<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:25:43.005+08:00</updated><category term='drabbles'/><category term='meme'/><category term='wishes'/><category term='Debate'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='rambles'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='lists'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='messages'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='small font'/><category term='language'/><category term='edits'/><category term='stories'/><category term='beliefs'/><category term='PB'/><category term='recommendations'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>{{Contradiction}}</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2946254368571089990</id><published>2010-03-20T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T01:08:34.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>This blog is no longer in use until further notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-2946254368571089990?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2946254368571089990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2946254368571089990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2946254368571089990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2946254368571089990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6112171799063791274</id><published>2010-02-16T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:07:02.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Frankly, My Dear, I Don't Give a Damn.</title><content type='html'>I love my cousin! No, I'm not talking about Brandon. I have more than one cousin, you know. I mean, yeah, I love him too, but I'm talking about a different one. Why am I explaining myself to an audience that isn't even there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about my second eldest cousin - he's....24? 25? 26? No idea, but he teaches Chemistry at Broadrick Secondary. No, I don't know where that is either. Kallang, I think. He reminds me of me! That is, he talks to himself. Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having a BBQ for Chinese New Year [yes, my family does that. Shut up. ):] and he came over and said, "Blachan blachan is a must..." and then he scooped some and walked away. Then he came back and said, "chicken chicken where's the chicken? Oh, it's here. Chaaa." Yeah, he said 'chaa'. While spearing the chicken with his fork. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And then he walked away and 5 minutes later came back going "beef beef beef beef beef |:" which was strange because I was doing that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's funny, not just because he talks to himself, but because he says it all in this really sardonic monotone. Which makes it all the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6112171799063791274?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6112171799063791274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6112171799063791274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6112171799063791274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6112171799063791274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/02/frankly-my-dear-i-dont-give-damn.html' title='Frankly, My Dear, I Don&apos;t Give a Damn.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7382733240735760069</id><published>2010-02-14T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:14:03.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><title type='text'>I Love You!</title><content type='html'>Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hui Min!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good night to all and to all a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-7382733240735760069?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7382733240735760069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7382733240735760069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7382733240735760069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7382733240735760069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8309447235452087188</id><published>2010-02-12T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:23:40.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>All Generalisations Are Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Could someone please explain to me why on Earth cockroaches refuse to die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me paint a picture:&lt;br /&gt;You find one in your bathtub whilst you are showering [yes, people shower in bathtubs]. You try to utilise whatever you have at hand -  aka, a high-powered stream of hot water - to kill the damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cockroaches can't drown, you know. Nope. Your efforts serve futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you try to force it down the drain in hopes that our public drainage system could be your saviour. It struggles, it persists, but so do you, and you finally get it down.&lt;br /&gt;Just for it to climb up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to take something to hit it with [preferably a newspaper] but hey, guess what, YOU'RE SHOWERING, so all you have are shampoo bottles and random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loofah&lt;/span&gt;, neither of which are appropriate means of death. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;What's more&lt;/span&gt;, you find a newspaper! Then again, YOU ARE SHOWERING. So it'd get wet. You turn off the tap and try anyway. The newspaper is too soggy to use. The cockroach. Is. Still. Alive.&lt;br /&gt;In a last attempt, you combine all your efforts - the water stream to make it lose its grip, the newspaper to push it, and finally you get it down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Finally it doesn't come back up. Though you do get this scary feeling that it's just waiting till you're gone to climb up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so exciting.&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/4704842998263422703-8309447235452087188?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8309447235452087188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8309447235452087188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8309447235452087188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8309447235452087188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-generalisations-are-bad.html' title='All Generalisations Are Bad'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3677753002819561784</id><published>2010-02-07T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:21:48.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambles'/><title type='text'>Blah.</title><content type='html'>Blah blah blah, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;What's that, you say? This isn't a proper blog post?&lt;br /&gt;Sue me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3677753002819561784?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3677753002819561784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3677753002819561784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3677753002819561784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3677753002819561784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/02/blah.html' title='Blah.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6222601474695507054</id><published>2010-02-04T19:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:06:30.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>SOY'B</title><content type='html'>I don't feel like commenting. I can do that, you know. It's my blog. Maybe I'll edit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rQCPra6nI/AAAAAAAAANY/GN0V-IdRYrw/s1600-h/SDC10774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rQCPra6nI/AAAAAAAAANY/GN0V-IdRYrw/s320/SDC10774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434384637362891378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Death Note cosplayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rQBv_StsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/AmVnD0KF1tw/s1600-h/SDC10771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rQBv_StsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/AmVnD0KF1tw/s320/SDC10771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434384628856305346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nekozawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO9xSDgPI/AAAAAAAAANI/QWI0Nn1n3lg/s1600-h/SDC10757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO9xSDgPI/AAAAAAAAANI/QWI0Nn1n3lg/s320/SDC10757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434383460972331250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naruto cosplayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO9TJvH0I/AAAAAAAAANA/9tH6bXpbJK8/s1600-h/SDC10740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO9TJvH0I/AAAAAAAAANA/9tH6bXpbJK8/s320/SDC10740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434383452884377410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vocaloid cosplayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO8wS5S0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/7xaIpQ0L8Jk/s1600-h/SDC10738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO8wS5S0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/7xaIpQ0L8Jk/s320/SDC10738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434383443527551810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO8VakwqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/R-XvAuk7fZQ/s1600-h/SDC10727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO8VakwqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/R-XvAuk7fZQ/s320/SDC10727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434383436312003234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rin and Kaito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO75juNII/AAAAAAAAAMo/IHYD2jNY87Y/s1600-h/SDC10778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rO75juNII/AAAAAAAAAMo/IHYD2jNY87Y/s320/SDC10778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434383428834178178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miku and Kaito.&lt;br /&gt;In other news: If I've done all I could have done, is what I've done enough? And what if I feel there's more to be done - even if there isn't?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6222601474695507054?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6222601474695507054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6222601474695507054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6222601474695507054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6222601474695507054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/02/soyb.html' title='SOY&apos;B'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/S2rQCPra6nI/AAAAAAAAANY/GN0V-IdRYrw/s72-c/SDC10774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8990735602765128507</id><published>2010-01-27T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:25:25.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Mein Herz ist Gift für dich.</title><content type='html'>I've decided to attribute the 6 times I felt like crying (and the 4 times I did) over 'it' (at completely inappropriate times, I must add) to PMS. Because it just makes sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-8990735602765128507?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8990735602765128507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8990735602765128507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8990735602765128507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8990735602765128507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/mein-herz-ist-gift-fur-dich.html' title='Mein Herz ist Gift für dich.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3098492647428101651</id><published>2010-01-24T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:03:26.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Yet if Hope has Flown away, In a Night, or in a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WTF I can't go on like this. It happens every single time I do anything remotely related to it. It's laudable and strange, but I can't help it.  Every time I try to change it, it either gets worse or is completely unaffected. Ach, my one insecurity, and it proves to be both ridiculously crippling and emotionally-draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I commend myself on typing out an entire blog post without actually revealing anything. Though it's be easy enough to guess what it's about.&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/4704842998263422703-3098492647428101651?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3098492647428101651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3098492647428101651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3098492647428101651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3098492647428101651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/yet-if-hope-has-flown-away-in-night-or.html' title='Yet if Hope has Flown away, In a Night, or in a Day'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7261908281468164631</id><published>2010-01-17T13:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:31:35.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>And I'll Take You for Who You Are, if You Take Me for Everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to church today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senior pastor spoke about 'godly burdens to be placed on us - to spread the word of God amongst out friends, family, colleagues.' He prayed for these burdens to fall upon us and for us to act on them. He also spoke about how 'everyone was accepted by God, loved for who they are' - a large, blatant contradiction, surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, I don't want to impose my religion onto others, and I don't want to take away the rights of people just because they were deemed 'bad' by possibly inaccurate translations of some ancient scriptures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Christianity and I are not very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;compatible&lt;/span&gt; - it's like my beliefs contradict my beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still believe, I suppose.&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/4704842998263422703-7261908281468164631?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7261908281468164631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7261908281468164631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7261908281468164631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7261908281468164631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-ill-take-you-for-who-you-are-if-you.html' title='And I&apos;ll Take You for Who You Are, if You Take Me for Everything.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-9066834324495397419</id><published>2010-01-16T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:00:31.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>When You Think About It, All Galaxies Are Far Far Away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I may or may not have just been conned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting at Pasir Ris MRT station, a man of aroud 27 approached me with a yellow plastic folder. It said (he also spoke, but I couldn't understand him through his Singlish accent) that he was an ex-convict from a low-income family undergoing a rehabilitation programme. It also stated his full name and NRIC number. He asked me for $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's true, then I just helped someone out. If it isn't, it's just $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you know, it could have been part of a study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't really matter.&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/4704842998263422703-9066834324495397419?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/9066834324495397419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=9066834324495397419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/9066834324495397419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/9066834324495397419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-you-think-about-it-all-galaxies.html' title='When You Think About It, All Galaxies Are Far Far Away.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6667076233232096287</id><published>2010-01-11T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:43:45.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Viele viele Sachen, von denen keine du verstehst.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hallo! Ich bin von Allison angespornt worden. Offensichlich schreibe ich auf Deutsch :D Ich dachte, daß es helfen würde, mein Deutsches zu verbessern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich haße Chinesisch D: Jetzt bin ich sehr traurig - ICH KANN LEIDER NICHT DIE ÜBUNG TUN. Argh. Heute haben wir "past perfect tense" gelernt. Wir haben Deutsch für ein Jahr gelernt, aber wir lernen es nur jetzt. Ist das nicht ein Problem?! Guh.&lt;br /&gt;Ich muss meine Mathe und Chinesisch Hausaufgaben jetzt tun.&lt;br /&gt;Du kannst dieses durch einen on-line-übersetzer hindurchführen. Aber ich weiß nicht, wenn es funktioniert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gutes Glück, dann!&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/4704842998263422703-6667076233232096287?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6667076233232096287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6667076233232096287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6667076233232096287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6667076233232096287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/viele-viele-sachen-von-denen-keine-du.html' title='Viele viele Sachen, von denen keine du verstehst.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-4140257465971947484</id><published>2010-01-08T00:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:39:22.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>All Alone, or in Twos, the Ones who Really Love You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say. - F. Scott Fitzgerald.&lt;/blockquote&gt;If you don't have anything, then what is left for you to speak of? Nothing. No thoughts, no feelings, no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;convictions&lt;/span&gt;; it's apathy and indifference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate these things most of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay, because at I can go on with all this surrounding me as long as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; opinions, as long as I still care, as long as I still speak my mind. Then I won't go mad. Or even worse, then I won't get upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we should all be happy with what we can't change, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy. So happy I think people would be jealous if they knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-4140257465971947484?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/4140257465971947484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=4140257465971947484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/4140257465971947484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/4140257465971947484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-alone-or-in-twos-ones-who-really.html' title='All Alone, or in Twos, the Ones who Really Love You.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2365049692657783427</id><published>2010-01-06T23:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:30:17.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>There Is Only one Happiness in Life, to Love and Be Loved.</title><content type='html'>I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;I love life.&lt;br /&gt;I love my class, my friends, my parents, my school - everything. I love everything.&lt;br /&gt;I am deliriously happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugenia is probably the most admirable person I know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I decided to stop caring about making people feel jealous with my contentedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because being happy is, and this may be controversial, left to the attitude and the mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.S. The Eugenia thing is a shared sentiment with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sinead!&lt;/span&gt; "I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE THE PRINCESS OF THE WORLD":D]&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/4704842998263422703-2365049692657783427?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2365049692657783427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2365049692657783427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2365049692657783427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2365049692657783427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-is-only-one-happiness-in-life-to.html' title='There Is Only one Happiness in Life, to Love and Be Loved.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-121093410230922139</id><published>2010-01-05T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:43:46.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Price of Everything and the Value of Nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am BUSY BUSY BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;And TIRED. SO TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;It's only the second day of school and I am aching and about to collapse by the time I get home. Orientation is fun, yes, but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;I will go sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I hope you understand.&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/4704842998263422703-121093410230922139?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/121093410230922139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=121093410230922139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/121093410230922139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/121093410230922139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/price-of-everything-and-value-of.html' title='The Price of Everything and the Value of Nothing.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6143685138053070860</id><published>2010-01-03T23:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:14:48.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Because Boys Are Female Too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THIS IS BRANDON, BTW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;▐▀▀▀▀ *click*   | ▐▀▀▀▀ *bang*   | AWP or Scout? says:&lt;br /&gt;*they consume any female victim they find&lt;br /&gt;▐▀▀▀▀ *click*   | ▐▀▀▀▀ *bang*   | AWP or Scout? says:&lt;br /&gt;*unless its a boy&lt;/blockquote&gt;BAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;Any female victim....unless its [sic] a boy!&lt;br /&gt;FYI, he's talking about the girls in his school. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Finally a title that is related to the post. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6143685138053070860?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6143685138053070860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6143685138053070860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6143685138053070860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6143685138053070860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/edit-if-you-arent-confused-you-havent.html' title='Because Boys Are Female Too...'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5087930812319551006</id><published>2010-01-03T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:13:04.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>If You Aren't Confused, You Haven't Been Paying Attention.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was my family's DETWHBPOFWBEIDT day [i.e. Do-everything-that-we-have-been-putting-off-for-weeks-because-everything-is-due-tomorrow day].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is its official name. It occurs approx. once every three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This consisted of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to Borders to use vouchers the DAY BEFORE THEY EXPIRE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to the hair dresser's to cut my hair the DAY BEFORE IT NEEDS TO BE NEAT!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to Bata to get my court shoes the DAY BEFORE I NEED TO GET THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to Orchard Road to get a watch the DAY BEFORE I NEED IT FOR SCHOOL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This really reminds me of a Sayounara Zetsubo-Sensei episode/chapter. D:&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/4704842998263422703-5087930812319551006?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5087930812319551006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5087930812319551006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5087930812319551006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5087930812319551006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-arent-confused-you-havent-been.html' title='If You Aren&apos;t Confused, You Haven&apos;t Been Paying Attention.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7574961500225265575</id><published>2010-01-02T03:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:23:37.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><title type='text'>I Reject Your Reality and Substitute My Porn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always makes me feel that I'm up too late. It seems to be going,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Hey, it's morning in an hour, why the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; aren't you asleep yet?!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;And then I feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it could be 3am forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-7574961500225265575?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7574961500225265575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7574961500225265575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7574961500225265575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7574961500225265575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-reject-your-reality-and-substitute-my.html' title='I Reject Your Reality and Substitute My Porn.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1463440386013431340</id><published>2010-01-01T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:46:37.