154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8442357652427546154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-lied-no-one-died.html' title='I LIED, NO ONE DIED'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4677047894995862974</id><published>2008-12-03T02:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:43:57.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Names'/><title type='text'>Hi to you</title><content type='html'>Hi to you. It's 2.20am here. Clearly the owner and guest writer of this blog have screwed up internal clocks. @Cherilyn - Nice sleep at 9am and wake up at 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm bored once again, so I've decided to post a post a day, like what I attempted to do last time but failed. And since I'm going on a year-end holiday trip to Melbourne, I shall stop posting once I leave the country, which is somewhere around the 6-7th of December, which is.... 3 days time. Yes that's right. With my awesome planning to be lazy and slack, I shall create the impression that I'm hardworking and posting once a day, but because of certain commitments, such as catching a plane to fly off to a desert country full of kangerooos and err... ex-convicts, I shall be forced to stop posting once a day. =) (note that I never mentioned whether I would continue blogging once a day once I return, so you should not bring that up either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and today's first of a few random topics would be... Name Calling. Not like "you nincompoop" and "@&amp;amp;^$*(%*", but rather your real given name. Yes, that one written on your birth cert and I.C., and whatever official identification that you have. Hrmm, for those of you ignorant people who haven't heard of my wonderfully awesome name, and it is not &lt;span&gt;"Dneo, Huhx, Shadowelf, etc", it is Darrell. Okay so what does Darrell mean? I had the opportunity to check a baby name book a few days back, when I went out with my mum and sis to shop. And I don't shop, so I just stared at people frying ice cream parfait (pronounced PAR-FAT(not.), actual pronounciation from the m-w website is... PAR-FAYE, so ya, go impress your friends)&lt;/span&gt; and browsed through books at MPH. A small prize for guessing which part of small small Singapore we went to that day. So in the book, under 'Boys A-G', I found Darrell. Yay. It's french in origin, and means beloved (of course), darling (naturally), and.... grove of oak trees (WTF). Okay, great, so I was named after a grove of oak trees. Or rather, I'm named AS a freaking grove of oak trees, good job there. But I like my name, so I'm not complaining =) Then along comes my sis, and I showed her the awesome meanings of my marvelous name. So we checked her name - Sharmaine. It said: (American) refer to Charmaine. Okay no problem, clearly her name is just an american variation of Charmaine. And at Charmaine, it said: (French) refer to Carmen. Err okay, so we went to check Carmen, and it said (Latin) meaning song. Lol, so my sister is named as a american variation of the french variation of the latin word meaning song. And before we could check more stuff, like the meanings of my whole family's names, or (I just thought of it) the meaning of Darrell under 'Girls A-G', we had to go. =( O wells there's always the internet but as you can see I'm too lazy to check, so I'll just wait till I pass by that area the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's the meaning of your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. One objective of this post was so that guest writer's posts do not flood my blog's front page. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4677047894995862974?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4677047894995862974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4677047894995862974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4677047894995862974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4677047894995862974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-to-you.html' title='Hi to you'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-3676490547454056943</id><published>2008-12-02T05:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:48:34.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May&apos;n'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFA'/><title type='text'>AFA day 2</title><content type='html'>Pic dump first. As said earlier, no clue wtf is wrong with my focus sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYq8bFi-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/3n1dfY9W-AM/s1600-h/P1000252.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/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYq8bFi-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/3n1dfY9W-AM/s400/P1000252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274938558355180514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this because oh wow it's DtB cosplay. Totemo mezurashii ne. The first time I only saw the Amber, which made me think it was CC in normal wear. Rofl. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The figurine displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYO-OwKiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bfOyhZ-BCB4/s1600-h/P1000251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYO-OwKiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bfOyhZ-BCB4/s400/P1000251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274938077803981346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too bad I didn't take a good pic, this was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYODUb-vI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Mx7daNQ6tGU/s1600-h/P1000250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYODUb-vI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Mx7daNQ6tGU/s400/P1000250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274938061990132466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE EPIC LENNETH, THIS PIC DOES NOT DO ITS MAJESTY ANY JUSTICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYN_kjfNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lzsoR8e62G4/s1600-h/P1000249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYN_kjfNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lzsoR8e62G4/s400/P1000249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274938060983991506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;awesome y/n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYNsK4tQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FQtyK0P7-4o/s1600-h/P1000248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYNsK4tQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FQtyK0P7-4o/s400/P1000248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274938055776056578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ugh this turned out so bad, shaky hands ftl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYNTG3x9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/s423OOeZqOE/s1600-h/P1000247.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/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYNTG3x9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/s423OOeZqOE/s400/P1000247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274938049048332242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX5x3rZDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ThS2vaht3Gk/s1600-h/P1000246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX5x3rZDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ThS2vaht3Gk/s400/P1000246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937713708721202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;since bandai organised this, there was a gundam exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX59CvEnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NFB9fQdAAfc/s1600-h/P1000245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX59CvEnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NFB9fQdAAfc/s400/P1000245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937716707889778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX5vYitRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sjnZvpKFEgE/s1600-h/P1000244.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/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX5vYitRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sjnZvpKFEgE/s400/P1000244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937713041257746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX5VxRU3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/N624UbH7Jz8/s1600-h/P1000243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX5VxRU3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/N624UbH7Jz8/s400/P1000243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937706165654386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX456t5ZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cOtj-vRTm9E/s1600-h/P1000242.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/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRX456t5ZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cOtj-vRTm9E/s400/P1000242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937698689082770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think the archer and the fight there in this pic are awesome shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on to the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special double post! Since I'm up at 5am after cleaning up my room and all =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a crappy and really horribly late report on AFA day 2 for fags who didn't go and some random guy who was hiking or something .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the epic concert the previous night, and the lack of anything really awesome to do at AFA, many people decided to not go early on the second day. As noted by juen: "wtf you going there for, cosplay mania??" Therefore sera and dneo decided letz go late lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus it was up to me to arrive early to CAMP FOR FIGMAS. Which I did. Arriving at slightly after 9, it was shocking to find NO ONE LOL. No queue at all compared to Saturday's longasfuck queue. This was good. Thus at 10am I was first in line at the door and READY TO CHIONG. This plan happened to be a success as I got figma Fate and Nanoha within 5 mins of rushing in fuck yes niggas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this there was.. nothing much to do besides wait for XM to arrive at 10+, since Dneo decided not to come after inviting him. Pangsehhhh so I went to the MBAA machine to play this guy from sgab, and he was dying against the com in stage 1 (coz being worse than me at stick and sucking at mb is not a good combi) so I played him to save him and conveniently won. This was followed by some stick practice with the awesome machine (it's bugis machine lol) and later I HAVE A CHALLENGER. who is bj0rn the animeblogger. wtf. who i somehow managed to win 5 games in a row. goddamnit vsion's overhead kick changed wtf. but half nanaya rigged at this level so it was succesful pwning crescent LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finish I find XM has been looking for me (oops) so i went to find him and show him around a bit. XM's POV on his blog, which I can't remember the link but it's on jonny's so w/e. Whoops. I guess we were both kinda bored, nothing special on that day so I camped the AA machine and watched, until sera came along later and we then proceeded to camp the AA machine and watch some more. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, AFA day 2 was.. do nothing until all the events were over and then start camping the stage for May'n. Because what was happening was that 1) the audience was a lot bigger than Aniki's (sad eh?) and 2) the barriers were further back. In effect, when me and sera got there and went to the front of the queue, that was where the barriers would eventually be. Thus we were unable to get out and this forced poor dneo and xm to not be able to be at the front because dneo is a latefag np.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from this unfortunate incident and afterwards having to stand there for 2 hours and in the process getting paint on my shirt from the barriers (fuck you barriers), our patience was finally rewarded with the appearance of May'n (not gonna talk about the shitty warmup band, ok they arent THAT shitty but meh, ok kudos for trying i guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok firstly May'n is cute as hell D: setlist can be found everywhere and it's not particularly important. However, when she sang Yousei (surprised me) that version sounded a lot better than the album one, because I think it was a ...remixed one. Or it sounded like one. Anyway all the songs were great, with me and sera going Y NO LIGHTSTICK, FUG. May'n is really much better live than on recording, because her voice is really powerful and on CD you can't really appreciate the emotion and all. So yeah, obviously everyone thought Diamond Crevasse was even more awesome coz of this effect =D And during the last song, Iteza Gogo Kuji Don't Be Late, me and sera decided screw it, why not just be hyped even though no lightstick and fistpumped during the MOTTEKE and TONDEKE ^__^ lolol follow the lead of the May'n fan from Japan who taught the diamond pass people what to do when they were playing recorded versions before she appeared. The audience was a bit more sian than Aniki's concert, but I guess that's expected. ah well. being in the non-vip section and seeing the back of the $68 people all just stoning sucked though, I deserve that spot more than those fags who buy just to say they bought! D: wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, AFA day 2. Only for the concert, more or less. but that was worth it! I think I already said my thoughts on the whole thing in the first day post, and my opinion's nothing new, so yeah. Just hoping next year they'll improve on this and we can see JAM project =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scroll down for double post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-3676490547454056943?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/3676490547454056943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=3676490547454056943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3676490547454056943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/3676490547454056943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/afa-day-2.html' title='AFA day 2'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRYq8bFi-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/3n1dfY9W-AM/s72-c/P1000252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-9029993992887135653</id><published>2008-12-02T05:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:47:52.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lulz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>room redecoration</title><content type='html'>SO I FINALLY GOT RID OF ALL THE SHANA POSTERS AND STUFF LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent a pic of them to sz hopefully he will buy off me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wtf what is wrong with the camera, its really like the focusing is broke or something )): oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUhIY-ZHI/AAAAAAAAADw/KeW3Hz7S2mI/s1600-h/P1000266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUhIY-ZHI/AAAAAAAAADw/KeW3Hz7S2mI/s400/P1000266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274933991722345586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shifted the haruhi posters to the other cupboard, put up the really? really! wallscroll (or... cupboard scroll now) and shifted rei poster here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUg-bnXGI/AAAAAAAAADo/tpHWcbM50Us/s1600-h/P1000265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUg-bnXGI/AAAAAAAAADo/tpHWcbM50Us/s400/P1000265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274933989049064546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUgiBlcoI/AAAAAAAAADg/IQFyaaekeOA/s1600-h/P1000264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUgiBlcoI/AAAAAAAAADg/IQFyaaekeOA/s400/P1000264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274933981423694466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUgIviuPI/AAAAAAAAADY/kXNzgK6vvcE/s1600-h/P1000263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUgIviuPI/AAAAAAAAADY/kXNzgK6vvcE/s400/P1000263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274933974637132018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOOK IT'S THE MAHOU SHOUJO SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUf2vnAuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/j2lfXsiRYnM/s1600-h/P1000262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUf2vnAuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/j2lfXsiRYnM/s400/P1000262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274933969805574882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bishoujos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRXHr0HZtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yzlWB_AMDKE/s1600-h/P1000269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRXHr0HZtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yzlWB_AMDKE/s400/P1000269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936853089707730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRXHBooiCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wxLHlb69XJg/s1600-h/P1000268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRXHBooiCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wxLHlb69XJg/s400/P1000268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936841767258146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll have to rearrange my bookshelf lol, shift stuff to the next shelf and etc etc. i bet this collection is small compared to cleon or herrick's tho D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ayumi poster is still around (lol 3d) but i didn't take a pic of it. LOLOL HI IM REITA CHAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-9029993992887135653?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/9029993992887135653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=9029993992887135653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/9029993992887135653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/9029993992887135653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/12/room-redecoration.html' title='room redecoration'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/STRUhIY-ZHI/AAAAAAAAADw/KeW3Hz7S2mI/s72-c/P1000266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-8965395230056435553</id><published>2008-11-27T22:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T02:58:27.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seiyuu awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='om nom nom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kugyuu'/><title type='text'>seiyuu awards what's good</title><content type='html'>LATE NIGHT NINJA EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM FINALLY DONE WITH EE FUCK YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather, the first draft. and just the writing. not the editing. but WHOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img55.imageshack.us/img55/2579/iup675558oy8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 288px;" src="http://img55.imageshack.us/img55/2579/iup675558oy8.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;om nom nom nom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i somehow decide to vote i guess it will be for NANA-CHAN ^____^ or Minorin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8965395230056435553?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8965395230056435553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8965395230056435553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8965395230056435553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8965395230056435553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/11/seiyuu-awards-whats-good.html' title='seiyuu awards what&apos;s good'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-5266109353706728502</id><published>2008-11-25T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:11:52.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aniki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFA'/><title type='text'>AFA 08</title><content type='html'>Well, AFA 08 is finally over, and I must say I had a really great time there. This post isn't going to be a picture filled review seeing as 1) I only took a few random pics 2) my camera fails 3) I didn't go around that much seeing as I am very newfag at animu. Therefore, what will follow will be pretty much my limited view of the stuff which was there, and my thoughts on it. Actually, a lot of this will be "WHAT I DID AT AFA" for the benefit of herrick who is afk hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off chronologically, the day started with me being later than Dneo (-_-;;) which was a bad start. Arrived at City Hall at ~9.10 to meet up with luminodrake and Carillus my SWR BFFs (I told them you were very sad about being in sabah herrick) who are taller than me and pretty cool people, because they got custom made Touhou shirts to wear for that day. Carillus is a bit like Marcus Ting haha. Dneo did not get to make friends at this juncture because he does not play SWR and thus I ended up doing most of the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to Suntec and LONG QUEUE IS LONG. Got directed by the securitydude to the WRONG QUEUE and thus wasted an hour in the wrong one, where serados/junwei joined us, letting Dneo have someone to talk to. Screamed overly loudly (ie HAHA WHATTHEFUCK) at a fail Ranka carrot cosplay that walked past and was shushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, got in the CORRECT QUEUE with the aid of lumin and was thus able to enter at 10+. What joy. Met up with Dhuran and his friend Colin who helped me to buy my LBEX pencilboards, which I shall provide pix of for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img368.imageshack.us/img368/9950/p1000257ar3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://img368.imageshack.us/img368/9950/p1000257ar3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know the pic is fail quality. Something's wrong with my autofocus. Against a backdrop of History EE material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carillus attempted to get pencilboards and failed miserably because the KKnM queue was LONGASFUCK and they were all sold out. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the first day was pretty much nothing interesting, walking around finding people I knew online to talk to (from sgab mostly) and amazing Dneo with my many internet connections. Basically, much time was spent at the MBAA machine watching Dneo noob around with Hisui. Gratz, rubbish throwing is now top tier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much else was done, besides walking around and chatting with different groups of people. Small review of the booths here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gundam Display - Some pretty awesome stuff there as they were competitive entries, I guess for good pictures probably find other animebloggers or I'll try uling some of the fail stuff I took sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toy n Toys Figurine Display - The more well know names i.e. GSC, Maxfac, Alter, SquareEnix. A lot of nice figurines to admire, especially the set of Figmas =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuangyi booth - Only took a quick glance, but seemed to have a pretty nice selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaiaonline - FUCK THAT SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manga Kissaten - A bit weird to have such a place in a convention, didn't seem to have much business. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS Anime Club Booth - Graphite entries and some other artwork featured here. Plenty of great artwork here, as well as more white paper for graffiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDS Booth - I didn't preorder the SW/Nanoha stuff, but am sorely tempted to for EOY. However along with the NUS booth had some nice stuff featured, beside it was some yaoi doujin booth or something lolwut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IFS Booth - AMAZING art. Even though I don't know much about them except that they designed some of the DotA loading screens, the few pictures there were seriously awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odex booth - featuring Shitna, Torafaila, Code Trainwreck, Shit Beat, and Casshern Sins. And selling Domo kun stuff (wtf?) well, at least they tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studio 4(deg)C - Studio behind DMC. Koji Morimoto was having a autograph session there. Juen bought one of their books to be signed. Although sadly I know way too little about such a legendary group of animators, I must say it was pretty cool to see Morimoto-sensei there. He doesn't look at all like someone who would be behind DMC, lol. And by all reports he's quite an awesome dude (besides doing DMC) I'll probably go read up more on them in future, it is quite newfaggy to not know about them. Now I feel ashamed for not knowing them, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Small edit: something fucked up in my original post resulting in the first half being cut off. and i can't remember what i wrote exactly. zzz fuckyoublogger nevermind no one saw it anyway so i'll just try to rewrite]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of AFA has to be Ichirou Mizuki (better known as Aniki)'s concert. Like Studio 4degC, I didn't know of him before AFA, so I guess one of the good things about AFA will be introducing me to his work and songs. However, Cleon/Herrick/Sera told me about him so I went to the concert with at least a bit of knowledge. And he blew away all expectations I had. Every song was filled with GAR, and his aura of manliness was palpable. After listening to the recorded ones on Youtube, I think he sounds even better live. There's no real need for a setlist, except that it was mostly his more well known songs such as Captain Harlock and Mazinger Z OP.  