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Rage Against The Routine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think someone [Bella?] blogged about this before, but I am going to blog about 'lol'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people just type 'lol' when they have nothing better to say or just want to be mean. The fact that it's not even capitalized means that someone just doesn't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's become the versatile, all situation response for anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example A - Nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Person I: I had to file for bankruptcy.&lt;br /&gt;Person II: lol&lt;/blockquote&gt;Example B - Not giving a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Person III: I haven't done my homework, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;Person IV: lol&lt;/blockquote&gt;Example C - No semblance or sympathy nor understanding whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Person V: I went to the hospital yesterday to visit my sick cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Person VI: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;IS IT NOT INFURIATING?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Practically all the time I say 'LOL', I am actually laughing ): Maybe not laughing loudly or laughing so much I can't breathe, but at least a chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuckle, wtf. Chuckle is a strange word. Ugh.&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/4704842998263422703-1463440386013431340?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1463440386013431340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1463440386013431340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1463440386013431340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1463440386013431340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/rage-against-routine.html' title='Rage Against The Routine.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-960908594064045328</id><published>2010-01-01T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:17:21.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Would You Like Some Cheese to Go with that Vintage Whine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am going to a party soon - I've spent around one hour trying to digest that massive 56-page long AGM booklet. It's interesting, but I wish I could have read it faster, since now I have little-to-no time to do much else other than type this out. Which is strange, since I don't have much to type about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinead says, &lt;blockquote&gt;"Hello, I am Sinead and any non-Hetalia slash pairing makes me woozy but I avidly  ship a twincest pairing from High School Musical."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, &lt;blockquote&gt;"Hello, I am Tamisha and any non-Bakuman het pairing makes me woozy but I avidly  ship a twincest pairing from High School Musical."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;[Btw the het pairing is FukudaxAoki from Bakuman.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some articles on my girls seem to like slash. Well, not articles, really, more like...a thesis and an essay. Interesting reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yuuyami.com/luce/thesis.pdf"&gt;Girls who Like Boys who Like Boys - a Thesis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trickster.org/symposium/symp164.htm"&gt;Essay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was reading up the manga chapters I missed whilst I was overseas last night/this morning/whatever 4am is considered and made some observations on how mangakas everywhere are going insane. [These examples are only from Kuroshitsuji, though, since I lost the other links. |:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/Kuroshitsuji/39/31/"&gt;Little boy flirting with awkward young man.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/Kuroshitsuji/40/26/"&gt;Little boy gets chained to awkward young man.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/Kuroshitsuji/40/29/"&gt;Little boy sleeps with awkward young man.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I  like how &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/Kuroshitsuji/40/06/"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt; can go an entire chapter without opening his eyes once. It's  not even a case of "tiny azn eyes", it's "totally closed eyes" wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, as someone who wants to study Linguistics, this is actually really really interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sinead: I have no idea what LOLOLOL is supposed to sound like irl.&lt;br /&gt;Me: It is...uh..."HAHAH-HAHAH-HAHAHAHA" I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Sinead: LOLOLOLOL where are the demarcations?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh.&lt;br /&gt;Sinead: I don't feel like speculating what "LOL!!!" would sound like with a different  number of exclamation marks or how LoL would sound like as compared to Lol or lol  WTFWTFWTF&lt;br /&gt;Sinead: ...SAME GOES WITH VARIATIONS OF WTF.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-960908594064045328?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/960908594064045328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=960908594064045328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/960908594064045328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/960908594064045328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2010/01/would-you-like-some-cheese-to-go-with.html' title='Would You Like Some Cheese to Go with that Vintage Whine?'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-361820849308424449</id><published>2009-12-31T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:23:16.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Please Ask Me about My Lack of Interest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Still no pictures, because, still no camera. I've been busy with PB work [YES, THAT IS MY NEW EXCUSE FOR EVERYTHING], so no update.&lt;br /&gt;Allison and I are concocting and evil plan for World Domination by turning everyone gay. How does that lead to World Domination? No idea - but most WD plans don't actually lead to it anyway, so all's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lot of my juniors from RGPS at CCAO, and the Debate booth was totally swamped with people [including them]. We got two sheets of sign-ups :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="label-list"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of people saying 'The ceiling/roof/ceiling cat" when I ask "What's up". ): It's only funny the first time. Maybe the second, too. But it gets tiring after a while.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time for a spelling lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Alot =/= A lot. There is no such word as 'alot'. There is a space. As in, &lt;blockquote&gt;"There are a lot of cats in my bathtub." &lt;/blockquote&gt;You don't say "abunch" or "afew" or "acheese" or "ahugebloodymeteorisgoingtostrikeEarthsomeonehelp" - so you don't say "alot".&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/4704842998263422703-361820849308424449?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/361820849308424449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=361820849308424449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/361820849308424449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/361820849308424449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/12/please-ask-me-about-my-lack-of-interest.html' title='Please Ask Me about My Lack of Interest.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8824920648736989301</id><published>2009-12-25T03:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:11:56.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Luft!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to post about our tedious airport experience ):&lt;br /&gt;Well, for one, our car rental service tried to charge us $450 more than what was agreed on. Our luggage was overweight by 16kg, which led to a lot of unpacking and throwing away of things (we had 2kg of soap in our luggage). Then, when I was eating icecream, it fell onto my jeans and I had to wash them and there was an embarassing, really bad stain that was even more embarassing when I was body searched when my shoes set the metal detector off. Following that, they confiscated our pesto sauce and bomb-checked my typewriter. A typewriter bomb. That'd be a first. The airline then annouced that, as the flight was full, they would only allow one carry-on luggage per person, and we had...6 pieces of carry on. We managed to smuggle it through, somehow. And lastly, our plane was delayed by over an hour as they had yet to load luggage onto, fuel, or de-ice the plane when we had boarded it.&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm home. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-8824920648736989301?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8824920648736989301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8824920648736989301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8824920648736989301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8824920648736989301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/12/luft.html' title='Luft!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8294875491625307989</id><published>2009-12-24T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:56:07.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>L'Opera Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It seems that I break most things I touch. From spoons to figurines to bloody cupboards, everything just falls apart. This is not one of those emotional soul-searching posts where I complain about the 'fragility of life, of emotion, of being, etc.' and how I am so 'fragmented, like the things I break'. No, this is a fact.&lt;br /&gt;Tl;dr - I BREAK THINGS. WHY. D:&lt;br /&gt;I have determined that holidays are dangerous things. Skiing accidents aside, one encounters countless hazards such as blistered fingers (you know those mirrors bordered by lightbulbs? I touched a bulb. Stupid, I know.), cat scratches, mysterious cuts and burnt tongues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I will post more when I get the camera. If I get it. Well, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-8294875491625307989?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8294875491625307989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8294875491625307989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8294875491625307989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8294875491625307989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/12/lopera-rock.html' title='L&apos;Opera Rock'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6024078361693551261</id><published>2009-11-30T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:23:16.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>$£€§</title><content type='html'>I will now copy out whatever I have written in my journal :D But first, what I have to say - My hands are freezing, it's snowing really heavily and I don't particularly like it, it is extremely hard to type with a German keyboard, and yesterday I went to Germany for dinner :D I was staying in Switzerland, see. Well, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;26th November, 2318&lt;br /&gt;My dad is asking me to eavesdrop on conversations held in German. My Reese pieces are so cute and small and wtf I just fangirled over candy.&lt;br /&gt;2322&lt;br /&gt;I hear a lot of German, which is to be expected. My dad is questioning its grammar. Hmn.&lt;br /&gt;28th November, 1128&lt;br /&gt;The shampoo at the hotel acts like hairgel. New theory - high-heeled shoes sap away energy. I slept for 13 hours after just 6 of wearing them. No wonder my mother is perpetually tired. We got attacked by seagulls today D: Our first purchase was from H&amp;amp;M :D I love H&amp;amp;M. Today I asked some lady how to get to the flea market in German. What we learn at MOELC is surprisingly appropriate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6024078361693551261?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6024078361693551261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6024078361693551261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6024078361693551261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6024078361693551261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='$£€§'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-4272042584483536298</id><published>2009-11-26T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:04:58.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Auf Wiedersehen!</title><content type='html'>I will be overseas from tonight to Christmas day :D Please do not call nor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me under any circumstances but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; urgent ones, as my phone has auto-roaming and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IDD&lt;/span&gt; and so I am bringing it along for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are very angry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt; right now. So am I.&lt;br /&gt;If I find some place with free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, I will update, but it's unlikely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-4272042584483536298?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/4272042584483536298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=4272042584483536298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/4272042584483536298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/4272042584483536298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/auf-wiedersehen.html' title='Auf Wiedersehen!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1888930473474218343</id><published>2009-11-25T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:55:11.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Edit: One Coin Grande Figures!</title><content type='html'>YOU GET THREE POSTS IN ONE DAY BECAUSE I AM JUST THAT HAPPY WTF.&lt;br /&gt;HERE, I SCATTERED THEM ALL OVER MY DESK. CAN YOU FIND ALL 9? :D&lt;br /&gt;They have seized my vital regions ;_; /shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1TIeioWxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pwj92I4y77Q/s1600/25112009043%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1TIeioWxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pwj92I4y77Q/s320/25112009043%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408070132644207378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugly photo with flash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1TI4ohITI/AAAAAAAAAMg/m3I7b11Ffks/s1600/25112009044%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1TI4ohITI/AAAAAAAAAMg/m3I7b11Ffks/s320/25112009044%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408070139648221490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugly photo without flash!&lt;br /&gt;MY PHOTOS ARE UGLY. I REALLY NEED TO BUY A PROPER CAMERA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1888930473474218343?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1888930473474218343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1888930473474218343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1888930473474218343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1888930473474218343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/edit-one-coin-grande-figures.html' title='Edit: One Coin Grande Figures!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1TIeioWxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pwj92I4y77Q/s72-c/25112009043%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8029510704708840647</id><published>2009-11-25T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:40:20.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>One Coin Grande Figures!</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much! It was ridiculously expensive but you bought it anyway ;_; I really really loved your card, though. SO DID MY MOM AHAHA. Well, she and I thought the exact same thing, "OMG OMG WTF SO EXPENSIVE YOU/I CAN'T ACCEPT IT D:". It was really quite funny! But, please, don't buy such expensive things again, okay? D: I will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drown&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guilt&lt;/span&gt; like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PD4BTY0I/AAAAAAAAALw/XDEdj4ux5Rg/s1600/25112009033%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PD4BTY0I/AAAAAAAAALw/XDEdj4ux5Rg/s320/25112009033%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408065655537886018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The box! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I got them, after I opened them, GUESS WHAT I DID :D I am so fantastic, so the first thing I thought of doing was SWITCHING THEIR HEADS [this was after I fangirled for a while okay wtf ;_;] Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PEIxZnAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HZGYYORgMxY/s1600/25112009039%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PEIxZnAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HZGYYORgMxY/s320/25112009039%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408065660034587650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me screwing them up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PFehx3gI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/wvOxp_-UFVM/s1600/25112009042%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PFehx3gI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/wvOxp_-UFVM/s320/25112009042%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408065683054517762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And these. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PE1LbIUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/4sra6P1lRfE/s1600/25112009041%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PE1LbIUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/4sra6P1lRfE/s320/25112009041%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408065671954899266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are close-ups of my screw-ups :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PEv_n3FI/AAAAAAAAAMA/emG3mJqcK0I/s1600/25112009036%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PEv_n3FI/AAAAAAAAAMA/emG3mJqcK0I/s320/25112009036%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408065670563224658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is my favourite one &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-8029510704708840647?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8029510704708840647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8029510704708840647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8029510704708840647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8029510704708840647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-coin-grande-figures.html' title='One Coin Grande Figures!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1PD4BTY0I/AAAAAAAAALw/XDEdj4ux5Rg/s72-c/25112009033%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1891496739049999666</id><published>2009-11-25T21:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:05:41.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>AFA! AFA! AFA!</title><content type='html'>OMG AFA! Wtf okay nevermind ): Just look at the pictures and read the captions, since I'm really tired due to See2. Aisyah, Yen Siang, and I went both days, whilst Sinead went on Sunday! I bought around $75++ worth of stuff. :D I love to list! Omg!~&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;USUK Calendar - $16&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USUK Doujin - $13&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hetalia Artbook - $25&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USUK Badge - $5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afterschool Charisma Volume 1 - $7.90&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bloody Monday Volume 1 - $7.90&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gyakuten Saiban/Phoenix Wright &amp;amp; Hetalia Crossover Print - $4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn File - $7.90&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hetalia 2010 Scheduler - FREE &lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Now for pictures :D It was very, very fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw01hTOx7TI/AAAAAAAAAJY/r0_xFgEfzog/s1600/DSC01141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw01hTOx7TI/AAAAAAAAAJY/r0_xFgEfzog/s320/DSC01141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408037573756054834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Canada cosplayer was really really cute and really nice and friendly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03lNe0riI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BV_RdumfXlo/s1600/DSC01143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03lNe0riI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BV_RdumfXlo/s320/DSC01143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408039839955463714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are Kuroshitsuji cosplayers! The Sebastian was admittedly better looking than the last one I saw at STGCC.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03l_NUFWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KAKI7tqnO3I/s1600/DSC01145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03l_NUFWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KAKI7tqnO3I/s320/DSC01145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408039853303797090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More Kuroshitsuji cosplayers. I really liked their costumes! Fabulous hats :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03mItQGYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/d9yjBuywwfE/s1600/DSC01149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03mItQGYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/d9yjBuywwfE/s320/DSC01149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408039855853672834" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;And more. This is girl!Ciel and Elizabeth. There were a lot of old uncle-type people gathering around them ): Sinead wanted to make them do pervy things to each other :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03mum8tvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/S7t0VqgCqOc/s1600/DSC01151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03mum8tvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/S7t0VqgCqOc/s320/DSC01151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408039866027783922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The World Ends With You cosplayers! Apparently, I missed a whole bunch of these at last year's AFA. Btw, I ship these two together! It's honestly canon |: [It's Joshua and Neku :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03nEFvgSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/kXWUDHqUQTA/s1600/DSC01155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw03nEFvgSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/kXWUDHqUQTA/s320/DSC01155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408039871794086178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Canada's cosplay group! Her friends look so fabulous~ And they were really nice and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06UPNKteI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kvB03g3UaPs/s1600/DSC01157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06UPNKteI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kvB03g3UaPs/s320/DSC01157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408042846895388130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is them playing [Hetalia!!!] cards. I feel like such a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06UTmR_7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/F947EhamXjk/s1600/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06UTmR_7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/F947EhamXjk/s320/DSC01160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408042848074465202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS IS SINEAD! LOOK AT HOW SHE BLENDS IN WITH THEM SO EASILY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06Uxz976I/AAAAAAAAAKY/-5tCf_JaQb8/s1600/DSC01162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06Uxz976I/AAAAAAAAAKY/-5tCf_JaQb8/s320/DSC01162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408042856184934306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the fabulous graffitti board! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06ViDzB6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/HsEHgUe0sbg/s1600/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06ViDzB6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/HsEHgUe0sbg/s320/DSC01165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408042869136230306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Count the number of internet memes/references :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06VHL4w7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/XowWBnAmGQo/s1600/DSC01164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw06VHL4w7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/XowWBnAmGQo/s320/DSC01164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408042861922403250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That Hatsune Miku, next to the Tsundere Squad, was drawn by Aisyah :D I will now feature more of her. . .works. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw0-qOX5ANI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j9zZIargblw/s1600/DSC01166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw0-qOX5ANI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j9zZIargblw/s320/DSC01166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047622675562706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is her hard at work. WHAT IS SHE DRAWING? HMM? Well, here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw0-rNWLqvI/AAAAAAAAALI/aOA7g-bm5hc/s1600/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw0-rNWLqvI/AAAAAAAAALI/aOA7g-bm5hc/s320/DSC01171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047639579831026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CAN YOU GUESS WHO THIS IS? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1FQwMkwbI/AAAAAAAAALo/jC1RRDyJHgA/s1600/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1FQwMkwbI/AAAAAAAAALo/jC1RRDyJHgA/s320/DSC01174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408054881659699634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1FQRLp_dI/AAAAAAAAALg/GHshCVA5paM/s1600/DSC01173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1FQRLp_dI/AAAAAAAAALg/GHshCVA5paM/s320/DSC01173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408054873334349266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that is Yen Siang next to her, with two fingers up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1FP2ZsX9I/AAAAAAAAALY/NhKeqB6QXHo/s1600/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw1FP2ZsX9I/AAAAAAAAALY/NhKeqB6QXHo/s320/DSC01172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408054866145468370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is supposed to be me, wtf. I look so seme. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw0-rvqzvLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/a1cY4mazs30/s1600/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw0-rvqzvLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/a1cY4mazs30/s320/DSC01170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047648793148594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS IS SO CUTE OMG WTF. I had to take a picture of it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw0-qwNRbBI/AAAAAAAAALA/WUJF4zUnd3w/s1600/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw0-qwNRbBI/AAAAAAAAALA/WUJF4zUnd3w/s320/DSC01168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047631757831186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE END :D Please hold for my Hetalia Figurine Set + Rant. I need to do See2 work now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1891496739049999666?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1891496739049999666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1891496739049999666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1891496739049999666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1891496739049999666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/afa-afa-afa.html' title='AFA! AFA! AFA!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/Sw01hTOx7TI/AAAAAAAAAJY/r0_xFgEfzog/s72-c/DSC01141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1464483644378814244</id><published>2009-11-24T15:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:04:46.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PB'/><title type='text'>We've Got to Keep The Faith</title><content type='html'>P.I.T. Camp! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bahahaha&lt;/span&gt;! It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Don't read this ): Especially if you are one of the 9 P.I.T.s who missed the camp. Okay. ):&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the Night Walk.&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting in the Speech and Drama room at 11 pm at night, blindfolded, and listening to ghost stories and screams in the background coming from other parts of the school, as well as creepy footsteps and window rattling and heavy breathing and all that jazz. One by one, we were taken out of the room and made to follow this rope/string all around the school whilst people tried to scare us by singing, banging on the piano, screaming for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; no reason, pushing us, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;I think I scared them off, because when they started touching me, I said, "This is like rape or something ):" and I could hear them laughing and running/backing off. They also attacked me with a curtain! Apparently, when I was saying excuse me to my two guides-who-"weren't"-there-but-really-were-and-it-was-kind-of-obvious, because their arms kept on getting in my way to block me since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; was right in front of me walking slowly, I also said excuse me to a chair! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wtf&lt;/span&gt;! I thought the chair was a person D:&lt;br /&gt;They made me climb under a piano ;_; I was the only one who did, since the other people either groped around for the other end of the rope, or found that it was already unhooked from the piano bench.&lt;br /&gt;The guides were there, obviously, for our safety, although we were being quite suspicious of them, since they tugged the rope in one way and blocked us and made me stop so that they could tie my shoelaces [thank you! :D] even though they were trying to make it sound like they were going to kill me or something. Of course, we thought that they were trying to trick us when they pulled in one direction or blocked us, so we either went the other way or dodged their arm and ended up going the WRONG WAY ): Vernetta tried to climb over a railing, I heard. And the guides had to try and stop her and grab her and wtf but she thought they were just harassing her like fake ghosts were supposed to do. Thankfully she wasn't hurt.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I left my P.I.T. badge in the car. Way to go. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;AFA post coming up! With plenty of pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1464483644378814244?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1464483644378814244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1464483644378814244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1464483644378814244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1464483644378814244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/weve-got-to-keep-faith.html' title='We&apos;ve Got to Keep The Faith'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6804337387118707768</id><published>2009-11-18T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:53:47.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Johann Urb is FANTABULOUS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is Brandon, playing DotA with his &lt;s&gt;boy&lt;/s&gt;friend Yudi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Aw man, I'm getting gang raped. Like, literally. There are like 50 people coming on to me and I'm on the ground. Alright, I fucked them. Now they are dead."&lt;/blockquote&gt;I think he's drunk. This is my response, which is hardly as lulz-filled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Wait, you fucked them? I thought you were getting gang raped."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And he laughs maniacally. Gosh, I love Brandon :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6804337387118707768?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6804337387118707768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6804337387118707768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6804337387118707768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6804337387118707768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/johann-urb-is-fantabulous.html' title='Johann Urb is FANTABULOUS.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-780439263914398832</id><published>2009-11-14T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:40:49.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>WHOSE RESPONSIBLE THIS?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>I managed to skin my knee, strain my left shoulder, and bruise my side-hip-lower-back area. I don't know how. I think the skinned knee came from carpet burn, the strain from carrying my ridiculously heavy bag as well as my files and a $118 plate of sashimi [who knew raw fish was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heavy&lt;/span&gt;, damn it] with one arm, both yesterday and today, and the bruise - I don't know. I don't think I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to know. It probably caused my hip cramps [WTF hip cramps] yesterday, though.&lt;br /&gt;Arts Fest was very good, but the performances seemed really short. I was trying to find some people after the show, but my angry parents were yelling down the phone at me, so, sorry guys. Before the show, I went with Aisyah and her. . .classmates. . .and Yen Siang to lunch. They are ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Spitting through straws? Unscrewing seasoning shakers? Climbing over railings? You guys. . . Aren't you supposed to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;older &lt;/span&gt;than us?!&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to Borders, and I went to Aisyah's home. Her sister is taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;She thought I was Sec 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-780439263914398832?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/780439263914398832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=780439263914398832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/780439263914398832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/780439263914398832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/whose-responsible-this.html' title='WHOSE RESPONSIBLE THIS?!?!?!?'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1613723385356699325</id><published>2009-11-10T14:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:53:25.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small font'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Lass die Hüften schwingen LALALA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Have Nothing&lt;br /&gt;To Write About.&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of sad when you realize that all you do is stay at home and be unproductive all the time. And eat soba every night/day for dinner/lunch/BREAKFAST [occasionally].&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got my ears fixed. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last Friday&lt;/span&gt;. After he was done, I had a really bad headache and couldn't walk straight D:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this is ridiculous, the number of committments I have in November. There's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staying Over at Brandon's House [17th-22nd], &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hadley House Committee Camp [21st], &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AFA [21st-22nd], &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Class Outing [23rd],&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P.I.T. Camp [23rd-24th],&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;See&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; [24th - 26th],&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Debate Chalet [unconfirmed], &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, I just realized that a lot of the events overlap.&lt;br /&gt;I am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon's going to go learn C++ during the holidays. He wants me to come along. I don't want to learn C++, I want to learn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;python&lt;/span&gt;! :U&lt;br /&gt;Or Greek.&lt;br /&gt;Or Russian.&lt;br /&gt;Or Korean.&lt;br /&gt;Or Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;Or French.&lt;br /&gt;Or the viola.&lt;br /&gt;Or the drum kit.&lt;br /&gt;Or the saxophone.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1613723385356699325?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1613723385356699325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1613723385356699325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1613723385356699325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1613723385356699325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/lass-die-huften-schwingen-lalala.html' title='Lass die Hüften schwingen LALALA.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1210535835737177335</id><published>2009-11-08T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:14:15.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>I'm Going to Pretend. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to pretend I never saw that; never read that; never understood that.&lt;br /&gt;Because if I didn't pretend -&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Someone obviously hasn't been paying attention.&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/4704842998263422703-1210535835737177335?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1210535835737177335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1210535835737177335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1210535835737177335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1210535835737177335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/i.html' title='I&apos;m Going to Pretend. . .'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6904470089673200374</id><published>2009-11-07T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:09:51.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><title type='text'>N.I.L.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stop it stop it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop it&lt;/span&gt; I am going to throw up in disgust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6904470089673200374?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6904470089673200374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6904470089673200374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6904470089673200374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6904470089673200374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/nil.html' title='N.I.L.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-9007330354580485814</id><published>2009-11-06T19:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:36:13.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>If My Blog Was an Anime, This Would Be The Filler Episode Everybody Hates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I gained weight this week from not eating chips due to my sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;Don't question my logic.&lt;br /&gt;This is a list of all the things accumulated on my table over a week [that aren't a permanent fixture there]. I am typing this as I clean it all up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bottle of Ear Drops x 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plastic Bags x 4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cough Medicine + Spoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Packets of Lozenges x 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Packets of Anti-Inflammatory Meds x 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stack of Cue Cards x 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English Dictionary and Thesaurus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banking Passbook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toilet Paper Roll&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Multi-Slot Card Reader&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sticks of Glue x 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Novels x 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math Assessment Book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bottle of Coke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can of Pringles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disconnected Webcam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mother's Novels x 8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old Breakfast x 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;External Hard Disk Drive x 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stolen Hard Rock Cafe Coasters x 4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wires x Over 9000&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wires for what?&lt;br /&gt;Wires for/from my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Portable External Hard Disk Drive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Non-Portable External Hard Disk Drive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Non-Portable External Hard Disk Drive Power Cable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DVD/CD Player + Speakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Table Lamp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DS Charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phone Charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laptop  Charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Netbook Charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Minifridge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earphones x 4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mother's Laptop Charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Father's Laptop Charger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All of this. Is on my table.&lt;br /&gt;How the hell did it fit?!&lt;br /&gt;I really need to clean more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-9007330354580485814?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/9007330354580485814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=9007330354580485814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/9007330354580485814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/9007330354580485814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-my-blog-was-anime-this-would-be.html' title='If My Blog Was an Anime, This Would Be The Filler Episode Everybody Hates.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8887622483121441506</id><published>2009-11-05T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:13:39.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small font'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edits'/><title type='text'>Klatsche In Die Hände.</title><content type='html'>Because I &lt;s&gt;want to increase my post count&lt;/s&gt; feel better when I separate certain things from others, here is another post.&lt;br /&gt;We had 10 pizzas for InfoComm farewell today. The 109 InfoCommers ordered 4 pizzas today. Our vice-chair, Vanessa, ordered 6 yesterday. People were staring. The PB wanted to buy a box from us~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I told you I didn't like to do this, but I feel hypocritical today. And anyway, it doesn't match with the rest of the post; I can't really explain why I feel the need to do it. Maybe it's like I'm telling you a secret. Then again, it's not a secret if I just write it here. Or maybe I'm trying to convince myself that people care enough to squint/copy-paste the text into another field to make it readable. But people who don't care would probably do that too, out of curiousity. I shouldn't try to reason things out with myself. Ugh. [I made a new tag just for this.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Edit: Never-fucking-mind. Tch.&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/4704842998263422703-8887622483121441506?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8887622483121441506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8887622483121441506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8887622483121441506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8887622483121441506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/edit-komm-tanze-mit.html' title='Klatsche In Die Hände.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5363391789996460565</id><published>2009-11-05T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:47:53.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Komm Tanze Mit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I realized that I love my friends. All of them. You know, old ones, new ones, the like. All the time. I even love them when I don't love them, if that makes any sense. I guess it does.&lt;br /&gt;I even love them during/after arguments, even if we never make up.&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me a masochist or something?&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, I guess all I can say is 'Thank you'~!&lt;br /&gt;For. Uh. Hmn. I'm not entirely sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything, I guess :D&lt;br /&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/4704842998263422703-5363391789996460565?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5363391789996460565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5363391789996460565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5363391789996460565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5363391789996460565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/komm-tanze-mit.html' title='Komm Tanze Mit!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-223851291239585874</id><published>2009-11-03T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:57:08.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edits'/><title type='text'>Edit: AM I GOING DEAF WTF?</title><content type='html'>I called my dad to tell him about my hearing problem [because the ringing is seriously driving me insane] and he said I was talking really really ridiculously loudly and then he seemed really amused that I am going fucking DEAF. [I don't even care if I exaggerate anymore! Wtf!]&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot, dad. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I put earphones in and turned on some music to block out the music.&lt;br /&gt;All was fine until I realized that I am playing the music so loud that I can't even hear myself sing obnoxiously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-223851291239585874?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/223851291239585874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=223851291239585874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/223851291239585874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/223851291239585874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/edit-am-i-going-deaf-wtf.html' title='Edit: AM I GOING DEAF WTF?'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-307045064323240700</id><published>2009-11-03T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:30:54.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>AM I GOING DEAF WTF?</title><content type='html'>I can't hear properly. My ears are both blocked. I end up talking either incessantly loudly or incessantly softly. It is irritating.&lt;br /&gt;There is also this constant ringing noise. I can't stop it. It's driving me mad.&lt;br /&gt;Stop.&lt;br /&gt;Ringing.&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is wrong with my ears?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WSC trials today were very fun. I don't know why. Yenjean kept on launching herself at me for hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-307045064323240700?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/307045064323240700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=307045064323240700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/307045064323240700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/307045064323240700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/am-i-going-deaf-wtf.html' title='AM I GOING DEAF WTF?'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7875636209624524913</id><published>2009-11-02T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:57:30.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edits'/><title type='text'>Edit: SICK SICK SICK WTF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Make that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;attempt&lt;/span&gt; to throw up, because other than feeling nauseous and getting ridiculous headaches, nothing actually results from these attempts.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Yes, my edit &lt;u&gt;does&lt;/u&gt; need an entirely new post, damn it.&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/4704842998263422703-7875636209624524913?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7875636209624524913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7875636209624524913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7875636209624524913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7875636209624524913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/edit.html' title='Edit: SICK SICK SICK WTF.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5181180110866552228</id><published>2009-11-02T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:10:20.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>SICK SICK SICK WTF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I woke up 4 times today, if that even makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at 2.46 am to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;Once at 5.50 am to 'go to school' [stupid alarm].&lt;br /&gt;Once at 9.00 am to the sound of the renovation works going on downstairs [do you really have to use a bloody power drill at 9.00 am in the morning?!]&lt;br /&gt;Once at 10.26 am to a call from Aisyah [that's against the school rules, btw - to call during recess. Even if you hide in a closet. You should know that.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the people who called [albeit illegaly] and sms-ed and left messages on my MSN that I didn't check because I was either&lt;br /&gt;A) Throwing up&lt;br /&gt;B) Asleep&lt;br /&gt;C) Playing ___________________________ [YOU WILL NEVER GUESS.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to cut this post abruptly short but I think I need to go throw up again.&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/4704842998263422703-5181180110866552228?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5181180110866552228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5181180110866552228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5181180110866552228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5181180110866552228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick-sick-sick-wtf.html' title='SICK SICK SICK WTF.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7542201215494600285</id><published>2009-11-01T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:16:44.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank God it went well.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it won't be too awkward.&lt;br /&gt;After all, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the master of pretending-that-nothing-happened, as well as the master of pretending-that-something-happened, as evidenced by this entire bloody situation.&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-7542201215494600285?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7542201215494600285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7542201215494600285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7542201215494600285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7542201215494600285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/hn.html' title='Hn.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1766346440917308946</id><published>2009-11-01T16:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:53:59.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><title type='text'>Simple Wishes.</title><content type='html'>Let's just pray for this broken mess of a friendship to be fixed, somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1766346440917308946?