He does know how to work the crowd as well, as expected of someone with 40 years of anison behind him. The atmosphere was great with people hyped up and singing along Mazin GO Mazingerrrrr ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being a great singer and performer, he struck me as someone who did not let all of it get to his head, as he did so because of his passion. He interacted with the audience quite a lot, and always had a witty quip ready. Truly it's been my privilege to see Aniki perform up close, and I must say it's something I won't easily forget. If he somehow comes to SG again (with JAM project hopefully) I'll definitely want to pick up a VIP pass or something again, because he is fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end he came down into the VIP area and started circling the area, brushing the hands of the fans. As he came close to where we were, I was blocked by the 2 girls from pushing forward against the fence, and thus I fail. ): However, sera got to touch KAMI NO TE and thus is now filled with manly spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended off with an encore and the autograph session. I was sorely tempted to just jump the barrier and scream ANIKI but I decided even though he might think it was GAR the security probably wouldn't. On a post-concert high, Sera and I checked the Toy n Toys booth and found that Revoltech Yotsuba and Mass Production Eva were on sale, much to our delight and thus there went 30 bucks each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, AFA isn't really that great of a convention though. Prices jacked up (1 buck for 1 game of MBAA) and a bit of organizational failure. However, the concert made up for everything and I think while it does have its faults, being the first time such a convention is organised here, it will continue to improve. I did enjoy myself thoroughly though, since I had people to talk to and stuff to buy. It's just that I realise the rest of the people, who are less hardcore, will probably find less stuff interesting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of Aniki, here's a link to an interview which he did: http://naka-dashi.org/index.php/2008/11/interview-with-ichirou-mizuki/#more-1360&lt;br /&gt;He's truly someone I have gained respect and admiration for after AFA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 post soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-5266109353706728502?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/5266109353706728502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=5266109353706728502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5266109353706728502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/5266109353706728502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/11/afa-08.html' title='AFA 08'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4489264969998182648</id><published>2008-11-21T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:28:55.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolis'/><title type='text'>@Dneo</title><content type='html'>Dear Darrell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found multiple errors in your post. Please award me multiple lolis for my efforts. Btw, IMM is at Jurong East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Quest to find boku &lt;-- Boku not capitalised 2) we ate subway there &lt;-- See above. 3) First floor consists of mainly food &lt;-- You mean shops that sell food right 4) Then, as all nice stuff are at the higher floors, I went straight to the third floor. It consisted of warehouses, and offices, and more warehouses, and a few more offices, &lt;-- Is this supposed to be irony 5) thussofar &lt;-- is not a word 6)  amassed &lt;-- Can't amass stores maybe you mean amass visits 7) chio/moe/pretty bleach/naruto/onepiece characters &lt;-- biggest mistake 8) I assume the boosters set number aren't wrong or something 9) 地獄少女　is the kanji btw. If you can't tell it's di4 yu4 lol 10) Bara-smthsmth &lt;-- Barasuishou (no I did not google that) 11) Assuming Allen Walker thing is correct 12) The tag in your post is wrong, how can it be daily when it's... not &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz give me lolis. Kthnx. Btw it's not really wrong but you were watching Macross to get ready for AFA and you can't watch it because of AFA so that's some fail there but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O god May'n is cute =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troll post of the day brought to you by cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val____ says: (10:27:31 PM)&lt;br /&gt;im going nz u want anything&lt;br /&gt;諫山 黄泉 //  YAY 500 WORDS OF EE WRITTEN &gt;____&gt; 3500 MORE TO GO says: (10:27:37 PM)&lt;br /&gt;a sheep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4489264969998182648?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4489264969998182648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4489264969998182648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4489264969998182648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4489264969998182648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/11/dneo.html' title='@Dneo'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-188142635499832275</id><published>2008-11-21T01:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:43:56.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Quest to find boku</title><content type='html'>I'm bored, so once again I shall post random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, or rather yesterday, since it is past 12am, I accompanied my family to IMM for dinner. In case you are wondering where IMM is, I have no freaking idea myself, cause I was dozing off during the car ride there. Ya, so I slept, then awoke to find myself at a mall called IMM. Dinner was first, and we ate subway there. Yum. Then I got to wander off by myself, while my mum and sis went to look at stuff that mothers and daughters see together, while sons wander off by themselves. First floor consists of mainly food, and err randomly mall-ish stores. Oh, and a giant Giant super/hyper-mart. Then, as all nice stuff are at the higher floors, I went straight to the third floor. It consisted of warehouses, and offices, and more warehouses, and a few more offices, and... ya you get my point. So I went back down to the second floor, and checked the level directory. The most interesting store was Comics Connection, so yay I went there. This is all part of my elaborate plan to visit every single comics connection in Singapore, so thussofar I have amassed 5 stores + 2 ones which I vaguely remember + a few random ones which I forgot. The 5 are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Plaza Singapura&lt;br /&gt;2. Bedok Interchange (bet no one knew about this ulu store)&lt;br /&gt;3. Bishan Junction 8&lt;br /&gt;4. Sengkang Compass something (went on tues lol, on my explore-the-north-east trip)&lt;br /&gt;5. IMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two vague ones are... some third floor jurong thingyplace and some woodlands thingyplace. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so back to the title of this post, I was well on my way in my Quest to find boku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, forgot to mention, on tuesday, at senkang comics con, I found metallic handphone stickers going at $3 apiece. YAY. Looked through 3 stacks of them, prolly around 170-200 total, and my catch was Saber + Rin, Suigintou + Shinku, C.C. + Kallen, and some random chio/moe/pretty bleach/naruto/onepiece characters. So I bought one, and it was...... Shinku. It goes well with the poster on my bedroom, or rather my bedroom which I use for 1/7 of the week. Yep lol. It's so shiny. Shiiinnnyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to the title once again. The IMM comics con had 3 of 7 types of WoW boosters, tdp, sotb, and hfi. O_O That's weird, sets 2, 5 and 6. Lol so fast set 7 (Drums) ran out. But that's besides the point. I found MORE metallic stickers! YAY. This time, they were hanging on those metal stick-out-thingies. 5 rows of them. I repeat, 5 rows of them. Each row having around 75 stickers, that amounts to 375 in total. Woot. So I started browsing through everything. Stuff that I found, in order of what I found first:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lots of random Death Note, One piece, Bleach, Naruto, Inuyasha (O_O), Hell girl (O_O, the 4 words/kanji symbol lol), Slam Dunk, Getbackers, Gintama stuff&lt;br /&gt;2. I found Suigintou (again), then I found Bara-smthsmth (the spoiler 7th doll) on the first row (from the right)&lt;br /&gt;3. On the second row, I found SHANA looking quite tsun and loli and melon-pan-ish, but on closer inspection it wasn't coloured properly =(&lt;br /&gt;4. Near the back of the second row I found Allen Walker with the golden snitch thingy (SHIT FORGOT HIS NAME, lemme think, think think think think, errr, no I'm not cheating and googling, Timcampy, YESSSS thats right), with Mr. Walker looking quite young but not that shota-ish, not that I go for such stuff, but the Fat Yaoi Fangirls that were also in the store might.&lt;br /&gt;5. At the back of the second row I found what I was looking for, Lenalee Leeeeee. And the version with the long hair. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;6. 3rd row was abit meh. Moar Saber and Rin but that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;7. 4th row was quite sucky too, I think there was a Shinku or two on this row. Oh, and a shit-forgot-his-name-too, the D.gray-man sword dude. Who looks wayy too much like Alto-hime. That reminds me, I have 22 more epis of Macross F to watch before this weekend. And I'm going out tmr/today, GG.&lt;br /&gt;8. 5th row had a Lavi (his voice actor sounds quite funky). And I found Kanaria and Hinaichigo. Oh, and that reminds me, I found a desu on the 4th and 1st rows. Okay, so now the rozen maiden count is: Suiggy's there, Kanaria's there, desu's there, WHERE'S THE BOKU, Shinku's there, Strawberry's there, and Spoiler's there.&lt;br /&gt;9. And scrolling through the rest of the 5th row, with my confidence and hope waning by each passing non-boku sticker, I reached the 6th last sticker. AND I FOUND A BOKU. Mission Success! That's the 369th sticker out of 375 stickers. What are the chances lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, and in the end I also bought 1 more sticker, and am frantically finding space on my phone to put the new sticker. Guess what it is? Nope it's not the boku, s/he'll fight with my Shinku when I'm not looking. Yepp it's the lenaleeeeeeeeee. I wanted the shana too, but it was sucky. Nvm there's always Plaza Sing comics con. Okay that's all folks. Lol off I go to find space on my hp casing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, err free hugs or a loli (pick one, only one) to whoever who can spot the math error in this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-188142635499832275?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/188142635499832275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=188142635499832275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/188142635499832275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/188142635499832275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/11/quest-to-find-boku.html' title='Quest to find boku'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-1712089711904023280</id><published>2008-11-18T00:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T03:04:57.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q_Q'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recount'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Yay holidays. And that marks the end of year 5 or IB year 1. Yay. Okay i was thinking of writing some long reflective post about the year, but screw it, if you want to read those go read other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What's red and green and goes around and around in circles? (and gets redder)&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Frog in a blender.&lt;br /&gt;Or a loli swinging a green lolly/ice cream that is actually red in the sun (answer vaguely similar to JY's (guest poster aka. cherilyn) answer)&lt;br /&gt;Or a parrot nailed onto the end of a spinning stick (don't ask me why or how Mark thought of this).&lt;br /&gt;Or a radioactive bleeding hamster (Thanks to herrick for this, it's actually quite a good answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to business, Why have I not been updating? WHY? Err, dunno, lazy i guess, or maybe just because. O wells. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K next thing: In the face of an economic downturn, worldwide recession, high inflation, high rice prices and high fuel prices, there is still a stall in Bedok who sells yong tau foo at $1.50 for a bowl. Can you believe it? Even school food which is meant to cater to poor students costs at least $2 for a decent meal. It's $1.50 for 7 pieces of random items plus noodles... and sauce. And chilli sauce if you like. Which I do. So I bought one packet today. Then after bringing it home and leaving it in the kitchen till dinnertime, I went to eat it. My mum koped some of my food, so I had half a bowl of yong tau foo left. Then when I was eating it, I was counting the items, and I counted only 6. On closer inspection, I realise my meatball was gone. WHERE DID IT GO? I asked my mum, no she did not eat my meatball. Then my dad confessed that he ate my meatball :'( There goes my meatball. Yesterday, my mum said she was at the bak chor mee stall, so I asked her to buy food back, so when I went home I was expecting meatballs, but she did not buy any back for me =( Dammit I want my meatball. Q_Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay on to other matters. Let's see what my guest poster has been posting... Oh Ya! Machine Girl! Okay, here's an advice to my legions of fans who read this blog: Go and watch Machine Girl (2008). You can download it, or ask to get it from me, or stream it or smth. Before November 5 you could have asked Herrick, but ever since we watched it at his house he has deleted it and has promised to never touch it again. That's a testament to how good it is. It is sooo bad it is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, what should I write about? Okay I shall give real life situations and you tell me what each person should have done. I was taking the bus home one day a long time ago, then on a stop this lady carrying a fat slinging bag and 2 handcarry fat bags decided to board the bus. She told the driver that she was only taking one stop, and asked if she must pay. The driver said no you. So she went down, not before scolding the bus driver and telling him off for being unkind. On another day, I saw this lady again, and she managed to succeed taking a stop without paying, because that driver was a niceguy. So guys, what should you have done in this situation if you were the bus driver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and on the train one day two to three weeks ago, I saw a public quarrel. It was frankly quite hilarious, and thinking about it makes me laugh. Okay here's the situation: Group 1 consists of a guy and four girls, all young adults. Let's call the guy G, because well, he's gay. Now you would be thinking, a guy having four girls by his side could not possibly be gay, well by gay I mean those effeminate girly guys. Hrmm, who to use as an analogy, okay guys, think of gurren lagann, now think of the gay technician dude, I mean gay technician girly dude, yea that one, that's him alright. Okay, so now that G is well introduced, let's move on. Girl number 1 would hereby be refered to as B, for reasons yet unsaid. Girl number 2 would be E, and Girl number 3 would be X, well, because they are extras in this play. Girl number 4 would be L, cause she's a leaver. Okay so I boarded the train at bugis, lalala, minding my own business. At Lavender or Aljunied Group 1, aka persons G B E X L came in and stood at the center. Then they proceeded to talk fairly loudly in the train. Note that as always, I'm a totally unbiased, and very very objective person when recounting this incident. I was busy reading my book (reader's digest), but they were slightly distracting. Not that I minded alot, cause it was kinda entertaining. From their conversation, I could make out that they just watched Mamma Mia the movie, and were highly inspired by the movie and songs. So girly G and his gang of girly girls proceeded to sing their own renditions of ABBA's songs, which was not bad to say the least. And the conversation proceeded to random songs and stuff, and I could remember one of the girls saying "I know a song!... (insert dramatic pause)... "I'm popeye the sailor mannn...."" at which the group followed along for a very short while, before bursting into laughter. Haha, okay so they are abit childish. Okay so I had to endure this till Kembagan, which was around 5 stops. At Kembagan, someone got up from the seat, the two seater seat beside the train connector, so I koped the seat. Found item: Seat. Oh ya I forgot, before Kembagan, at Eunos, little miss L left the group. Leaver!. But ya, not before giving hugs and kisses all round. All round the group only though, I didnt get a hug nor any kisses =( oh, and G said "Bye, darling..." in the most girly man sort of way you can think of. Ya, back to the story. At Kembagan, Group 2 appeared! Group 2 consists of a guy who shall be refered to as SG for his awesome remark of "So gay", and SG's friend who was mostly silent except for his awesome remark of "Shut up, Bitch", so now he's SuB. So at Kembagan, SG and SuB were leaving the train, and at the train door, SG played the part of an irate commutor who had his 10 minutes of peace disturbed by "Mamamia, here we go again, my my, how could I resist you..." and "I'm Popeye the sailor mannnn....." and told Group 1 off for making alot of noise. This story shall now turn into conversation mode: (note that because of non-perfect memorization ability, the following statements are written to give a gist of the event, and are not word for word correct) [Oh, and my thoughts shall be written in these]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG (with one foot out of the door, speaks politely): "Hey guys, could you please keep it down, you're are disturbing everyone here." [Wah nice one lah, go you for speaking up for everyone else]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 1 is taken aback, they are shocked, flabbergasted by the nerve of SG to make such an aweful remark. They must defend themselves, take up arms against these intruders of their private space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B (who happens to be closest to the door and to SG and SuB): "Who are you to make such comments? We can do what we like." [spoilt brat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG (still polite, in fact, he is calm and polite throughout the quarrel): "I am just speaking for everyone, could you please keep it down?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else from Group 1 rallies behind their brave comrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random person from Group 1: "No we shall not keep it down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt Announcer: "Doors are closing, di di di di di"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B (hautily): "Doors closing already, go away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the doors attempt to close and prevent the fateful quarrel, SG makes an important decision, he steps back into the train, and his friend SuB follows. Group 1 is shocked at the amount of committment Group 2 have. [+1 to Group 2, score now is 0:1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B (pre-emptive strike): "Now, who are you to say such things? You and your friend were just standing there (points at the train connector) the whole time, and as you walk past you have the cheek to say "So gay" at my friend. You have NO RIGHT to say such things about my friend" [wah, I didnt hear the "so gay" phrase, but well, it's true what... he IS gay]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG: "Wah, your friend can not stand up for himself ar?" [lol, good one there. +1 to group 2, score is 0:2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, G finally says something in his own defense, but because it is too insignificant, I forgot what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG: "Now people, let's not be childish here, all I'm asking is for you people to be quieter during the train ride" [that's quite reasonable of him, what a reasonable request]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: "This is a public area, we can do what we want" [what flawless logic]&lt;br /&gt;E or X: "Look who's being childish" [I'm looking all right, and currently the only childish ppl are you guys in Group 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG: "Exactly, it is a public area, that's why I'm asking you ppl to quieten down abit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B says something sarcastic, and this causes E and X to burst out laughing. I dunno if G was laughing or not, but if he was, it was too girly so it blended in with E and X's laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG reiterates his main point, all the while maintaining his cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B was going to rebutt with her flawless logic, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuB: "Shut up, Bitch" [YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. +999 to group 2, score is 0:1001]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is shocked! Including SG and especially little miss Bitch herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G (s/he speaks again! zomgz): "You have NO RIGHT to call my friend a bitch, I shall call the police" [appeal to authority moar, oh noes I scared of police, I'll give you 10 points for that 10:1001]&lt;br /&gt;E or X: "Wallow, you can't go around calling my friend a bitch, why are you SO FUCKING RUDE?" [CONGRATS THERE, you managed to say the F word in public!, do you want a prize? Then again, you get 900 points for this... 910:1001]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG (still calm O_O, this guy is awesome): "Calm down people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G or E or X: "We want to know why/how he (referring to SuB) can say such stuff, and we demand an apology."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG: "That has nothing to do with me, you can deal with my friend on that matter later, but all I'm asking is for you to quieten down" [Nice pang seh there, nice dodge, -11 points... 910:990]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the quarrel goes on, but 1 stop is up and Bedok here I come. If you analyse the situation properly, you realise that Group 1 has nothing to base their argument on except for the 'You can't call anyone of us gay or bitch' argument while Group 2 is just asking nicely, in fact, very nicely for them to be less of a public nuisance. Hrmm, who's side are you on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-1712089711904023280?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/1712089711904023280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=1712089711904023280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1712089711904023280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1712089711904023280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays.html' title='Holidays!'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4879688984846633115</id><published>2008-11-06T00:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:46:06.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lulz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little busters ecstasy'/><title type='text'>Review: The Machine Girl</title><content type='html'>So yesterday dneo was like HEY GUYS LETS WATCH MACHINE GIRL ITS A REALLY COOL SHOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like NO LETS WATCH KANNAGI, THATS COOLER MOTTO MOTTO JI MI DA NE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was overruled so we went to watch machine girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to summarize my thoughts on this show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like geass in the sense that it is so bad it is good but it didn't have a good ending to make up&lt;br /&gt;everything is epic lulz, how can it get 63% on rotten tomatoes wtf? from the gore (LOL how much red food dye went into making that) and the failservice (well ok not that bad the girl is pretty cute lol (when not covered in blood) &gt;_&gt;) and the horrible action. ALL THE MAKINGS OF A LOW BUDGET B-MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion one and a half hours of my life wasted on this for no reason T_T i blame dneo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news looping op songs is the new fad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKAKU TOBE TAKAKU SORA HE&lt;br /&gt;TAKAKU KERE TAKAKU KOE WO AGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4879688984846633115?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4879688984846633115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=4879688984846633115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4879688984846633115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/4879688984846633115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/11/review-machine-girl.html' title='Review: The Machine Girl'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-926596786469573552</id><published>2008-11-01T02:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T02:45:45.