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1766346440917308946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1766346440917308946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1766346440917308946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1766346440917308946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-wishes.html' title='Simple Wishes.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8424726926301707035</id><published>2009-10-25T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:38:50.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>An Overdue, Back-logged Summary of Opinions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was the anniversary of my Grandfather's death, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sinead's&lt;/span&gt; cousin's birthday [happy belated birthday!], and the founding date of the UN. It's nice to know some things can be so memorable.&lt;br /&gt;People [read: Allison] sometimes ask me why I prefer Microsoft to Macintosh. Well, the answer is simple:&lt;br /&gt;I think that if you want to be an evil, capitalist, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;power hungry&lt;/span&gt;, money-minded company at the forefront of an industry, at least be up front about it. Don't hide behind all that "hip, young, and fresh" jazz. Shameless is the way to go. Like badly editing your the Polish version of your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;advertisements&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt; so as to remove the African-American, like blatantly forcing updates on your consumers that make your products unworkable so that they'll pay to fix it or buy it again, like trying to take over the entire electronics market when you know that making MP3 players is not your forte - This is how you run a successful company. [None of that was sarcastic, by the way.]&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame the same can't be said for real life.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't see the problem behind swearing; in my opinion, it suggests too much consciousness of the people around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-8424726926301707035?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8424726926301707035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8424726926301707035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8424726926301707035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8424726926301707035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/overdue-back-logged-summary-of-opinions.html' title='An Overdue, Back-logged Summary of Opinions'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7926612872495793434</id><published>2009-10-21T20:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:55:40.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Selection Camp + Before That.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was basically them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding us for walking too slowly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding us for walking to quickly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding us for not discussing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding us for discussing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding us for making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;adecision&lt;/span&gt;, but not moving off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; after.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding us for moving off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; after we make a decision.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding us for not being polite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding us for 'wasting time' being polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Etc etc you get the idea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even so, it was fun. Painful fun. I feel like a masochist.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, though, it was really well planned by the boards.&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't exactly approve of their methods, the camp was effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I went for lunch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tze&lt;/span&gt; En, Michelle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt;, Julia, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Synth&lt;/span&gt;-Di, Yen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yan&lt;/span&gt; Tong. Yes. You read that right. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tze&lt;/span&gt; En's "first time"!~ SHE FORCED US TO GO BACK, WHAT, AN HOUR EARLY? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pffffft&lt;/span&gt;. We ate at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;By ate, I mean: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan&lt;/span&gt; Tong and Yen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt; dieting,&lt;br /&gt;Julia and Michelle forcing their food on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yan&lt;/span&gt; Tong,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tze&lt;/span&gt; En eating two pieces of chicken + coleslaw + cheese fries + two loaves of bread. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Srsly&lt;/span&gt;. I never knew she could eat that much.&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/4704842998263422703-7926612872495793434?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7926612872495793434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7926612872495793434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7926612872495793434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7926612872495793434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/selection-camp.html' title='Selection Camp + Before That.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2039873011169813100</id><published>2009-10-20T22:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:15:49.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Implications.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I am horrible, horrible, horrible at handling this type of things.&lt;br /&gt;You do well.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;You do well.&lt;br /&gt;And then what comes next?&lt;br /&gt;Expectations. Goals. Assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Implications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you do well?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even want to?&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/4704842998263422703-2039873011169813100?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2039873011169813100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2039873011169813100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2039873011169813100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2039873011169813100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/implications.html' title='Implications.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5802644968114740909</id><published>2009-10-19T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:22:55.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><title type='text'>It's An Opinion.</title><content type='html'>I think everyone is bisexual inside.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-5802644968114740909?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5802644968114740909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5802644968114740909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5802644968114740909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5802644968114740909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-opinion.html' title='It&apos;s An Opinion.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7387054605396539098</id><published>2009-10-18T15:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:13:38.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>To Tell You The Truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think Yen Siang's [housewarming!] party was [one of?] the best I've been to this year. Even though I've only been to, what, 4? Still. I don't know why, I just really liked it. It just goes to show you don't really need to *plan* anything to have a good party, I guess. Even so, I'm not going to write about it. I'm not going to answer 'why', though, since, well, my answer would sound kind of stupid in an uncharacteristically sentimental way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead, I will discuss the use of the phrase, "to tell you the truth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did this saying come about? It makes no sense. To say "to tell you the truth, I don't really like apples," would imply that most of the time you'd be lying instead. I don't assume that everything else other people say that does not start with "to tell you the truth" is, in fact, a lie. On the contrary, I believe that everything other say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; the truth, unless in certain circumstances - I doubt you differ, unless you are one of those extremely paranoid people with a suspicious outlook on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, if you look at things this way, you can't really trust what anyone says.&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/4704842998263422703-7387054605396539098?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7387054605396539098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7387054605396539098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7387054605396539098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7387054605396539098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-tell-you-truth.html' title='To Tell You The Truth.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6509472154520636678</id><published>2009-10-17T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:39:53.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>The Butchering of a Name.</title><content type='html'>There was a time when &lt;s&gt;people said that Singapore wouldn't make it&lt;/s&gt; I could have easily said that I had no nicknames, and it was true.&lt;br /&gt;And now. . .&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to think of it. The strange things people call me that are sometimes even longer than my name in the first place. In alphabetical order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;大米沙 [Da mi sha]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;米傻 [Mi sha, pronouced Meeesha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fiesty Burger Prince&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lauren&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lawrence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laurence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Misha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moosha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Minghui&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tamishatan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tamishalaurentanminghui&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tam [PRONOUCED THAM FOR GOODNESS SAKE. I MEAN, WHAT?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vice-Chair [of The CoPs]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Obviously, something is wrong with the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6509472154520636678?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6509472154520636678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6509472154520636678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6509472154520636678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6509472154520636678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/butchering-of-name.html' title='The Butchering of a Name.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7753449439435670603</id><published>2009-10-17T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:22:14.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><title type='text'>Zum Gerburtstag. . .</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, Yen Siang.&lt;br /&gt;To, hopefully, many more.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-7753449439435670603?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7753449439435670603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7753449439435670603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7753449439435670603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7753449439435670603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/zum-gerburtstag.html' title='Zum Gerburtstag. . .'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-911606199358494134</id><published>2009-10-16T17:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:28:40.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Nothing Can Come of Nothing.</title><content type='html'>I went with Le Win, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[you read that right]&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sinead&lt;/span&gt;, and Kimberly to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sanrio&lt;/span&gt;...Fiesta&lt;/span&gt;, was it?&lt;br /&gt;I find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt; fun in preventing them from buying things that they don't need. For example: more cups, more lunch boxes, even more files, a cake mould, etc. In the end they were asking me whether they could buy things. Strange people. Yen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt; was there the entire time - it was most probably her worst nightmare come true:&lt;br /&gt;A) Lots of pink.&lt;br /&gt;B) Lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sanrio&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;C) Lots of noisy people.&lt;br /&gt;D) Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;E) Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;F) Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;She was really surprised by the prices of the things - and the number of people buying them. I think I've gotten used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sinead&lt;/span&gt; has improved a lot, really. She actually tried to dissuade her mother from buying some ridiculously expensive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sunglasses&lt;/span&gt;! She put things back, and even reasoned it out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; Le Win and managed to get her not to buy yet another...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;utensil&lt;/span&gt; set, if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud.&lt;br /&gt;But due to all of this, Le Win and Kimberly insisted on calling me "mom" because I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helped carry their purchases.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helped them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt;ue up [along with Yen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zipped Le Win's bag shut and scolded her for not closing it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prevented them from spending too much on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt; things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reminded Le Win to collect her free gift and other things. Several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;In the end, they were asking me if they could buy things. What am I, their financial advisor?!&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I guess I am.&lt;br /&gt;That does not mean I am their "mom", though.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even act like one.&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is: They called Yen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt; "dad". All the unfortunate implications associated to that were of course assumed, applied, and made fun of.&lt;br /&gt;Yen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt; and I went back to school, her to get her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;HDD&lt;/span&gt;, and myself for Sports Fest. We ended up both helping out at the long jump event. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Still sorry about dragging you into that, though.&lt;br /&gt;I also learnt about her mysterious theory about the closing of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; doors.&lt;br /&gt;It was strange to see it in practice, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;I still insist it doesn't work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-911606199358494134?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/911606199358494134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=911606199358494134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/911606199358494134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/911606199358494134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-can-come-of-nothing.html' title='Nothing Can Come of Nothing.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6931893053252338274</id><published>2009-10-15T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:54:25.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Quality of Mercy is Not Strained.</title><content type='html'>It's getting really strange.&lt;br /&gt;I went out with...Aisyah and Yen Siang today, of all people. To help Aisyah buy her a birthday present [which I had already bought last month :B].&lt;br /&gt;I...can't see it.&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine this...this...ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I bought Switch volume 3. Yen Siang spent her money buying the last volume of Genshiken and volume 1 of Switch :D&lt;br /&gt;My mom tells me I should stay over at Yen Siang's place, since they originally wanted me to stay at Brandon's, which is in the same area anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get your hopes up, though. I know you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Our SDMA entry should *totally* be about that fanfic cliche that I mentioned today.&lt;br /&gt;It'd fit with the theme.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;"Ignorant is bleass!" - Oho you'd like to know &gt;B)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6931893053252338274?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6931893053252338274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6931893053252338274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6931893053252338274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6931893053252338274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/quality-of-mercy-is-not-strained.html' title='The Quality of Mercy is Not Strained.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5894130165885215302</id><published>2009-10-14T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:32:04.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Ein Wenig</title><content type='html'>0.74&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;0.74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This number will haunt me forever.&lt;br /&gt;For-freaking-ever.&lt;br /&gt;I can never seem to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always missing out by just a tiny little bit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning into one of those over-achievers.&lt;br /&gt;But only for German.&lt;br /&gt;And only because I was so close.&lt;br /&gt;So damn close.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it won't affect my GP for the subject.&lt;br /&gt;Take that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-5894130165885215302?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5894130165885215302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5894130165885215302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5894130165885215302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5894130165885215302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/ein-wenig.html' title='Ein Wenig'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2549234637450357117</id><published>2009-10-12T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:46:12.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Who Needs Rhetorical Questions?</title><content type='html'>I think I sort of gave up on the Math paper today. Well, you can't change anything about that.&lt;br /&gt;I can't spend money. I feel really, really bad after I've bought something that costs over $10. I suppose it's a good thing, but I keep on guilting myself into not buying things.&lt;br /&gt;The PSLE ends on the 14th. It's like the year has passed so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;What is a sentence?&lt;br /&gt;A sentence is a noun phrase followed by a verb phrase. A noun phrase is a determiner and a noun.&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;“China is a big country, inhabited by many Chinese.” - Charles De Gaulle, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-size: 13.2px; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;" class="IL_LINK_STYLE"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;former French President.&lt;br /&gt;My lifelong materialistic wish is for an antique manual typewriter that still works.&lt;br /&gt;My lifelong aspiration is to study Linguistics in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;I want to live till I die. No more, no less.&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/4704842998263422703-2549234637450357117?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2549234637450357117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2549234637450357117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2549234637450357117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2549234637450357117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-needs-rhetorical-questions.html' title='Who Needs Rhetorical Questions?'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8255792822480893999</id><published>2009-10-11T19:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:43:58.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Wi(c)tness.</title><content type='html'>I was forced to go to Malaysia over the weekend since my parents were conducting a workshop for the Boys' Brigade...On SEL, as expected. We met the president of the BB. He's not....very impressive....&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my first of it-pains-me-to-count-how-many trips home on the MRT with Pedoclassmate and Pedosenior. I swear, if something happens...&lt;br /&gt;You know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Child services is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;I...took Pedosenior's threats and went to watch Code Geass. It's not that bad, seeing as the seiyuu of Lelouch  is Fukuyama Jun, and that it's seinen even though the manga series is classified as shoujo. Also, gratituous blood ahoy. You should watch it, if that's your thing. I think Yen Siang would like it.&lt;br /&gt;Still, it'd be better...if...Namikawa Daisuke was in it...&lt;br /&gt;Tch.&lt;br /&gt;All these periods/fullstops are making me angry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even like them. They're my least favourite type of punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;They've got such a finalized feel to them.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that's why they signify the end of something.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-8255792822480893999?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8255792822480893999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8255792822480893999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8255792822480893999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8255792822480893999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/wictness.html' title='Wi(c)tness.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-4750777800839825549</id><published>2009-10-07T16:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T17:33:59.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Ab initio</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to shock people with my open-mindedness again (:&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, I don't think you really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired of all those so-open-minded-your-brains-fall-out jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Now I will be a pretentious bastard and point out why it a lousy joke :)&lt;br /&gt;a) It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, per se. Unless you're making fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;b) It is physically impossible. I don't think you want me to explain why.&lt;br /&gt;c) It is not creative or innovative at all. It's an old joke; it's 'lost its charm', so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;d) Though I doubt it even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; any in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, with the exam a day away, it'd be useless for me to revise...what appears to be common sense, but is, in fact, called Geography. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;I love semicolons, I love umlauts, I love diacritic marks - I especially love the irony mark/percontation point. I am such a punctuation whore [Don't look at me like that, it's a pejorative. I don't swear. That much.]&lt;br /&gt;People hate punctuation. I don't get it. Without it, we'd end up with mangled constructs like "that that is is that that is not is not is that it it is". Once we insert punctuation, it can easily be rendered into something logical and sensible: "That that is, is. That that is not, is not. Is that it? It is." And because I love to prove a point, I have more examples of such pleonastic doubling [tripling, or quadrupling, or...you get the idea.]&lt;br /&gt;"James while John had had had had had had had had had had had a better effect on the teacher" becomes&lt;br /&gt;"James, while John had had "had", had had "had had"; "had had" had had a better effect on the teacher." Although you might shoot me for writing that, I must admit it makes only a marginally larger amount sense at all - just don't think about it too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last one. You don't even need punctuation for this, it's just really fun. At least, for me. |:&lt;br /&gt;"Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo."&lt;br /&gt;It's grammatically correct, by the way. And it makes sense, when you know that buffalo can be&lt;br /&gt;a) A place name - Buffalo, New York. Which is an adjective.&lt;br /&gt;b) A name for an animal, a noun.&lt;br /&gt;c) A synonym for 'bully', a verb.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-4750777800839825549?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/4750777800839825549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=4750777800839825549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/4750777800839825549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/4750777800839825549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/ab-initio.html' title='Ab initio'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2701498193630447276</id><published>2009-10-04T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:39:35.