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lulz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pofv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kannagi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus camp'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously i think dneo abandoned this blog forever or something, isn't it sad? i think he's emo because he finally met someone who doesn't fall for bento setups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMINDER TO SELF JY STOP SLACKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore this shall be a random post about random things that are not interesting at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news that isnt chronological&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demel and Yukarin advance to the next round of SWR tourney by fighting random hwa chong people&lt;br /&gt;Demel fails and loses 1 match to a remi that he shouldn't have, lolol&lt;br /&gt;Yukarin goes through nerve wracking 2 games of Komachi vs Reimu POFV Lunatic and has to eat food afterward to stop hands shaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replays of fail SWR matches at http://www.youtube.com/user/melvin12345 &lt;-- SEE ME WHIFF ALL MY SPELLCARDS IN ALL THE MATCHES LOLWUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has ended and the holidays have begun. i mean the working days that we just get to wake up later at. HOWS FOCUS CAMP GUYS. deans list people not allowed to talk kthnx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese paper is on tuesday woohoo read moar chinese nao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm following 12 series this season, + i have tota and clannad to play, oh dear where will i get the time? school sucks wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kannagi op is brilliant JI MI DA NE~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaos head and index not too bad either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we can always use more nagi amirite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-926596786469573552?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/926596786469573552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=926596786469573552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/926596786469573552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/926596786469573552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/11/seriously-i-think-dneo-abandoned-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-1270526287101184678</id><published>2008-10-21T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:17:44.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anglolympics'/><category 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some lousy competition lolnerds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGLOLYMPICS&lt;br /&gt;WHERE MANY EPIC THINGS HAPPENED&lt;br /&gt;AND ALSO MANY NORMAL THINGS BUT WHO CARES BOUT THOSE HUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) THE RICKROLL&lt;br /&gt;Louis was the DJ. everyone go kill him for playing that song. also why does yue chin have it in her ipod god you mean people actually listen to that song on a regular playlist basis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) THE EPIC SCORE&lt;br /&gt;vicky scored roflmao "oh zomg BALL BESIDE ME AND IM BESIDE GOAL" *kick*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) THE NON-EPIC SCORE&lt;br /&gt;ally failed to deliver and 5.2 was thus relegated into the OWNT BY VICKY league, population 1 class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) THE OWNAGE&lt;br /&gt;5.15 beat the frisbee team from 5.11 seriously what scrubs, ultimate frisbee cca lolwut you have got to be kidding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) THE EVEN MORE EPIC SCORE&lt;br /&gt;dwee&lt;br /&gt;r o f l m a o&lt;br /&gt;someone needs to have taken a picture of his celebration pose&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME GAIZ IM SO OWNING&lt;br /&gt;ALL MY RECESSES AND MATH CLASSES AND CHINESE CLASSES SPENT PLAYING SOCCER PAID OFF&lt;br /&gt;NOW JOYCE AND SHERYL WILL THINK IM COOL AND FAWN OVER ME&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should get photos from zhang so you can see WHAT YOU MISSED OUT ON CERTAIN PEOPLE WHOSE NAMES START WITH J AND H AND END WITH ARREL AND ERRICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok np&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also do you realise this is like the first entry dealing with REAL LIFE HAPPENINGS how amazing srsly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being happening is serious business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but moe imouto mei animated gif is still too powerful ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my overall average is like 2% lower than my promos average, fucking midyears asdf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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SHADES'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-4185231050972740357</id><published>2008-10-20T00:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:43:17.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imouto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animated gif'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clannad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d&apos;awww'/><title type='text'>emo night is emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sankakucomplex.com/wp-content/gallery/misc-images-iii/clannad-mei-moe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.sankakucomplex.com/wp-content/gallery/misc-images-iii/clannad-mei-moe.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP GAIZ&lt;br /&gt;ITS OK&lt;br /&gt;HAVE SOME IMOUTO MOE TO FEEL BETTER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-4185231050972740357?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/4185231050972740357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-2058082454927962056</id><published>2008-10-16T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:29:07.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><title type='text'>Casshern Sins 2</title><content type='html'>Casshern Sins isnt so bad after all, and that is my opinion after watching episode 2. Well, they still repeated the word Casshern quite a number of times, but it's bearable I guess. And this series seem to be one of those that is episodic in nature, introducing and killing off new characters each episode. Dammit, that means little or no future screentime for renchi =( or friendster, i mean friender. And what's with the episode loli..? Every episode introduces one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-2058082454927962056?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/2058082454927962056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=2058082454927962056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2058082454927962056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2058082454927962056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/10/casshern-sins-2.html' title='Casshern Sins 2'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-421194758411991582</id><published>2008-10-09T00:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:05:11.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autumn 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Autumn 2008</title><content type='html'>Edit: Casshern Sins, ef, and Rosario+Vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the actual owner of this blog shall give his view on this season's new anime series. And I don't understand why people call it fall, doesnt autumn sound so much nicer? Brings about the images of leaves falling and golden maple leaves and such. But then again, fall literally brings about images of leaves falling, so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, WHY ARE THERE AROUND 37 NEW ANIME SERIES?!?!? And that's not taking into account ongoing series, e.g. soul eater, shounen (bleach, naruto), etc. But mainly that's because many anime series ended - Macross F (not that i watched it), Code Geass (spoiler:                   Spike and Akiko dies), D.gray-man (zomg finally ended only after 103 episodes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now that the introduction is complete. There are 11 series that I shall be following because it is a must-watch, 4 more that I should be watching if i get the chance to, and like 10 that i should be watching the first epi just to see how good/bad it is. Then i'll just mention the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Slight spoilers ahead, read on at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.To Aru Majutsu no Index&lt;br /&gt;Watched epi 1. Power levels are awesome, though sadly there's no one over 9000... Index is moe, main guy character's hair is wayy too spikey, shocking girl is shocking, and nice build-up for episode 2. So far the best of the 11 shows that I've actually watched one epi of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Toradora!&lt;br /&gt;I somehow like this show alot, but then again, i'm a sucker for romantic comedies. Other people think it's the generic kind of show, with the standard tsun, and i can't really deny it, but i still like it lol. Maybe it's the kugyuu power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tales of the Abyss&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the characters remind me of a certain time period a while ago where tota figurines were the craze among a certain group of friends. I STILL HAVE ANISE. and luke, for that matter. Well, the first epi makes luke out to be some random spoilt brat, whose sole purpose in life is to spar with his sensei~. And tear is overpowered. Well, it just shows that aoe spells are highly effective when infiltrating a castle, and clearly there is a relationship between what social class you are from and your resistance to aoe sleeping spells. Well, moe "C.C" tear carried the show, so its quite high on my to-watch list. And it's the only series so far with ep 2 already out subbed. And I know tota is all nice and everyone loves it, BUT WHY ARE THERE 9 DIFFERENT SUBS OUT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Clannad After Story&lt;br /&gt;Clannad. Enough said. Must watch. Tomo-pyon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Akane Iro ni Somaru Saka&lt;br /&gt;Kugyuu and Hirano Aya. What more can one ask for from an anime adaptation of a game? Well the main char's reputation seems like toradora's main char's one, but for different reasons altogether. And the grey haired girl is quite cute. Anyone else wondering how the president's hair will look like in real life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kuroshitsuji&lt;br /&gt;Heard alot about it before actually watching the show, and it seems to be another hayate the combat butler, but with different animation style this time. The animation style kinda reminds me of a certain other series, but i just can't seem to figure out which one it is. Well, from what i heard, i was preparing for shota yaoi undertones in the first epi, but none really came out. Phew. Generally an interesting series I guess, doesnt hurt to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Casshern Sins&lt;br /&gt;The least rated (by me of course) of the top 11 anime shows this season, that I've watched the first epi of. It was supposedly quite "solid" and "good", according to a few friends, but i guess it turned out to be overrated. I was expecting maybe more awesome action scenes, and less overpowered protagonist, but then again maybe this isnt those type of shows. Also, I think it's because of the less-than-ideal setting at which i watched the show, which made the dark scenes quite hard to make out what is happening. So main things i dislike from this show's first epi - boring, overpowered, too dark to make out anything (but it's probably my fault for this), irritating dialoge after awhile (casshern, casshern, casshern CASSHERN x100). O wells, will follow just because it's on animania and because it's suppose to be better later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmm I rewatched Casshern Sins on computer, and the contrast is much better. I can actually make out what is happening! Zomg. Bad TV contrast is bad. But still, that doesn't solve the problem of it being somewhat boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Linebarrels of Iron&lt;br /&gt;Hard to say anything on this one, just that the production crew and voice actors/actresses are top-rated. Don't know how I'm gonna watch this though, hard to find it. I don't really have that much against gonzo, unlike 95% of the herd mentality anime community out there. They did tower of druaga just fine thank you. So, this will be an interesting pick. 1 of 4 shows from top 11 that i havent watched 1 epi of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Vampire Knight Guilty&lt;br /&gt;YESSS vampire knight again. Though vampire knight is meant to be a shoujo manga i think, with all the pretty boys and stuff. The concept is quite fun, vampires and different powers, the standard interesting set-up. I don't know why, but shows of characters each with a different special power is almost always fun to watch, including 300+ epis of shounen anime i think, but havent watched any of those so can't say much on the matter. This series has a really fast sequel, unlike tower of druaga *cough cough June/July 2009 cough cough*, or haruhi. Well, I havent watched epi 1, hope it turns out fine, after the shocking (err... quite shocking, but slightly predictable too) ending of season 1. Not many people i know are gonna follow this, mainly cause no one bothered to watch season 1, o well sucks to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ef - a tale of melodies&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~SHAFT~SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. ef is awesome. But i heard it's gonna focus more on side characters, and less of Kei Shindou. Dammit. &lt;3 Kei. And the song for the game OP was also damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the first epi. It was abit blur at certain points, especially the beginning, so i'm finding alternative sources and seeing if it's a problem during encoding (?) or with the raw itself. Anyways, this is sooo good that it has gone up to be number 1 in the to-watch list. The funky visuals never loses its appeal, and new gal character is awesome... But WHERE IS MY KEI?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Chaos;Head&lt;br /&gt;Don't know anything about this, but heard its really really good, so must watch lol. Maybe i'll post my thoughts and comments on this series when i've watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm too tired to write anything on the rest, so i'll just list them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Jigoku Shoujo Mitsuganae&lt;br /&gt;Sequel must watch. Though i dont think i've watched season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Skip Beat!&lt;br /&gt;Pinku Shoujo manga wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Mouryou no Hako&lt;br /&gt;Screenshot looks awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Hokuto no GAR Ken Roah Gaiden - Ten no Haoh&lt;br /&gt;Infinite loop in arcade game is lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was the next 4, the rest are just random hit or miss shows, listed in no order of importance, its the order of date released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Hakushaku to Yousei&lt;br /&gt;Medieval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Hyakko&lt;br /&gt;Slice of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Shikabane Hime Aka&lt;br /&gt;Gainax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Yozakura Quartet&lt;br /&gt;Superpower awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. GA-REI -zero-&lt;br /&gt;Ghostbusters, now in anime-form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Macademi Wasshoi!&lt;br /&gt;Err... Roris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Kyou no 5 no 2&lt;br /&gt;Slice of Life apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Kurozuka&lt;br /&gt;Gar(?) Samurai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Tytania&lt;br /&gt;Space. Lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Kemeko-DX&lt;br /&gt;Rori number 2. I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you'll never hear from me again, i'll be too busy trying to follow 98135789167 anime series. including backlog. GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Stuff I missed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gundam 00 Second Season&lt;br /&gt;Imma not a gundam fan, and didnt watched first season, so too bad I'll have to miss this out. It's apparently one of the really really REALLY must watch shows this season, similar to code geass and stuff. O well, i shall forgo mechas for 2d girls. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kannagi&lt;br /&gt;I watched first epi of this, and it's crap. Maybe I'm expecting too much from this show, but ya the first epi was just boring throughout, and the girl isnt even moe enough for my liking. Though the OP is quite awesome, I would recommend it to anyone who loved the Seikan Hikou vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Rosario+Vampire CAPU2&lt;br /&gt;I attempted to watch season 1, and ended up at.... epi.... 6? Dunno, it was so long ago. I actually record what i've watched of everything, but it's somewhere in my hdd and i'm lazy to hook it up so ya. I heard the producers actually used feedback productively and made a less fail anime. This is a must watch to anyone who hasnt seen bats being placed at very specific locations in an anime setting before. lol bats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn't even complete season 1, i just started watching first epi for fun. New orange haired girl is introduced zomg. And i finally saw mizore in action, damn she is awesome. She's cool, in more ways than one lol. And purple-ness is nice. And she's a stalker o_O.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-421194758411991582?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/421194758411991582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=421194758411991582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/421194758411991582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/421194758411991582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/10/autumn-2008.html' title='Autumn 2008'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-694603453014074755</id><published>2008-10-08T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:01:33.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><title type='text'>Fall 08</title><content type='html'>EDIT: for a couple more shows and to make it more readable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the latest update was just @_@ im back to provide opinions on a season that looks decent instead of the previous *coughlolkanokontoloveruetccough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched some ep 1s today so like for the 2 people who read this blog you can have my opinions on this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Story: Don't need to say anything about it since presumably everyone who isn't anti-Key is watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toradora: Kugyuu animu no. 1. Standard tsundereloli but the male protagonist is surprisingly funny and carries the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Aru Majutsu no Index: RAILGUN LOLI, received good reviews so far and imo it's pretty nice, again the protagonist isn't another generic one. I thought Index was Kugyuu at first, sounds a lot like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akane-iro ni Somaku Saka: Same studio produced Index, apparently all the budget went to Index hence the low quality of this h-game adaptation. It's fairly easy to tell that it IS an adaptation (OP, stupid plot device to set up meeting). A bit meh and Hirano Aya the imouto doesn't really help, neither does having Kugyuu again. Watch at own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip Beat: (didn't watch) HEY GAIZ SHOUJO MANGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tales of the Abyss: Moe Tear is moe =D awesome, follows game closely (which I am now playing) and good animation as well. +1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuroshits(uji): Darker than Hei the Combat Butler. +1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurogane no Linebarrels: Did I hear some NOTO-SAMA? But PV looked dumb. Also, Gonzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikabane Hime: Gainax. Hit or miss, saw screenies of first ep which loosk... ok I guess. Apparently there's a no service gimmick or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casshern Sins: Pretty nice but need to wiki it before watching as it's a remake and doesn't explain the plot (presumably you are supposed to know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos Head: recommended by serados. haven't watched yet but will update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokuto no Ken: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAWRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Knight Guilty: refer to Dneo's post or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ef: From what I watched of first half of first season it was ok, I like Shaft's funky visuals (although some don't) so I presume it will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouryou no Hako: Seems average? Haven't watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jigoku Shoujo: I think I'm the only one who didn't follow the series ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some others but nothing that special unless it was the gurren lagann of the season (ie start out slow then the doriru becomes HUEG) but this season looks a lot better than the first half of the year :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-694603453014074755?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/694603453014074755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=694603453014074755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/694603453014074755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/694603453014074755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-08.html' title='Fall 08'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-2055663876956300971</id><published>2008-10-08T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:32:04.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lava'/><title type='text'>Thank goodness for the fast foward button</title><content type='html'>Great. I just spent 25 minutes +- watching a 1 hour long video. HOW DID I DO IT?!?! The magical fast foward button. It is so powerful, it warps time around it. By pressing this powerful button, you can go into the future. You can compress time, and experience more than 24 hours in a day. Zomg the inventor of the fast foward button should get a nobel prize.&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;|&gt;&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;BEHOLD THE FAST FOWARD BUTTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. What was the 1 hour video i was watching? Well, it shows small volcano-like thingies spouting lava. The same way people spout nonsense. It was mesmerizing for the first... err.. lets say 3 minutes. Then it got progressively harder to watch. Then i started watching it in fastfoward speed number 1, then fastfoward speed number 2, and then 3 and then 4, and then the credits started rolling. Kinda reminds me of Daytona... once you reach the orange or red parts, must hurry change gear to maintain speed. Oh, and when i spotted nice scences i played them in non-fastfoward mode... kinda like having to change to gear 1 when making turns so that can drift... O_O. What an awesome analogy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-2055663876956300971?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/2055663876956300971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=2055663876956300971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2055663876956300971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/2055663876956300971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-goodness-for-fast-foward-button.html' title='Thank goodness for the fast foward button'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-6654558021146439736</id><published>2008-10-05T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:26:01.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raymoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pofv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullshit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sian'/><title type='text'>RANDOM NUMBER GENERATOR MY ASS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m169/howeirong/tourney%20stuff/SWR/first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m169/howeirong/tourney%20stuff/SWR/first.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m169/howeirong/tourney%20stuff/third.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m169/howeirong/tourney%20stuff/third.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;RAYMOO RAYMOO WHERE ARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE YOU DRESSED IN BLUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I'M PLAYER TWO&lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR BASE OWNING J00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-6654558021146439736?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/6654558021146439736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=6654558021146439736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6654558021146439736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/6654558021146439736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-number-generator-my-ass.html' title='RANDOM NUMBER GENERATOR MY ASS'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m169/howeirong/tourney%20stuff/th_third.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-8164753797489725377</id><published>2008-09-28T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:12:04.