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><title type='text'>Stop.</title><content type='html'>God, I am so confused.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that you're okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-2701498193630447276?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2701498193630447276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2701498193630447276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2701498193630447276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2701498193630447276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop.html' title='Stop.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2639546391571515861</id><published>2009-10-02T14:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:41:02.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Trying</title><content type='html'>Went out with Yen siang and Si Hui to Kinokuniya after the exams. Yen siang bought 200g of cookies using a Nets card, since she didn't have cash. I found it strange - I always use cash. I don't like the idea of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taking out&lt;/span&gt; from your savings. They both bought some Japanese magazines, and I bought the last volume of Black Cat.&lt;br /&gt;I came home to a message from someone that I don't understand. It sounded accusatory, agressive. I can't help it. I can't stop, because I don't know what I'm doing wrong. You don't want to tell me. Why is it so hard for us to see who we are, what we act like, the impact of the things we say? I don't think it's possible anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We keep on trying, trying, trying harder and harder to be a person. A person that people cannot find complaints with. A person that would be free from the mean-spirited comments and the silent remarks behind his/her back. It's not possible. Human nature dictates it - that everybody &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; find fault in others. We can't help ourselves. But at least we can try. We try to be the person above the petty comments so that we can be the person who doesn't make those petty comments. It's such a roundabout way of thinking, no wonder so many people find it hard to be the person.&lt;br /&gt;Just try, for me - and I'll try for you.&lt;br /&gt;You know, I think I already am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-2639546391571515861?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2639546391571515861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2639546391571515861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2639546391571515861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2639546391571515861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/10/trying.html' title='Trying'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-490281247356270952</id><published>2009-09-20T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:40:05.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>We're Getting Older.</title><content type='html'>My dad has just tried to open the front door to our house with his car key. The button kind. Now he doesn't know where it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-490281247356270952?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/490281247356270952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=490281247356270952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/490281247356270952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/490281247356270952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-getting-older.html' title='We&apos;re Getting Older.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3621762213843346753</id><published>2009-09-16T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:27:14.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>A Roundabout Way of Thinking.</title><content type='html'>I've realized that it's not that bad to have some semblance of something so ridiculously important that it doesn't even matter if it is but a semblance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3621762213843346753?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3621762213843346753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3621762213843346753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3621762213843346753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3621762213843346753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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something.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it was so immaterial that it all&lt;br /&gt;Fell apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3555777782982612432?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3555777782982612432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3555777782982612432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3555777782982612432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3555777782982612432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-i-thought.html' title='And I Thought.....'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3520577540341429886</id><published>2009-09-11T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:24:45.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Hui Min;</title><content type='html'>I'm kind of jealous that you have so many people to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence.&lt;/span&gt;  - Alcibiades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3520577540341429886?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2205897658714299364</id><published>2009-09-11T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:16:45.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>I am 3% Barbie</title><content type='html'>How much like Barbie are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own over 10 bottles of nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own perfume that cost over $60.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You had/have fake nails.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have more body/hair products than you can use.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your pet is a small lap dog.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have clothes/shoes/accessories for your pet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have enough pictures to create your own wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own a pink comforter, carpeting, walls or sheets.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Spend more time at the mall than you do at home/work?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have/had a hair color that is not your natural color?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have "blonde moments" at least once a day?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Buy stuff because it's awesome, and then never wear it?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Constantly keep your phone at your side?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dance around in your room when nobody else is home?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a name for your car?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Know what celebrity is dating who and who broke up this week?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Refuse to go out in public without makeup&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Prefer to be called "princess"&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU ADORE?:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Makeup&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Glitter&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Color Pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shopping&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Chick Flicks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Unicorns&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Disney Movies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Candles&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Flowers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stuffed Animals&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Purses&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SHOP AT?:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Coach&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Victoria's Secret&lt;br /&gt;[x] Guess&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Claire's&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Express&lt;br /&gt;[ ] MAC&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Sephora&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Bebe&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SAY?:&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Whatever&lt;br /&gt;[x]Oh my gosh/god/goodness&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Hun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] That's hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Darling -all the time..&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Psh [Is 'tch' or 'pfft' counted? I guess not]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cutie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hottie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Totally&lt;br /&gt;[ ] For Sure&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fabulous&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU READ?:&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Glamour&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Marie Claire&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Elle Girl&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Teen Vogue&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Us Weekly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Star&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Self&lt;br /&gt;[ ] PerezHilton.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dlisted.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 17online.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] people.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] usmagazine.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] popsugar.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink Is The New Blog.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Cosmo Girl&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LOVE THESE?:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Elizabethtown&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Now &amp;amp; Then&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Where the Heart is&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Just my luck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Centerstage&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bring it On&lt;br /&gt;[ ] How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Blades of Glory&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My Girl&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU ADDICTED TO?:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] LOST&lt;br /&gt;[ ] America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Project Runway&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Simple Life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 8th &amp;amp; Ocean&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sex and the City&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laguna Beach/The Hills&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Nip/Tuck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Law and Order&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 3%. Three percent.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you never could really expect much, could you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-2205897658714299364?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2205897658714299364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2205897658714299364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2205897658714299364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2205897658714299364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/09/hui-min.html' title='I am 3% Barbie'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5140083249949343214</id><published>2009-09-07T16:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:40:38.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debate'/><title type='text'>Faux Pas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The motion today reads THBT it is such an utter waste of time to even try and improve our Chinese. I as the first, second, and third propositon speaker will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;wasting your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with my 3 simple reasons why the motion must stand: I have no interest, I have no support, I have no hope.&lt;br /&gt;Before we begin today's debate, the Proposition would first like to define a few key terms  in the motion - By "improve" we mean both academically and not. By "waste of time" we mean that the time used on this subject could be efficiently applied somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to my first substantive for today on how I have no interest. I don't need Chinese. I don't need it to speak, to write, to communicate. Where I am planning to work, be it a clinic, my own practice, or even a University, I won't need to communicate fluently in Chinese. Even so, my current grasp of Chinese is more than enough to speak with people on a conversational level. There are at least 500million to 1.8 billion people in the world who can get by without Chinese. People tell me we learn it to preserve our culture. Psshaw. There are 1.3 billion people in China to do that for me.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, on how I have no support. My grandmother hardly speaks to me, my mother was taught Malay, my father failed chinese, my tuition teacher leaves me to read compositions while she talks on the phone. How can I possibly learn a language when I can barely understand 3/4 of the things my Chinese teacher is saying during lesson time? How does everyone else do it? I don't know. I stopped caring. Which leads me to my third, and last point, on how I have no hope.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even bother anymore. No one is trying to help. Why not help myself? Because, as I have already said, I have no interest. Subjecting yourself to something you don't like is good if it's better for you in the long run, but I see no such benefit in the future. Therefore, I have almost given up completely.&lt;br /&gt;The Proposition today has shown you how and why the learning of Chinese, at least for us, is futile and unbeneficial, and infact, detracts from our self-esteem and confidence. Therefore, the motion must stand.&lt;br /&gt;At least until the Opposition arrives. I'm still waiting.&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/4704842998263422703-5140083249949343214?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5140083249949343214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5140083249949343214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5140083249949343214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5140083249949343214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/09/faux-pas.html' title='Faux Pas'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6133081144476390838</id><published>2009-09-05T20:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:09:47.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Under14s</title><content type='html'>//edit// I AM AS FABULOUS AS XIN MIN'S THIRD SPEAKER. AHAHAHA RAY PING KOK AHAHAHAHA Dictators are like scheming babies. With guns. Okay stop it I tagged on your blog Yenjean ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? //edit//&lt;br /&gt;The debates today were excellent! We were against PLMGS, XinMin Secondary, and Cat. High. We won the 1st and the 3rd debate. Pavithra got 3rd best speaker :D The finals were great, MGS vs. ACS(I). The motion: THW grant amnesty to dictators in exchange for their stepping down. The presentation and style of both teams was amazing, although a little...unorthodox...It was fascinating though. MGS debaters have either one or both hands on their hip(s) at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqJWQFhRHDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/z1tVSRSTlCg/s1600-h/05092009021%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqJWQFhRHDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/z1tVSRSTlCg/s320/05092009021%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377955739393399858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yenjean looks kind of drunk in this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqJZKyT_fRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Expx0ZH7d5o/s1600-h/05092009026.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqJZKyT_fRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Expx0ZH7d5o/s320/05092009026.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377958946872982802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am censored again because I looked really...disproportionate in this photo. Look, Jarrett is in the background for some reason. Pfffthahahaha. Jen took this for us~! Because we fail at taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Kimberly's mom there [she's one of the main organizing teachers, I think]! She gave me...ice cream! Ahahaha! Thanks~&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a theory we [Yenjean and I] have that you can sort of recognize what school a guy is from when you look at his haircut. Cat. High students have poofy/frizzy hair that kind of sticks up and faces back like...a chicken?! RI has mostly crew cuts and HCI uses lots of gel [or oil. You know, you can't really tell D:]&lt;br /&gt;I love to wave my cue cards around &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I actually wrote out a wish list on some scribbly little piece of paper that was lost in the depths of my bag. I feel horribly materialistic now |:&lt;br /&gt;Jia Qi was stomping around in her court shoes today. Hope she doesn't get blisters D:&lt;br /&gt;I want to study linguistics and work in a university. Especially stylistics or syntax. Maybe even psycholinguistics or sociolinguistics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6133081144476390838?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6133081144476390838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6133081144476390838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6133081144476390838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6133081144476390838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/09/under14s.html' title='Under14s'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqJWQFhRHDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/z1tVSRSTlCg/s72-c/05092009021%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5335610812799256902</id><published>2009-09-04T20:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:47:19.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>RGDebate</title><content type='html'>Finally I have nothing of extreme importance to do. Except, maybe, my Philo PT, Physics PT, and German Project. But that's due in at least a week, so it's fine. Apparently each house only accepts 15 people a year into the house committee. That's kind of sad, especially so when you take into account that you really need 'connections' to get in. But I'm making too much a deal about it. Decisions are final, Y/Y?&lt;br /&gt;We decided on a jingle today. It's La Marsailles. I can't belive they actually allowed us to use it. Shoopdawoop, Om Nom Nom, Imma chargin mah laz0r. We had to change the lyrics though.&lt;br /&gt;Our debate went well, we won by 1/2 a point due to the reply speech [done by me, OHOHOHO!] But the Opposition did no signposting, no labelling, contradicted themselves, had no baseline argument, ignored our POIs and rebuttals and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;points &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entire 3rd speaker's sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Poor Yenjean, ahaha. Our batch name is: RGDebate Batch'12 [The Hobo Stalkers.] Oh, guys, what the hell were we thinking?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqEJwkvItsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ftVKsV80a1U/s1600-h/04092009018%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqEJwkvItsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ftVKsV80a1U/s320/04092009018%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377590160156833474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqEKKxNpBKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bLM28FWm160/s1600-h/04092009020%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqEKKxNpBKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bLM28FWm160/s320/04092009020%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377590610182603938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Made by Heng Hwee, Yenjean, and Jia Qi. Because they have NO LIFE. But that's why you guys are awesome, after all. It's made out of jumping clay but refuses to jump. What a lie.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of blurry photos taken during InfoComm and one of Yantong and me and my illegal fringe with my hand blocking out her face. Ohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-5335610812799256902?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5335610812799256902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5335610812799256902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5335610812799256902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5335610812799256902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/09/rgdebate.html' title='RGDebate'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SqEJwkvItsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ftVKsV80a1U/s72-c/04092009018%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-314647368993351231</id><published>2009-08-20T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:45:44.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>From One Selfish Person to Another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You are not an open person, no matter what you think or say.&lt;br /&gt;You reject people's ideas and ideals, their suggestions and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;criticisms&lt;/span&gt;, their thoughts and their very words.&lt;br /&gt;Such irony exists in the fact that no one has the heart to reject yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call yourself open? Receptive? Flexible?&lt;br /&gt;Yet you impose your own thoughts onto others, uncaring and cold, forcing them to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessity calls for one to learn the intimate nuances of the words you use - especially one that you use to describe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Don't insult others with the sharpness of your words and cold of your actions.&lt;br /&gt;When you cannot take these thoughts from others, why impose your very own onto them?&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/4704842998263422703-314647368993351231?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/314647368993351231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=314647368993351231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/314647368993351231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/314647368993351231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/08/one.html' title='From One Selfish Person to Another.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2365395767817323465</id><published>2009-08-16T18:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:30:31.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>STGCC'09</title><content type='html'>I just got back from STGCC'09. I met Ker Rui, Xin Yee, Jaclyn, Jia Wen, Nicole and Sinead there.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I spent a lot of money ;_; Well, a lot for me, that is.&lt;br /&gt;I bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Doujinshi [$12]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Badges/Pins [$12]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Bookmark set of 8 bookmarks [$6]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Ridiculously redundant Event Guide [$4]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;For a total of $34. We took pictures with/of the cosplayers!&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofhVnsTRrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8Vqgja_DFjU/s1600-h/DSC00852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofhVnsTRrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8Vqgja_DFjU/s320/DSC00852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370508842210903730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Russia and America~ I had to hold their stuff so they could pose fffff'whut.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofiPB0AHAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bImmmAgikns/s1600-h/IMG_1705%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofiPB0AHAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bImmmAgikns/s320/IMG_1705%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370509828475067394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ciel cosplayer was pretty but the Sebastian one...not so much D: They were posing for a whole ton of people.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofirStVI1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/SvRSjieyWGs/s1600-h/IMG_1701%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofirStVI1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/SvRSjieyWGs/s320/IMG_1701%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370510314046825298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;England, France, Norway, us [wtf] and Iceland! There was a Sweden too but she didn't want to pose. England almost ran away but Norway pulled him back, wtf. England and France competed in the Group category for the Cosplay Competition. They were singing~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofnvmV4qsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HXs98whuEOU/s1600-h/HI+TAMISHA+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofnvmV4qsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HXs98whuEOU/s320/HI+TAMISHA+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370515885594815170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're going to AFA'09 too. It's more specialized so I'll probably be getting more pictures and buying even more things ;_; Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4704842998263422703-2365395767817323465?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2365395767817323465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2365395767817323465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2365395767817323465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2365395767817323465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/08/stgcc09.html' title='STGCC&apos;09'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SofhVnsTRrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8Vqgja_DFjU/s72-c/DSC00852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1955310442072274651</id><published>2009-08-15T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:20:31.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Don't.</title><content type='html'>I'm over it. I am so completely over it that it isn't even funny.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still angry about other things though. Like the lack of communication in RGS. Especially when one of the teachers informed [who, in turn, did not inform us] is our CLE teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch.&lt;br /&gt;This school is hopeless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1955310442072274651?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1955310442072274651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1955310442072274651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1955310442072274651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1955310442072274651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont.html' title='Don&apos;t.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7956944275363513527</id><published>2009-08-02T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:59:07.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><title type='text'>Sunday -  An indecipherable ramble</title><content type='html'>Sunday is the day to clean; to organize; to fix messes.&lt;br /&gt;It's the day to pack your room, to rush your homework, to clear your inbox.&lt;br /&gt;It's the day where you go, "Ah, the weekend is already over."&lt;br /&gt;It's the day where you want to be distracted.&lt;br /&gt;It's the day where you can't.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Le Win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-7956944275363513527?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7956944275363513527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7956944275363513527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7956944275363513527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7956944275363513527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday.html' title='Sunday -  An indecipherable ramble'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2171595704373821476</id><published>2009-08-01T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:03:50.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A waste of time.</title><content type='html'>In a pathetic, possibly futile attempt to procrastinate about my Geography PT, have a meme.&lt;br /&gt;Which was stolen from Louisa.&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish Blogger had cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?&lt;br /&gt;On my knee, when I crashed through a glass door. There are some on my back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?&lt;br /&gt;This giant poster that I posed for that was hung in NIE. Until my mother stole it, whut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT DOES YOUR CELL PHONE LOOK LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Blue and black. It's heavy, and I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?&lt;br /&gt;Any music, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?&lt;br /&gt;5PM +/- I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;More time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOU MISS?&lt;br /&gt;My...friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION/S?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT IS YOUR ZODIAC SIGN?&lt;br /&gt;The rat (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?&lt;br /&gt;Hardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;I - I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOGNE / PERFUME?&lt;br /&gt;Don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter, yeah? But...I suppose, black and grey respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF BEING PROPOSED TO?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think to the future much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;Energy drink :D What did you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?&lt;br /&gt;Pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;Garlic. Whut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD?&lt;br /&gt;My dad. Who laughs at my English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST GIFT SOMEONE EVER GAVE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I...don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. DO YOU LIKE ANYBODY?&lt;br /&gt;Not in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND?&lt;br /&gt;Polo Ralph Lauren. Blame my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM CAR?&lt;br /&gt;Volkswagen (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. DO YOU HAVE A PET RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT KIND IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;N.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;It's in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:&lt;br /&gt;32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?&lt;br /&gt;Brunettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. WHAT IS THE ONE NUMBER YOU CALL OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;No one, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?&lt;br /&gt;People who pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but then again, I don't live there, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. YOUR WEAKNESSES?&lt;br /&gt;Insincere, takes things too lightly, hard to motivate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FIRST JOB?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;No. Just...no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHY DID YOU FILL OUT THIS SURVEY?&lt;br /&gt;Because I am trying to not do my Geography PT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME ILLEGAL?&lt;br /&gt;I don't drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;I'm content as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT?&lt;br /&gt;One. Or two (different genders, preferably)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. WHAT DID YOU DO THIS MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;Read a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT DID YOU LAST EAT?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;br /&gt;Roast beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. ANY BAD HABITS?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to answer this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON THE SHELF?&lt;br /&gt;Hmn. Nothing, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Because everyone wants more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. HAVE YOU EVER TOLD A SECRET YOU SWORE NOT TO TELL?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. DO LOOKS MATTER?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER?&lt;br /&gt;I listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?&lt;br /&gt;Hotwheels, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Plenty. The entire class's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN A MOSH PIT?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?&lt;br /&gt;Misha, Tamoosha, Moosha, Tamishatan. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.WHATS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE COLOR(S)?&lt;br /&gt;Green. Black. Red. Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. WHO/WHAT DO YOU MISS MOST RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;I miss...the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. HOW MANY WISDOM TEETH DO YOU HAVE?&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;Not particularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?&lt;br /&gt;The Corpse Bride Soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. LAST THING YOU DRANK&lt;br /&gt;100 Plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Yenjean, according to my call logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE/SAME SEX?&lt;br /&gt;The face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. FAVORITE THOUGHT PROVOKING SONG?&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. THING YOU LOVE TO HATE?&lt;br /&gt;Fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. FAVORITE DRINK(S)?&lt;br /&gt;Coca Cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. FAVORITE ZODIAC SIGN:&lt;br /&gt;Favourite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SPORT?&lt;br /&gt;Skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Black, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. HEIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;153cm. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. FAVORITE ANIMAL?&lt;br /&gt;Don't discriminate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. FAVORITE MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. YOU LIKE SUSHI?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. LAST THING YOU WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;A video on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;17th September. It's my/ my dad's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?&lt;br /&gt;Never tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. KISSES OR HUGS?&lt;br /&gt;Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?&lt;br /&gt;Relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Fan Choy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. WHO IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking anyone to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?&lt;br /&gt;'Catalyst' By Laurie Halse Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. ANYONE IN LOVE WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Who'd know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-2171595704373821476?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2171595704373821476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2171595704373821476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2171595704373821476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2171595704373821476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/08/waste-of-time.html' title='A waste of time.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1625692694964673078</id><published>2009-07-28T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:36:18.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Philosophy - It makes me think</title><content type='html'>There's never much to write about anymore, since school is consuming 3/4 of my time. However, I'll try to find things to write about. Just because it makes me feel better. Anyway, it turned out that I was bankcrupt because my dad 'borrowed' $20 from me [without asking (:] to buy chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;Today during Philosophy, we were to come up 5 similes to describe what friendship means to us. One of them was "as political as a social contract". This is occasionally true, I just don't know how to treat people anymore. Is that all friendship is? A mutual agreement on how to treat each other, how to respect each other, how to speak to each other, even? For what? For comfort? For a sense of security? For...friends?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Such a clinical definition.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know that it makes sense, sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1625692694964673078?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1625692694964673078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1625692694964673078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1625692694964673078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1625692694964673078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/philosophy-it-makes-me-think.html' title='Philosophy - It makes me think'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7148401228152192982</id><published>2009-07-27T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:54:33.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Retrospection</title><content type='html'>I've been looking back on my past blog posts [on old blogs]. &lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some&lt;/s&gt; Almost all of them make me cringe.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost as if it weren't written by the same person.&lt;br /&gt;How could I have been that person?&lt;br /&gt;How could I have written those things?&lt;br /&gt;The mysteries of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th May, 2006 &lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hey going on holiday 2morrow so i tot i should make one more post b4 i go... so how have u been, 2day i watched "over the hedge" and OMGOSH it was sooooo stupid/funny (i can't decide) and after tat i had to pak.. CAN U BELIVE I HAVE 2 WAKE UP AT&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;1:30 AM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OMGOSH!!!!!!! Could U wake up @&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;1:30 am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;???? &lt;/blockquote&gt;15th February, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Big day ahead. Gotta write mystery story &gt;.&lt;,do worksheets =.=", AND have stupid chinese tution T.T. Have you been to 5Q's blog lately? They are sooo damn active &gt;:O Now I have to rush to back talk all of their retarded comments =.=" Mum panicing over phone abt why haven't done story so i pretended to cry (T.T) and say I couldn't think of anything XD!!!! *Can't belive it worked omg*&lt;br /&gt;Hmm should I add a neko to my blog? Neko's are soo damn cute okay!&lt;br /&gt;BTW did I tell you evonne broke up with ~aaaadriannnn~? Haha we forced her to and now he's asking her:" Why wan break??!!!" over and over again XD SHE SHOULD STOP REPLYING!!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg adrain's only 11 and wants a freaking serious relationship &gt;.&lt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;25th March, 2008&lt;blockquote&gt;Unbelievable @.@ I got 50.5/60... and Bella got 54?!?!? WTH IS UP WITH THAT D:&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Anyway, I painted my house today. Yeah, I live in a HDB. So, anyway, we were painting the walls white ( 15 years of ignorance) and the doors whiter. It was fun-ish! And my dad kept saying "capture it! capture it!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Have I really changed? Can I really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-7148401228152192982?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7148401228152192982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7148401228152192982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7148401228152192982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7148401228152192982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/retrospection.html' title='Retrospection'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3145395957522643267</id><published>2009-07-26T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:00:34.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Guilt</title><content type='html'>Why do people take things so seriously? Everyday, I feel...I feel like I have to be aware of everyone. I have to avoid stepping on toes. I have to...pretend.&lt;br /&gt;Pretend I agree, pretend it doesn't matter, pretend it's all right.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop it. I can't stop pretending.&lt;br /&gt;I am too conscious of others, too polite, too agreeable to their thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;It is the guilt. The guilt from the past. The guilt that's making me bend over backwards for all these people.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3145395957522643267?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3145395957522643267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3145395957522643267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3145395957522643267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3145395957522643267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/guilt.html' title='Guilt'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3771936713088534544</id><published>2009-07-23T20:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:00:34.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Truth.</title><content type='html'>I don't want to go to school because my classmates will be there.&lt;br /&gt;I am pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3771936713088534544?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3771936713088534544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3771936713088534544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3771936713088534544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3771936713088534544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/please.html' title='Truth.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3556536006737317377</id><published>2009-07-22T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:42:22.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today was the best day in school yet.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my favourite day in school is the one where more than half the class is away on HBL. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;During RS [which I actually paid attention to, for once~!] we laughed alot and... didn't do much work.  I think the teacher pretty much gave up on teaching us, since there were only 13 of us. After which, it was already recess |: Then we had aesthetics, which after 1/2 an hour of us lying down on poofy high jump mats, we finally found the teacher. We played the keyboard again, because things got screwed up, hoho. We danced lots and messed up our playing. It was great :D&lt;br /&gt;And then! It was CLE! Already! The day passed so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ang wasn't feeling well so we were left on our own during CLE. We typed out a script and laughed and danced and then school ended. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I hope my classmates' HBL is extended till Monday.&lt;/s&gt; Yes, I am a horribly selfish person.&lt;br /&gt;I should change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3556536006737317377?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3556536006737317377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3556536006737317377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3556536006737317377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3556536006737317377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3244833607956441592</id><published>2009-07-21T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:43:52.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Vroom</title><content type='html'>Hello friend of friends,&lt;br /&gt;109 is on LOA today. I need to do my homework, even though I don't know what there is.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ang called me a 10pm last night to inform the class. PEOPLE WERE ASLEEP AND I HAD TO WAKE UP THEIR ANGRY PARENTS ): Oh well, at least no one showed up.&lt;br /&gt;I am terrible at using beauty products, I cut myself with a nail file twice and was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;Sinead is asking me which pairing in our class has the most UST ;A; I am scarred.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many people can say that their OTP is historically accurate? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;All Disney songs sound better in German, I swear.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite country is Prussia, even though it got dissolved.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn! Help me - my social life... ;A; It's your fault you brought it to my attention, though.&lt;br /&gt;Also, yesterday, Yensiang [the CHBOACSF |: hooray for inside jokes] admitted that there was something to admit about being a closet slash fangirl. Which is pretty much a confession, yarly.&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS SO TSUNDERE WTF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3244833607956441592?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3244833607956441592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3244833607956441592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3244833607956441592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3244833607956441592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/vroom.html' title='Vroom'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7763239390373609208</id><published>2009-07-18T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:06:39.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>I have no close friends, no besties, no confidants, but one, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Is this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Einsamkeit?&lt;br /&gt;What a loose definition.&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/4704842998263422703-7763239390373609208?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7763239390373609208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7763239390373609208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7763239390373609208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7763239390373609208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3497451386012764429</id><published>2009-07-18T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:38:48.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Lists</title><content type='html'>It's Friday, wait, scratch that, Saturday now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kimberly says I should learn the Nobody dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;      2.We met Reis (pronouced: reese) today [a junior from 6R]. She looks like Jaclyn, and acts like her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     c. Ms Lim indirectly called me a pervert when we went back ):&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     4. I have German, Math, and Philo homework to do. Not to mention my Poetry Project and Geography Performance Task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dad says I have to cough up $199 if I want the Nokia 5800, because they will only pay $200. I don't really mind, but I do feel kind of bad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;      f. I despise rich, late-thirties-early-forties ladies who wear incessant jewellary and shop at LV, enjoy showing of, wear conscpicously high  heels and try to discipline people by connecting with them. Anyone know who I'm talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     7. I accidentaly discovered a surreal, unexpected and not entirely welcome bug in the Sims 3: mpreg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     h. My favourite character is still Prussia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3497451386012764429?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3497451386012764429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3497451386012764429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3497451386012764429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3497451386012764429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/lists.html' title='Lists'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5030252979036831123</id><published>2009-07-15T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:59:15.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Mir</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I was finishing up my History PT and InfoComm Design Competition entry.&lt;br /&gt;Sinead and I are planning to go to STGCC'09 this year. Anyone want to come along? HackJiawen!?CoughahemJACLYN!?Ack. Did you know that Tze En has read all 400 over chapters of Naruto and discusses it with Ker Rui? I find it really hard to imagine. What have I done? D: Due to the History PT I only slept at 1.36am last night, and could only wake up at 6.50am. Needless to say, I was horribly late (7.50am) due to a traffic jam. When I got to school, it was raining, and I fell down on the wet floor. It hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered to help Aaheli type out her fanfiction because her paper is just a torn little sheet now, but she says I can only type out the smut parts. I mean, where's the sense in that?! She's going to let Yen Siang type out the rest.&lt;br /&gt;I bought some pins from Sinead's CCA friend's blogshop. That was a first. Also, RGDebate may be getting windbreakers. As in, those sporty ones. Maybe with our names on them, if we're rich enough. That'd be great. Prussia [the character] is great and Gilbotastic :D&lt;br /&gt;I've had a horrible headache for the past three days, I wonder what's wrong. I managed to find my lost phone by using my mother's handphone's [she's overseas] bluetooth to locate which room it was in, if it was in the house at all. After which, I used a magnet to pick it up from the crack between my bed and the wall. My Sims 3 plumbob fell down the other day and hit my arm. I bled. Ach, I just spilled my coke again, the third time in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, with all these injuries, I'll probably end up killing myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-5030252979036831123?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5030252979036831123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5030252979036831123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5030252979036831123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5030252979036831123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/mir.html' title='Mir'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-201472403603583448</id><published>2009-07-03T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:55:59.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hetalia</title><content type='html'>Bahaha,&lt;br /&gt;I like Hetalia.&lt;br /&gt;It's a webcomic-turned-manga-turned-anime :D&lt;br /&gt;It's characters consist of anthropomorphized countries like England and USA and France and blah.&lt;br /&gt;The characters are all really stereotyped, with England having thick eyebrows and getting drunk alot and USA eating lots of hamburgers and etc.&lt;br /&gt;It's really funny.&lt;br /&gt;And it's physically impossible to hate any character/pairing.&lt;br /&gt;Edith and I were talking about it :) Sinead really likes Poland x Lithuania. And guess what, it's not het! Yeah, she likes it that much.&lt;br /&gt;I like Germany x N. Italy and Spain x S. Italy and Sweden x Finland and Russia x Everyone and ohmygoodness I told you it's not possible to hate any pairing OTL.