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miya-chan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hidasketch'/><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8f7TqdhFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KJbQpK6Xl80/s1600-h/capture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Dneo's back! Zomgzomgzomg. Yea it's really me. Really. Yea, and as jy said, I'm back from the F1 race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father somehow randomly got 2x 3-day pass to the F1 race, and so my family of 5+1 decided to go there in pairs of 2. Bro went with gf, mom went with dad, so that leaves me to go with my sis. The event started really early, 3+pm i think, but we were slackers so we decided to go there at around 6pm instead. Okay, so what's there to do at the 2008 Formula 1® (Singtel) Singapore Night Race? Here's a list of what we did:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cam whore on trip there&lt;br /&gt;2. Find gate&lt;br /&gt;3. Cam whore in front of gate&lt;br /&gt;4. Go past gate (got back check so I didnt bother bringing a bag, just dump everything into sis' bag)&lt;br /&gt;5. Cam whore past gate&lt;br /&gt;6. Get lost in human river - we went downstream the wrong way for like 150 metres, then cross over and went back the other way&lt;br /&gt;7. Cross temporary overhead 4-man-wide bridge that is covered up so it makes it look like we're crossing over. (Imagine a white overhead bridge. The sides are covered up. It is narrow. You are waking along it. There are people walking the other way on the other side. It is relatively dark. The only lights are those coming from above. Shining through the overhead fence.) I swear it gives me a creepy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;8. Go to esplanade&lt;br /&gt;9. Cam whore in front of esplanade&lt;br /&gt;10. RACE STARTS (or rather, practice run starts)&lt;br /&gt;11. Watch cars zoom past&lt;br /&gt;12. Watch more cars zoom past&lt;br /&gt;13. Attempt to take pics of cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8Vpr1DW9I/AAAAAAAAABc/c5GsZax9CZc/s1600-h/F1+Race+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8Vpr1DW9I/AAAAAAAAABc/c5GsZax9CZc/s200/F1+Race+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250939496421350354" border="0" /&gt;Fail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8Vp3efdRI/AAAAAAAAABk/X5jo-UzN96s/s1600-h/F1+Race+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8Vp3efdRI/AAAAAAAAABk/X5jo-UzN96s/s200/F1+Race+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250939499547948306" border="0" /&gt;Fail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8VqEDxq8I/AAAAAAAAABs/S4CTaywIasg/s1600-h/F1+Race+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8VqEDxq8I/AAAAAAAAABs/S4CTaywIasg/s200/F1+Race+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250939502925556674" border="0" /&gt;Fail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8VqHlQkpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FlyJCQgURH0/s1600-h/F1+Race+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8VqHlQkpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FlyJCQgURH0/s200/F1+Race+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250939503871300242" border="0" /&gt;Fail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8VqU-b0tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/HPe5rVHQ36c/s1600-h/F1+Race+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8VqU-b0tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/HPe5rVHQ36c/s200/F1+Race+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250939507466556114" border="0" /&gt;Half-Fail-Half-SUCCESS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8YhwEaIsI/AAAAAAAAACE/SPvPutYBh_s/s1600-h/F1+Race+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8YhwEaIsI/AAAAAAAAACE/SPvPutYBh_s/s200/F1+Race+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942658655429314" border="0" /&gt;Fail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8YiDTXxrI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ll1jEVt7Myg/s1600-h/F1+Race+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8YiDTXxrI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ll1jEVt7Myg/s200/F1+Race+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942663818462898" border="0" /&gt;Fail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8YiGUfz0I/AAAAAAAAACU/DZ-4-aCmji8/s1600-h/F1+Race+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8YiGUfz0I/AAAAAAAAACU/DZ-4-aCmji8/s200/F1+Race+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942664628490050" border="0" /&gt;Fail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8YihSyOcI/AAAAAAAAACc/ybhMy25uufE/s1600-h/F1+Race+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8YihSyOcI/AAAAAAAAACc/ybhMy25uufE/s200/F1+Race+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942671869065666" border="0" /&gt;Fail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8Yix4wbfI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNYGkQTmGmI/s1600-h/F1+Race+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8Yix4wbfI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNYGkQTmGmI/s200/F1+Race+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942676323298802" border="0" /&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  14. Cam whore to celebrate SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8ejIAM8ZI/AAAAAAAAACs/72rUx6mLNrk/s1600-h/F1+Race+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8ejIAM8ZI/AAAAAAAAACs/72rUx6mLNrk/s320/F1+Race+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949279329874322" border="0" /&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;15. Walk around cause bored&lt;br /&gt;16. See tourists get ripped off by exorbitant prices ($3 for bottled coke, $2 bottled water, $5 for random cake, $??? for tiger beer)&lt;br /&gt;17. See every white male tourist from the western isles hold a cup of tiger beer&lt;br /&gt;18. Somehow arrive at padang&lt;br /&gt;19. Laugh at extorbitant prices of the food republic stalls there ($8 small $10 large)&lt;br /&gt;20. Watch the big screen at the padang (place reminds me of Nike 10k human race)&lt;br /&gt;21. Cam whore between parts of watching the action unfold on the big screen&lt;br /&gt;22. HUNGRY. So need to go back to marina square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8ejDUSQFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/L8A4RIfBfAM/s1600-h/F1+Race+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8ejDUSQFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/L8A4RIfBfAM/s320/F1+Race+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949278071930962" border="0" /&gt;OM NOM NOM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;23. Repeat actions 1-21, minus actions 6, 13 and 14.&lt;br /&gt;24. Get stuck in human jam after everything's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jam was really bad, imagine 5 thousand people, then imagine a temporary overhead bridge 4-man wide. Yea, THAT bad. Luckily, we managed to singaporean our way to the front, and we only got stuck in the jam for like 15 mins. I swear the last guy would have to wait at least 2 hours. Some semi-drunk western dudes were getting pissed, it was quite funnny. Oh, and my sis almost died from suffocation, cause shes quite short, and everyone else was towering above her. Including me. This is the typical situation, where 4 man can hold off an army, Singapore style. All we need to do is place 4 security guards in the centre of the bridge, and the whole swarm of 5k++ people would be stuck there FOREVARR. Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats it. I'll take my leave here. Gotta prepare for Japanese lessons zomgz. And english. And maybe econs. Or physics. Or math. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-106454653584262154?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/106454653584262154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=106454653584262154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/106454653584262154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/106454653584262154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/09/hai-gaiz.html' title='HAI GAIZ'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN8Vpr1DW9I/AAAAAAAAABc/c5GsZax9CZc/s72-c/F1+Race+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-346679433457030846</id><published>2008-09-27T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:51:26.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello i am dneo's dead blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN26joGL_SI/AAAAAAAAABU/n3oVcG5o4YI/s1600-h/1187421718933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APgUNGLhiVo/SN26joGL_SI/AAAAAAAAABU/n3oVcG5o4YI/s400/1187421718933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250557861805423906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's ok because i now have jy to post awesome stuff instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re: exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/starxfrost/Desktop/starxfrost/1187421718933.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may have come to the attention of the painfully slow that now is a period of stress, of turmoil, of the fall of the mighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ZOMFG LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when noobs somehow get imba scores, when instructions for section b's aren't read, when no amount of work is ever enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so liek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun study la study oso fail amirite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glhf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expect an awesome or not so awesome post from dneo when he comes back from watching F1 today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where you spend 10% of the time watching cars zoom by and the other 90% waiting for them to come back to the same spot on the circuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-346679433457030846?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/346679433457030846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=346679433457030846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-999096060865919015</id><published>2008-09-18T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:13:17.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUEST POST LOL</title><content type='html'>HI I'M JY&lt;br /&gt;no really&lt;br /&gt;do you think dneo talks like that, no way&lt;br /&gt;no one could ever imitate the great and powerful troll that is yours truly&lt;br /&gt;sup gaiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway you may ask SO JY WHY ARE YOU HERE INVADING DNEO'S BLOG, I MEAN AFTER ALL IT'S NOT YOUR BLOG AMIRITE. the answer is that the abovementioned noob is refusing to update his blog citing several reasons such as&lt;br /&gt;1) sian&lt;br /&gt;2) lazy&lt;br /&gt;3) sian&lt;br /&gt;4) went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note that it doesn't contain "i was too busy mugging". see you in focus camp dneo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting back to the subject of a lack of posts, i decided on a whim of boredom that i would do a guest post which, dear reader, you are now reading, would revive this blog from being labeled under the "dead" section of people's links. not that anyone cares really but hey blogs have feelings too rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus the topic of this guest post will be *drumroll* LOLIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real topic is actually on something that pertains to all of us and that we should all do well to learn a lesson from, for it is a major part of our life and the need for it is overwhelming in today's society. without training in having and using such an object effectively, it is unknown whether mankind could survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am referring, of course, to social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will now use TOK to attempt to justify the influence social life should have on our actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us take person A as an example and compare him to person B and through the ways of knowing, come to a conclusion as to whether it is truly important or whether all those noobs who chill with the chix are bullshitting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person A derides the idea of having a social life. to him, a good life consists of the below (lists r gud)&lt;br /&gt;1) LOLIS&lt;br /&gt;2) gaems&lt;br /&gt;3) moar lolis&lt;br /&gt;4) no spoilers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since obviously if you have a social life they will spoil you on all the anime that you haven't watched because you are too lazy to get it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through reason, we can see that this person is clearly stupid because it only results in you being derided and laughed at and have no friends. which is bad. so emotion as a way of knowing also says that living your life with the motto "3d pig disgusting" is evidently fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us now look at person B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person B may be thought of as having too much social life. he attempts to know all the