&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell? There's nothing much to write about when I've been at home the entire week.&lt;br /&gt;...I got a bacterial infection. But it's not infectious.&lt;br /&gt;The only people I talk to on MSN, in order, are Sinead, Jaclyn, Allison, Kimberly, Brandon, and Jiawen. And that's pushing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-201472403603583448?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/201472403603583448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=201472403603583448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/201472403603583448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/201472403603583448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/hetalia.html' title='Hetalia'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3219165756346034538</id><published>2009-07-01T15:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:06:39.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>This needs no title.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;To everyone. For everything.&lt;br /&gt;To the boy I slapped in kindergarten. To the people I'd insulted in Primary School. To the people I've disappointed. To my parents. To my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I've hurt alot of people in these few short years. I've been, and hopefully none of this warrants present tense, insincere, insensitive, rude, offensive, idiotic, bad at spelling and grammar, unkind, unfriendly, mean, horrible, irritating, irritable, and hurtful. I know that the likeliness is near zero that any of them would ever read this, seeing that my friends don't even read this blog, but I am a selfish person. I am typing this so that my conscience will be cleared, so that I won't feel so...guilty after all this time. If that's not selfish, I don't know what is. After all, being sorry is the highest act of selfishness, seeing value only after discarding it. But on the other hand, and more importantly, this is for them.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3219165756346034538?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3219165756346034538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3219165756346034538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3219165756346034538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3219165756346034538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-needs-no-title.html' title='This needs no title.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6385828245189003325</id><published>2009-06-21T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:19:17.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>I was watching that strange show on MTV called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_X_Effect"&gt;The X Effect&lt;/a&gt; [one of the gay episodes, that is] because they were showing old shows on other channels. [This was in Amsterdam, by the way.] So, the two of them get into a two person shower. [Wait, there's more] They sit down in their briefs and start spraying each other with water. And giggle. Girlishly. The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them, "Don't they have better things-[to do?] ." Because that is just a wrong statement right there. Right there. My parents stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;I sent a subtle hey-I'm-back message to some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I got strange answers.&lt;br /&gt;My mother unwittingly bought me a gay pride badge [it came in a set of other strange, pink, shiny badges] because she thought it was a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;My parents have different ways of talking to foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;My mother overestimates their ability and leaves them confused. She also has this annoying accent that occurs whenever she is talking to someone from out-of-the-country. Wost thing is, I do it too. I can't even stop it. It just happens. What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;My dad underestimates them, and talks in broken sentences. This leave some people angry because of his underestimating. I don't know if I do this. Would it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;I love the sound of the shower. Especially when you turn it off, and everything just stops. It just disappears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6385828245189003325?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6385828245189003325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6385828245189003325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6385828245189003325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6385828245189003325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3430788582594195666</id><published>2009-06-18T02:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:20:52.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Pseudo...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday, Brandy! Go get a girlfriend! -Wtf-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, I will type out a wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;I think Jiawen blogs more seriously than I do.&lt;br /&gt;I am reading Tsubasa chapter 223.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be really weird to have a son that looks exactly like you?&lt;br /&gt;I typed sun instead of son. D:&lt;br /&gt;Onto other things. Like the point I just digressed from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money, yeah? Because everything else would just work out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time. Because everyone needs more of it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are scary Singaporean girls next to me. I think one is 8, and the other is 16. They're sisters. They're scary. They're speaking a mix of Chinese and English.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday I got confused, because I actually used Chinese in a real life situation. It really screwed me up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This wishlist isn't working.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;...Obviously, that was a bad idea. I have a really short attention span.&lt;br /&gt;I miss people.&lt;br /&gt;Black Cat is a good manga to read. It ended, though.&lt;br /&gt;I should start labeling my posts.&lt;br /&gt;But my posts aren't really label-able.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stay focused.&lt;br /&gt;On what?&lt;br /&gt;This is not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3430788582594195666?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3430788582594195666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3430788582594195666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3430788582594195666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3430788582594195666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/pseudo.html' title='Pseudo...?'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1636482362178426907</id><published>2009-06-17T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:20:23.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drabbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>A story.</title><content type='html'>Today I will tell you a story. A story about...MOUNTAIN PIRATES. [Wtf]&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so when my parents were in NIE [together], they went hiking with a whole bunch of their friends [yoho]. They went to this Unknown Hill in Malaysia! O:!&lt;br /&gt;So they were camping right at the top of the UHM. When suddenly...at night...THESE THREE MEN WITH PARANGS CAME TO THE CAMP! PARANGS! PARANGS! WTF! [I obviously fail at telling stories, wtf.] Everybody in the camp was all panicky and omfgodotwhatdowedo. The three men apparently lived in the nearby kampong and came to warn the hikers that MOUNTAIN PIRATES WERE COMING TO STEAL THEIR THINGS AND ATTACK THEM. My father took out his swiss army knife. You know, just incase the men with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;parangs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were kidnappers. I'm sure it'd be very effective, wtf. So, they ran down the UHM to this lorry that was waiting for them [._.] and drove away &lt;s&gt;into the sunset&lt;/s&gt; to a nearby town. The end.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a sleeve garter fetish, I just really like vests.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream with Jiawen in it about us laughing at milo. And the name of the store that sold it. And a whole bunch of other things, just like we used to, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Sudesna is secretly a giant alien sponge.&lt;br /&gt;I have never ever been part of a joint blog before.&lt;br /&gt;I just learnt last night that my father epilates his chin instead of shaving.&lt;br /&gt;That is fucking traumatizing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1636482362178426907?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1636482362178426907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1636482362178426907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1636482362178426907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1636482362178426907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/story.html' title='A story.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-561995945522023229</id><published>2009-06-16T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:19:47.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My Parents</title><content type='html'>Today I slid on a sponge and cut myself again. Why the hell was there a sponge on the floor? I don't know. Well, at least I didn't impale myself.&lt;br /&gt;My father is the master of turning everything into an argument.&lt;br /&gt;I say, "My legs are tired :\"&lt;br /&gt;He takes it as if I'm blaming him for lack of planning of this holiday and that I blame him for not getting a car which leads to him angrily saying he made a mistake, planning is not so easy, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I say, "My shoe is muddy now D:"&lt;br /&gt;He takes it as me hiding the fact that I slipped in the mud from him and not trusting him and we should be in a car instead and that again leads to him angrily saying that he made a mistake, planning is not so easy, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I ask, "Are we going anywhere in the December holidays?"&lt;br /&gt;He takes it as me being unhelpful and uncooperative in giving ideas that he can shoot down about where to go on holiday, followed by an explanation of how we lose $2000 if we don't use up our last week of timeshare, which leads him to angrily saying that he made a mistake, planning is not so easy, etc.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my mother is unable to order a proper cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;"A plain cheeseburger," she says.&lt;br /&gt;"No sauce? No pickles? Okay," says the girl at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;"A normal cheeseburger," she responds&lt;br /&gt;"Let me repeat your order. One plain cheeseburger and one normal cheeseburger."&lt;br /&gt;The poor manager has to open the till again just to return us our money.&lt;br /&gt;I've now learnt that John Woo did not direct Brokeback mountain. An error on my part. He's still awesome though.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't submitted my Conversational Malay form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-561995945522023229?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/561995945522023229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=561995945522023229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/561995945522023229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/561995945522023229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-parents.html' title='My Parents'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2535311806801596526</id><published>2009-06-14T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:21:32.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Rave</title><content type='html'>Congratulate me, I've managed to cut my hand on a bar of soap somehow. I bled.&lt;br /&gt;I read Brokeback Mountain the other day. It's an excellent book. It's a short story, only 55 pages long, but it's written very well.&lt;br /&gt;John Woo is my favourite director :D He thinks berettas are sexy and created gun-fu. He also directed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mission Impossible 2&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brokeback Mountain&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Cliff &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That-Show-With-Nicholas-Cage-and-John-Travolta. &lt;/span&gt;He's from Hong Kong, and dared to direct a gay cowboy movie. A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gay cowboy movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Best. Director. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep last night because my parents were watching TV. At 2am in the morning. At full volume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-2535311806801596526?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2535311806801596526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2535311806801596526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2535311806801596526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2535311806801596526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/rave.html' title='Rave'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-3013655097659428388</id><published>2009-06-10T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:22:03.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>The computer was always being used by&lt;br /&gt;a) The Hotel Staff&lt;br /&gt;b) Loud, noisy Americans&lt;br /&gt;or c) Random Asian guests.&lt;br /&gt;Those Americans really pissed me off. After 5 minutes of using it, this noisy lady came over and said,"Are you going to be long? Because there are people waiting, ya'know."I let them use it first because I have a life (Yes I do, Jaclyn) and am a nice person. They proceed to giggle over MSN and AOL messenger. Loudly. I wouldn't have minded if she didn't chase me off/giggled so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; noisly.&lt;br /&gt;I havemore to type, but impatient Singaporeans are waiting behind me. This keyboard is hard to use, damnnit. The letters aren't in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-3013655097659428388?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/3013655097659428388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=3013655097659428388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3013655097659428388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/3013655097659428388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1117176875003710476</id><published>2009-06-06T01:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:22:42.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Yoho.</title><content type='html'>My Dad:"This is..."&lt;br /&gt;Me:"SPARTA!-lolwut-"&lt;br /&gt;My Dad:"Not the right stop."&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;There was a hobo on the street today.&lt;br /&gt;There was blood on his hands, a dog at his feet, and a broken guitar [neck and body broken apart] gripped in the bloodstained hands.&lt;br /&gt;He looked stoned. He was asking for money. My mom pulled me away :\&lt;br /&gt;There was a real live bishie-wannabe at the supermarket. With long, golden, twirly hair and all! -Wtf-&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Paris tomorrow morning, so I might not be able to get online.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;-Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1117176875003710476?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1117176875003710476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1117176875003710476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1117176875003710476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1117176875003710476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/yoho.html' title='Yoho.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6537528951663913511</id><published>2009-06-05T01:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:50:54.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of 69.</title><content type='html'>Why hello there!&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to a clog making shop/museum.&lt;br /&gt;When they demonstrated their...clog making skillz0rx, shrapnel of wood flew everywhere D: They almost hit me in the eye D: &lt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered, there was this shirt, where it said&lt;br /&gt;Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;________ = 69&lt;br /&gt;3x Becuase they had xxx on their flag, you see.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it looked cool because the background was all mathematical equations and the "69" part was hidden away so I couldn't see it. I called my mom over to see it and she told me no, because she thought the xxx referred to x-rated, as it usually does. I convinced her to ask the salesperson about it being on the flag, and it turned out it really was part of the flag. Then she looked at it somemore, and suddenly said, again,"No, because the shirt really &lt;em&gt;does &lt;/em&gt;have &lt;strong&gt;sexual connotation [!]&lt;/strong&gt; because it says = 69 and 69 is..."&lt;br /&gt;At this point, to prevent further shock! and horror! and I didn't need to hear that!, I quickly said, "I know what it means!" And then she gave me this wtf-you-do!? look D:&lt;br /&gt;I bet Jaclyn would have loved that shirt.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;My shoe came off when I was crossing the road today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Till then.&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:"He say he took it to fix it. It's brand new fridge. I need it back. You have to bring the fridge. He also took $300 overpay from me. Let me know okay? Let me know," Says the strange Italian man behind me.Poor guy D: Got his fridge stolen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6537528951663913511?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6537528951663913511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6537528951663913511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6537528951663913511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6537528951663913511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-hello-there-today-we-went-to-clog.html' title='The story of 69.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-5974250026149126057</id><published>2009-06-04T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:38:58.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaclyn!</title><content type='html'>But Jaaaaclyn! [At least you still read my blog ._.]&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11 degrees celcius&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here. We packed summer clothes. D:&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall do a strange thing, and reply to peoples' tags! [Well, just because this post is too short.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly!-Get a life D: &lt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinead!-Not soon, probably never :)&lt;br /&gt;Huimin!-I AM O: ... Dank je wel~! [That's dutch, yo 8D]&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn!-...This post is dedicated to you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, we were in this store, and there was this jar, labeled "Take a free condom and have some safe fluffy hardcore bunny s__!"&lt;br /&gt;Have I said it yet? That Jaclyn would love it here?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn would love it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-5974250026149126057?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/5974250026149126057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=5974250026149126057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5974250026149126057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/5974250026149126057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-jaaaaclyn-at-least-you-still-read.html' title='Jaclyn!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1834309228051123139</id><published>2009-06-02T02:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T02:57:56.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Amsterdam.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;For a city infamous for it's Red Light District and Marijuana, you'd expect it to be really uncomfortable for me.&lt;br /&gt;It is.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on, it's flag has three Xs in it.&lt;br /&gt;Between being dragged through the Red Light District and being forced to take pictures of my parents outside condom/drug stores, I am also being made to look through lots of &lt;em&gt;inappropriate souvenirs. &lt;/em&gt;From suggestively shaped lighthouse models to outright indecent magnets, they have it all.&lt;br /&gt;They sell salt and pepper shakers of pigs humping.&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn would love it here.&lt;br /&gt;Save me.&lt;br /&gt;Here, at 10/11pm at night, the sky is fooling me into thinking it's actually 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, sky.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, there's also this German boy who is staying in the room below mine. He was playing with his [awesome] dog named CHEWBACCA [&lt;3], while I looked out from the balcony. He kept looking at me, so in the end, we chatted in German/English. From the balcony. Needless to say, his English is better than my German.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only day 3.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back on the 20th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1834309228051123139?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1834309228051123139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1834309228051123139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1834309228051123139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1834309228051123139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/06/amsterdam.html' title='Amsterdam'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-7382433964839243100</id><published>2009-04-30T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:20:41.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music?</title><content type='html'>Firstly here is a quote :D I don't get it. But whatever. No offence to Allison.&lt;br /&gt;Allison: Do you know how many people listen to music properly?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Allison: As in, actually listen to the lyrics and the melody.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh. I don't think anyone does that.&lt;br /&gt;Allison: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT QUOTE IS THERE BECAUSE...&lt;br /&gt;I am doing a music meme :D Stolen, of course. [I took out all my Japanese songs, just to make it easier \:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Post the first line from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Strike through the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: For those who are guessing - looking the lyrics up on a search engine is CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: If you like the game post your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Her green plastic watering can.&lt;br /&gt;2.Chu Chu Lovely Muni Muni Mura Mura Purin Boron Nururureroero.&lt;br /&gt;3.Looking back at the beginning of this, and how life was.&lt;br /&gt;4.Step back gonna come at ya fast.&lt;br /&gt;5.Take, take your time.&lt;br /&gt;6.I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard.&lt;br /&gt;7.Hey don't write yourself off yet.&lt;br /&gt;8.And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time.&lt;br /&gt;9.If you be my star, I'll be your sky.&lt;br /&gt;10.You, you got me, thinking it'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;11.I said the joker is a wanted man.&lt;br /&gt;12.I sit and think about the day that you're gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;13.I'm lying here on the floor, where you left me.&lt;br /&gt;14.Would it kill you to breathe?&lt;br /&gt;15.From the moment the lights went off.&lt;br /&gt;16.I did my best to notice.&lt;br /&gt;17.Come to decide that the things that I tried&lt;br /&gt;18.A cloud hangs over this city by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;19.They're gonna clean up your looks.&lt;br /&gt;20.I never knew perfection 'till I heard you speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the answers when...I feel like it. How specific. Answer via...hn...the tagbox, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-7382433964839243100?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/7382433964839243100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=7382433964839243100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7382433964839243100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/7382433964839243100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/04/music.html' title='Music?'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-4017518345273801697</id><published>2009-04-30T13:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:37:13.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahahaha.</title><content type='html'>Oh, so we had SAs today. I didn't study. Whatever D&lt; Sinead was sick D: Hope she gets well soon. Anyway, after the SAs, Kai Yan, Nadia, Louise, Ka Ying, Shermine, Joelle Chong, Yee Ting, Michelle Lee and myself went to the bustop. 190 came, but it was too full, so only Nadia and Kai Yan could get on. The rest of us walked. When we reached the intersection, Shermine (heading to Orchard MRT) went the other way [don't ask me] because she is a LONE WOLF [haha I am so totally cool, yo] :D And then there were 6. Louise and Ka Ying headed off to Newton MRT station. 4 left. Michelle and I went to extend the usage of our ez-link card, whilst Joelle and Yee Ting upped and left us xD. 2 down. Michelle went home. I think I was the last to reach home out of everybody.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'll continue with my Naruto Shippuden Movie 2: Bonds post :D&lt;br /&gt;Where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;-Sakura goes for help.&lt;br /&gt;-Ruins fly high in the sky~!&lt;br /&gt;-IN A TOTALLY SURPRISNG PLOT TWIST, Pedoctor "comes back to life" using his awesome molestat-I mean medical skills. And it turns out he is the EVIL MASTERMIND ALLAKAZOMG!&lt;br /&gt;-Cue mindrape of naive little girl.&lt;br /&gt;-OLD MAN GOES SUPER SAIYAN &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;-He gets rasenganed in the face, but then....! HIS MUSCLES ALL WOBBLE. GROSS. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.&lt;br /&gt;-Ridiculous hair!  How I love thee.&lt;br /&gt;-Pedoctor and Amaru have a Uchiha scene: "Don't forget that hatred, never forgive me!"&lt;br /&gt;-Obligatory semi-inspirational maybe-speech from a beaten-up Naruto ensues. I was wondering when it was going to appear.&lt;br /&gt;-Sasuke arrives. He has man-boobs. Very un-glam, Sasuke.&lt;br /&gt;-Old man drops through the ground, laughing manically. No one cares.&lt;br /&gt;-Tentacle monster makes a reappearence and swallows the old man in white goop. Freud was right.&lt;br /&gt;-Over 9000!Groping hands emerge from white "goop".&lt;br /&gt;-Hey, where on Earth is Sakura during all this?&lt;br /&gt;-Freefall.&lt;br /&gt;-THE END :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-4017518345273801697?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/4017518345273801697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=4017518345273801697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/4017518345273801697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/4017518345273801697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahahaha.html' title='Ahahaha.'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-6065038695083100977</id><published>2009-04-26T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:04:27.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Socially Inept</title><content type='html'>I know that it is socially inept and lame to post twice in one day [at least in my book], but here it is, the obligatory I-changed-my-blogskin-whoop-de-whoo post. Yeah. I changed it. And I will change it everytime I leave for long absences and come back. Anyway, this isn't a real nor proper post, so please read the one below - or is it above? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-6065038695083100977?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/6065038695083100977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=6065038695083100977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6065038695083100977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/6065038695083100977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/04/socially-inept.html' title='Socially Inept'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2873255395387369979</id><published>2009-04-26T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:52:42.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh, sorry?</title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO I HAVEN'T POSTED FOR A DAMN LONG TIME BUT DON'T WORRY JACLYN SLAPPED ME MANY TIMES (so please don't hurt me anymore ;_;). Anyway, yeah, I'm back! I stopped posting mainly because I was marathoning through Kuroshitsuji and Katekyou Hitman Reborn, ayups. At least, that's the excuse I'm giving. Anyway, to the point! On Friday [JG Finals!] after the competition [Zi En got 10th best speaker :D], Yi Xuan and I had to walk through Nanyang Girls High in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;. And apparantely they can't afford enough lights because seriously, we were in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dark. &lt;/span&gt;And damn if it wasn't creepy. Turns out though, we went the long, unlit, incorrect way D&lt; Our fault.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon also called me during the competition to invite me to the SOTA open house :D I would've gone, if I weren't so lazy. I doubt my dad would've let me go anyway. Oh, yeah, it also turns out that the NYGH openhouse and the RGS/RI openhouse are on the same day, so no, I can't visit NYGH. That sucks. Yi Xuan and I missed around 1/2 hour of Debate to rush down to NYGH to meet up with out friends and "reh-me-nice" (says Yi Xuan). I saw Jia Wen's/Jaclyn's classmates [and them, of course]. 'ccording to them, the latest issue of Spiral has a OMGWTFPEDOALERT!Cover. And actually, I agree :D.&lt;br /&gt;Right now [okay, not right now] 'm watching Naruto Shippuden Movie 2: Bonds [subbed, not dubbed, of course]. And I swear the movie's sole intent is to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;screw me over&lt;/span&gt; [figuratively, Jaclyn] and hell if it didn't. Yeah, so in this movie, they're fighting against some mysterious, never-heard-of-before sky ninjas. Uh huh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spoilers below&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slight profanity below, also. Byakuya is a pansy, also. Slight rape-age of the English language below, also. Semi-obscure game references below, also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this movie, and yet I love it:&lt;br /&gt;-Sasuke chidoris [electrocutes!] a lake, with him STANDING UNDER THE WATERFALL   WHICH IS IT'S SOURCE, and magically is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shocked to death.&lt;br /&gt;-Orochimaru actually manages to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; look like a pedophile for 3 seconds, and instead looks like an average, maybe-passable-as-a-woman, drag queen. Ayup.&lt;br /&gt;-Naruto gets bitten by a poisonous pirahna, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;-And pedophile love. Seriously. Right, so there's this sappy scene [with music!] in which naive little girl stares longingly and blushes at her at-least-40-year-old teacher. Who stares longingly back. After which, she acknowledges that she loves him. Yes, very subtle indeed.&lt;br /&gt;-Old pedophile doctor dies a dramatic death getting stabbed in countless places by strage, unexplainable bows [firing kunai, of course] protecting naive little girl. During his death scene, Sakura winces painfully for no apparent reason and Hinata shakes her head in an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inappropriately amusing&lt;/span&gt; way. I laughed. Out loud.&lt;br /&gt;-During a flashback, it turns out that pedoctor [haha pedo + doctor! I am so incredibly hilarious] saved her life once before by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucking poison out of her...chest. Yes. Let's call it that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sai actually is kind of badass in the movie :D Yes, this is the only good point.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NARUTO GETS ATTACKED [read: raped] BY A FUCKING TENTACLE MONSTER. WHAT THE HELL.&lt;/span&gt; Tentacle monster is, of course, accompanied by a long tongue and appropriate-yet-disturbing squelching noises. At the same time, Tentacle monster also mindrapes him. Can't get any more disturbing than this.&lt;br /&gt;-Oh, wait, now there's an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;appendage&lt;/span&gt; coming out of 4tail!Naruto's stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this movie has more kink and surprise than any anime movie I have ever watched. Ever. And I'm only 44 minutes in. Yes, I am going to watch the entire movie. I hate this blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-2873255395387369979?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2873255395387369979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2873255395387369979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2873255395387369979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2873255395387369979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/04/eh-sorry.html' title='Eh, sorry?'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-8705572960862162767</id><published>2009-02-02T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:32:15.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, here's what happened today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I brought a jacket to school for NO REASON WHATSOEVER O:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got booked during assembly for my fringe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed Math because I was taking care of a sick Shermine :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I rushed my Chinese homework DURING Chinese.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought hair clips to clip my hair back. [I looked like a retard, don't ask.]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I rushed home and cancelled my Chinese tuiton for today and my Piano lesson on Wednesday! (I am irresponsible.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started hairspraying and pinning my fringe in place so I wouldn't get booked again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha that's over. Today was really eventful ._. And now, my long overdue post of CNY at RGPS :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You should know, that RGS has to be the strictest school ever. [I mean, they book you for everything!] Also, on CNY, we had a &lt;em&gt;full day &lt;/em&gt;of school D: NYGH ended at 11am, NUSH had a half day and wore home clothes and MGS &lt;strong&gt;didn't have school at all&lt;/strong&gt;. Wtf. Ergo, when school ended (1pm), Sinead and I rushed to the bus stop. No one was around and I was convinced I knew how to get back to school, so she just followed me. We got off at the stop after HCI. And walked, all the way to school. It took 15 minutes. I felt so sorry for Sinead D: Once we reached there, egad, Jia Wen and Jaclyn were just walking onto the court O: We interrupted some girl's basketball game xD Then they started hitting me with their Chinese (Literally). TBC because I am going to practice drawing some chibi KuroFay for JW/A.V.C'S Birthday. NYGH pwns you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-8705572960862162767?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/8705572960862162767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=8705572960862162767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8705572960862162767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/8705572960862162767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/02/firstly-heres-what-happened-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1983020198738078545</id><published>2009-02-01T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:37:48.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Holy crap, it's been long, hasn't it? I swear I won't leave this blog bleeding to death. AND I WILL link all you guys who tagged me :O I'll be updating both here and my LJ now, because LJ is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so accomplished! I got into InfoComm Club and Debate, so I'm taking both as a Merit* and a 2nd CCA respectively. After all, being ranked 7th and 9th for Band and Chinese Orchestra respectively doesn't give me a very high chance. And I definitely do not want to go for GB, even though I got in. Anyway, lots of people are stressing over their decisions. And I am not! I feel so free!&lt;br /&gt;(Class) Chairman wants me to make her a blogskin. I wonder what I should make? Oh, yeah, now I can call (CoPs) Chairman "Chairman" without her whacking me or ignoring me because she &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; Chairman of her class :D&lt;br /&gt;You will never guess what song I am listening to. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1983020198738078545?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1983020198738078545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1983020198738078545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1983020198738078545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1983020198738078545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-bitches.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-2009199407289986422</id><published>2009-01-12T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:44:47.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEME HAHA</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha it be late but I shall post anyway 8D This blog is not dead (obviously). 109 Is funky, except that EVERYONE wants to be Class-Chairman. That is so not awesome :( NOW HERE IS A CHARACTER MEME (Not for conservatives. Contains slash themes and the like ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Roy Mustang! (FMA)&lt;br /&gt;2. Edward Elric (FMA)&lt;br /&gt;3. Phoenix Wright (Phoenix Wright)&lt;br /&gt;4. Miles Edgeworth (Phoenix Wright)&lt;br /&gt;5. Edward Cullen (Twilight)&lt;br /&gt;6. Hatake Kakashi (Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;7. Uchiha Sasugay (Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;8. Abarai Renji (Bleach)&lt;br /&gt;9. Yagami Raito (Death Note)&lt;br /&gt;10. L Lawliet (Death Note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. Divide the list up by even and odd. Which group of five would make a better Five Man Band (like a Power Rangers team)? Who would you slot in each position: Leader, Lancer (second-in-command), Big Guy, Smart Guy, The Chick? If you think the team would be improved by swapping one character between the even and odd groups, which ones would you switch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Odd=&lt;br /&gt;Roy, Phoenix, Edward Cullen, Sasugay, Raito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader: Roy!&lt;br /&gt;Lancer: Sasugay~&lt;br /&gt;Big Guy: Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;Smart Guy: Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;Chick: Raito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy is just a born leader 8) And seme. Yeah, totally. Sasugay is Lancer because he's too PMS-y to be anything else. Phoenix is a tank because he will pwn you by pointing his finger at you and saying OBJECTION! Edward Cullen is the smart guy because he does the smart thing and sparkles. Wait, WTF? Raito is a chick because he is so pregnant. You know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Even=&lt;br /&gt;Edward Elric, Miles, Kakashi, Renji, L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this is weird. A shinigami, an alchemist, a lawyer, a ninja and a detective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader: Kakashi&lt;br /&gt;Lancer: Edward Elric&lt;br /&gt;Big Guy: Renji&lt;br /&gt;Smart Guy:&lt;br /&gt;Chick: Miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi is leader, because he wears a mask. Yeah. Edward Elric is lancer because he's not man enough to be a leader! Haha, shrimp. Renji is the Big Guy because he is funky and has an awesome ponytail. L is the smart-guy because he is really smart. Yeah. Miles is the chick, because what else could he be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Evens would so win. I can't decide who's more uke-full though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gender-swap 2, 8 &amp;amp; 10. Which character would have the most change in their story arc? Which the least? Would any of these characters have to have a complete personality change to be believable as the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender swap Edward Elric, Renji, and L.&lt;br /&gt;PONYTAILS ON GUYS ARE SO AWESOME D: Gender swapping is so sad. Edward would be the most affected, because Roy would so want her. Not that he doesn't already, he just doesn't know it yet. L would change the least, because no one knew who he was in the first place ._. And Renji would need the most change because he's way to seme-ish. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Compare the matchups of 1 &amp;amp; 8 and 5 &amp;amp; 9. (Ignore canon sexual preferences for the moment.) Which couple would be more compatible? Which couple would be more plausible to people from either principal's home culture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy x Renji and Edward Cullen x Raito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I guess the R's? It's one pairing of semes and one pairing of ukes D: 2 Semes &gt; 2 Ukes because then at least there'd be surprise b______. With ukes, nothing (re)productive would happen. You know it to be true. I guess the R-pairing would be better, mostly because Bella would kill Raito. Or they'd at least have a pregnant, PMS-y bitchfight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your team is 3, 4 &amp;amp; 9. The mission consists of a social challenge, a mental challenge and a physical challenge. Which team member do you assign to each task?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix, Miles and Raito.&lt;br /&gt;Raito would get the mental challenge, because he is such a perfectionist. Actually, he could do all 3, because Phoenix and Miles would just be off doing...other...stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 7 becomes 1's boss for a week in some plausible fashion. How's their working relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasugay becomes Roy's boss!? Wtf!? No way! Roy would totally scheme to take control while Sasgay emos in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 2 finds him/her/itself inserted into 6's continuity. As far as anyone other than 2 or 6 is concerned, they've always been there. What role would 2 be presumed to have had in 6's story, and could they fit in without going wonky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Elric in Kakashi's community? Edward would be an awesome ninja! Alchemists and Ninjas are really alike, I just don't know why yet. Edward would probably be a fellow Jounin or ANBU or something. He'd totally blend in 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 3 and 5 get three wishes. The catch is that they have to agree on all three wishes before they get the benefits of any of them. What three wishes would they make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix and Edward Cullen get the wishes. Everything is so tough with Cullen around, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;They'd probably wish for...for...for...I have no idea. Cullen is phail D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 1 and 2 are brainwashed by a one-time artifact that works even on people immune to mind control to attack and kill 4. They keep their normal personality, skills and competence level, except any Code vs. Killing has been turned off. Can 4 survive? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy and Edward are brainwashed!? To kill MILES EDGEWORTH!?  Well, OF COURSE HE CAN SURVIVE! I mean, he's SUPER-LAWYER and made of RUFFLES and PINK and WIN! But Edward and Roy would still kick ass on any other person anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 6, 7, 9 &amp;amp; 10 must help an orphanage full of small and depressed children have a merry Christmas. Who does what, knowing that at the very least the kids will be expecting a visit from Santa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi, Sasgay, Raito and L?&lt;br /&gt;A criminal, a detective and 2 ninjas. What!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L can be santa! Because he's look awesome in a santa suit. Raito can...act motherly. Yep. Sasgay can entertain then with his chicken butt hair and Kakashi...can be polluting their innocent minds. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 3 and 8 are challenged to circumnavigate the Earth in eighty days or less, using only forms of transportation invented before 1900. Can they do it, or will they be fatally distracted by sidequests or their own personality conflicts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix and Renji, eh? They'd probably would. I mean, Renji is bad-ass and Phoenix is...motivational!(?) They'd probably travel in a hot air balloon or something...but then again, Phoenix is deathly afraid of heights -.- What a wimp D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-2009199407289986422?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/2009199407289986422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=2009199407289986422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2009199407289986422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/2009199407289986422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/01/meme-haha.html' title='MEME HAHA'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-219141578595084541</id><published>2009-01-04T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:49:21.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exactly &lt;/span&gt;what I thought "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix" would be about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0noMxjEbR8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0noMxjEbR8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't you? No? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 98, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~§ÚÐÐŸ~&lt;/span&gt; Never go:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;COS I WANTED TO THE  MESSENGER NAMES.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 98, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~§ÚÐÐŸ~&lt;/span&gt; Never go:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;THEY ARE  COOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Trust | A statem:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); font-family: 'Gisha';"&gt;=.=&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 98, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~§ÚÐÐŸ~&lt;/span&gt; Never go:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;BUT FOR  ADULTS&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 98, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~§ÚÐÐŸ~&lt;/span&gt; Never go:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;THE NAMES VERY x  RATED.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I see, so you want X-Rated adult names huh, Sudesna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 98, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~§ÚÐÐŸ~&lt;/span&gt; Never go:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;you know,i heard that  underage sex was illegal.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Wow, really? [/sarcasm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 98, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~§ÚÐÐŸ~&lt;/span&gt;111.:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;IDIOT. WHO TALKS TO  SMELLY OBJECTS.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Trust | A statem:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); font-family: 'Gisha';"&gt;Like you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;...Sudesna, are you saying you're a smelly object!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 98, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~§ÚÐÐŸ~&lt;/span&gt;111.:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;OMG I LOVE MY SON  BETTER&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Of course you do. Wait, you have a son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Trust | A statem:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'Calibri';"&gt;REMEMBER, "PLEASURES OF THE  NIGHTIME".&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;- jaclyn;:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;I NEED MOREEEE&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;More? I see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(156, 0, 156);"&gt;huishyuan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td&gt;hi Sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;just uploaded some recent naked pics to my profile here...  come check me out before its too late! hihihi &lt;img alt=";-)" src="./Images/MsgPlus_Img0927.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt=":)" src="./Images/MsgPlus_Img0663.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt=";-)" src="./Images/MsgPlus_Img0927.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theblogboards.com/profiles.php"&gt;http://www.theblogboards.com/profiles.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;WTF. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I am posting these random quotes because I have nothing else to post about D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-219141578595084541?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/219141578595084541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=219141578595084541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/219141578595084541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/219141578595084541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-almost-exactly-what-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704842998263422703.post-1488556925277195688</id><published>2009-01-02T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:03:56.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cops!</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I've changed my blogskin to a really plain one because my previous blogskin layout had pictures which were taken down from their image host (and which I stupidly forgot to host myself). Thus, this current one, is an edited version of &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=238951&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, because I didn't like that colour theme. I've since hosted the recoloured images onto my own server! =hoorah!= So, first day of school today. Class 109, house Hadley if I'm not wrong. It's the same class as Sinead, which is great. Ass.VC's Christmas card FINALLY arrived, 6 days after Christmas. Reason being, she put down some non-existant postal code from nowhere. Anyway, the new CoPs hierarchy!&lt;br /&gt;Chairman - Sabrina [No matter how much she denies it.]&lt;br /&gt;Vice-Chairman - Me [=selfdefeat=]&lt;br /&gt;Assistant Vice-Chairman - Jaclyn [She's been promoted!]&lt;br /&gt;4th - Sinead&lt;br /&gt;5th - Sudesna&lt;br /&gt;6th- Jia Wen [FINALLY coming out of the closet.]&lt;br /&gt;We are inter-class, inter-racial AND inter-school! Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;Finally here's a quote:&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn: Hey, what do you think will happen if  2 semes are together, other than the major scuffle for dominance?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ......&lt;br /&gt;Me: HORNINESS.&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn: SURE IT'S TRUE, BUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN AFTER THAT?&lt;br /&gt;Always one for the details, huh Jaclyn?&lt;br /&gt;Finally, remember: Fuck is just a word!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704842998263422703-1488556925277195688?l=my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/feeds/1488556925277195688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704842998263422703&amp;postID=1488556925277195688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1488556925277195688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704842998263422703/posts/default/1488556925277195688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-laser-printer-is-set-to-stun.blogspot.com/2009/01/cops.html' title='cops!'/><author><name>Tamisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12951870892811100610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rdAz-Ju6JnA/SM9u26ZkROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WfEaQAqFdUQ/S220/Japanophile_by_thehypnoticllama.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