girls, even if they are ugly and fat, as those girls are more likely to talk to him. as long as it has a p**** he will attempt to get to know them because your e-peen is longer the more girls you are friends with ("friends" here having a very loose definition). this act makes B not very well liked (to put it mildly) due to society having created tags such as "loser", "despo", and other pleasant terms to describe people like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus through reason we can tell that doing actions to make people laugh at you instead of with you does not help your situation as it only scares your intended targets (i.e. girls) away. and through emotion we can also tell that as no one likes being called a despo their entire time in school it is not a wise decision either. oh look i brought language in lol i r awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what should we do? personally (knower's perspective) i feel that a middle ground has to be found! some sort of social life is evidently essential to your development as a normal human being (note that normal is subjective). however, obviously too much of any good thing makes it bad (see: vitamin A, wine, cough medicine) and thus one should not try to the extremes that B is. (guess who! i bet you're wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, you should L2AWESOME AND BE LIKE ME. i mean, no not really. you should all aim to be people like our fabulous ex head prefect and model student. this person&lt;br /&gt;YAY MOAR LISTS&lt;br /&gt;- gets the work done&lt;br /&gt;- is an awesome person to hang out with&lt;br /&gt;- has a pocket loli. i guess. lol person A r u jelusss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also there's this new phenomenon called facebook that claims to amplify your aims to be an all around c00l d00d but imo sticking your personal details on the intarweb in that manner is stupid so it's up to you to choose if you want to use it! however note that 90% of its users all claim to have had enhanced social lives due to being able to interact with friends and make new ones through a completely new and revolutionary medium that breaks down physical barriers, so you might want to consider it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also note that 83% of all statistics are made up, true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus person who is reading this right now, if you managed to last through all that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YHBT HAHAHA&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just messin wit yo minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for guest post #2!&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/2704382647744310334-999096060865919015?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/999096060865919015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=999096060865919015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/999096060865919015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/999096060865919015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/09/guest-post-lol.html' title='GUEST POST LOL'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-1512521106401351906</id><published>2008-09-08T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:52:08.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>Guess how long I slept yesterday-till-today?... I mean Saturday-till-Sunday... Well, whatever number you guess, it's probably more than that. I slept a grand total of (insert drum roll...) 19 consecutive hours! Zomg. Yes, that's right folks, that's not 1, not 2, not 3... not 17, not 18, but 19 whole hours. Well, I've been going out since Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, and o wait, Saturday too, for school-related stuff. So it was pretty exhausting going out during the holidays, so when I reached home at 3.30pm++ on Saturday, I decided to sleep. And next thing I knew, It was 9.40am the next day. Now how awesome is that? Well I've amassed a large number of dreams during that period too, there was a flying dream (BEST FREAKING DREAM EVER (don't we all wish for flying dreams...) I was this dragon... and there was this piece of stretchable plastic elastic that I needed to stretch to catch the wind so I can actually glide... and I was crashing in people's homes, and this lady shot at me with a shotgun... and I reached the end and was chased by bigger dragons... and I got caught in this bubble of weird things that the big dragon dude shot out, and it affected me by... somehow but I forgot. Anyway nice dream is nice), a dream about my grandfather (who has gone on to a better place) being awesome, and I remembered another one this morning, but dreams fade kinda fast, so o well. It was fun sleeping so long, you people should try once in awhile. Though there's some side effects to it, namely err... feeling really really hungry for missing a meal, but then again you grow taller from sleeping, so all is well. Well I heard you can grow up to 2cm sleeping, then in the course of the day you shrink back down, so now we know that we should measure our heights in the morning. I was pondering also, what's the use of measuring heights? So we can tower over our peers? I heard taller people succeed more in life, cause people look up to them, literally, so does that mean the extra 2cm in our sleep is beneficial in our working lives? Before the big client meeting, we must all sleep alot so that we can be looked up to by our clients and hopefully secure the deal? Dunno if it works. Sleep is good =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-1512521106401351906?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/1512521106401351906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=1512521106401351906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1512521106401351906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1512521106401351906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704382647744310334.post-1905220666854610628</id><published>2008-09-05T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T03:08:12.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>More random short posts</title><content type='html'>Today, a beetle landed on my dinner. It flew around, attracted to the light of the computer screen, and happily procceded to land in my bowl of dinner. I picked it up and took care of it. Then I had to throw away some vegetables =( but then again, one cannot be too clean or he'll be susceptible to many infections later on in life. Insects are a good source of proteins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, chilli tossing is bad. Especially if you miss your target. And hit the wrong one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-1905220666854610628?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/1905220666854610628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=1905220666854610628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1905220666854610628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/1905220666854610628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-random-short-posts.html' title='More random short posts'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-7457916422123268279</id><published>2008-09-04T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:25:19.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Hrmm?</title><content type='html'>I've been visiting this blog alot, and was wondering why the bugger who owns it has stopped updating in a long time. Then I realised who the bugger was. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-7457916422123268279?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/7457916422123268279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=7457916422123268279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7457916422123268279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7457916422123268279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/09/hrmm.html' title='Hrmm?'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-7018897695653065834</id><published>2008-09-04T00:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:34:48.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Format Change'/><title type='text'>Weæk</title><content type='html'>It's been a week since the last post, a thursday ago that I actually bothered to spend time writing on this web log that few read. Actually, the last real post was on August 19. Man that was a long time ago. Over these past few days, I've constantly thought of and reminded myself to update the blog, yet nothing happens. I guess I can blame it on one thing - weakness. It is currently a week of holidays, or so they call it. A short break before the shit hits the fan, the calm before the storm, the build-up to the climax. With the beginning of this week, another kind of weakness overcomes me. I guess I'm not ready yet, I'm not strong enough, it's not yet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can only find time and motivation to write when I actually go to school and interact with people, rather than staying at home and wasting the days away. So don't expect anything on days when I dont go to school. Oh, and I've reached the second phase of my blogging mode. As you can see from the posts since August 19 till now, it is wayy alot slacker than before. I'll probably post less, it is really tiring (as if I'm not tired enough) to post so frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made a new friend, if you count that as one, but you probably wouldn't, so yea nothing much happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I found a therapeutic game. &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/crossing.htm"&gt;Here you go&lt;/a&gt;. What's your highscore? Mines 28582950 (only).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I found an awesome chinese drama serial - Mondays to Fridays, 7pm, Channel 8 (Free-to-air). It is set in Malaysia, and is chock full of Malaysians, not that I'm complaining, it is always refreshing to see new faces. The main actor guy looks "cute", according to multiple sources, and the female cast is pleasant enough. The acting is of a decent standard, and the chinese accent is awesome (think Mark Lee's accent in Ah Long). What makes the series awesome is the outrageous plot, coupled with highly exaggerated acting by the cast. And the cute guy. Anyways, the series is halfway through, 13 eps out of 26, so there's still time to watch the show. And from the show, directed at whomever who wants to contemplate suicide because of terminal illnesses, here's a (not exact) quote: "Because I fear death, I'm going to take my own life... Wait... that doesn't make sense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that reminds me, I've just completed an anime series - Tower of Druaga. The last two episodes were abit hard to come by, but in the end I managed to get them. I won't say much, as this isn't an anime blog, but this series was very enjoyable, considering the reputation of the producers of the series, and considering the genre of the show - video game adaptations. Well, thinking about it, it is actually very well done. Good job. But... there's a sequel to the series, and guess when it's out? July 2009. Err ya, that's slightly less than a year to go. O well good things need time to produce. Let's see if I'm still an anime fan when that comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-7018897695653065834?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/7018897695653065834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=7018897695653065834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7018897695653065834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/7018897695653065834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/09/wek.html' title='Weæk'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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-2704382647744310334.post-8336168657780313883</id><published>2008-08-28T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:40:07.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slack'/><title type='text'>Slack</title><content type='html'>Ack. I sense a lack of motivation to write these past few days. Yes I'm slacking. What irony, slacking has a king in it. That's a king no one wants to be crowned. Will write soon, I promise (not that my promises mean much nowadays anyway).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704382647744310334-8336168657780313883?l=theendthewhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/feeds/8336168657780313883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2704382647744310334&amp;postID=8336168657780313883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8336168657780313883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704382647744310334/posts/default/8336168657780313883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theendthewhy.blogspot.com/2008/08/slack.html' title='Slack'/><author><name>Huhx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16284915911362373887</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>
