<?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-2461524406282771275</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:05:32.937-07:00</updated><category term='My butt itchy.'/><title type='text'>!MIDZI</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-3769712607031072572</id><published>2009-11-23T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:00:44.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy belated birthday to Tricia!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tricia, you are now 5 years old, i am so proud of you. &gt;': You are probably the nicest person i've met since coming to TP (sorry Shermaine, Larry, you guys are bitches AHAHAH). You're selfless (something i'm not), humble, open-minded, caring and you've got a really high tolerance level (anyone hoping to be my friend needs the last attribute as a pre-requisite). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though i may tease you ALL the time, i truly do care for you and i hope nothing but the best for you. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-3769712607031072572?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3769712607031072572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=3769712607031072572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3769712607031072572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3769712607031072572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-belated-birthday-to-tricia-you.html' title=''/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7479224268467559193</id><published>2009-11-16T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:52:57.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.52am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm pretty sure no one checks this page anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been reading my archives. Sya's read my archives recently too. She felt i was happier then. Fuck, have you ever gotten the feeling where you just feel that the things you do and say don't mean anything to anyone anymore? I just want things to be as they were like, whenever in the past. EXCEPT SEC 2 LOL i was a mess back then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apart from the constant feelings of 'why-the-fuck-do-i-talk-so-much-when-nothing-i-say-matters', life's been pretty good. Lost quite a bit of weight. I'm like, 69kg now. I was 76kg the last time i blogged. I've gotten to know myself much more in the time i've been gone. Honestly, i'm just a bit disappointed that i've turned out to be a really boring person. Sure, i talk alot. Sure, some people find the things i say to be amusing, but that's it y'know. When i'm dead, i'm just gonna be known as the 'vaguely amusing gay boy'. Yeah, i'm openly gay now. Am i gonna tell my parents? Sure. But not now. Not just yet. I'll probably be kicked out and disowned (LOL). But hey, i've already made plans to live with Sya. So i'm pretty sure everything's gonna be ok in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've made new friends. I've lost some. Ok, not 'lost' per se, but i haven't spoken to a bajillion people in a long time. School's ok. Nothing much. I'm glad i find it a bit easier to speak to my classmates now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, i've changed alot. Not entirely for the better. I'm just glad i still believe that there's some good in everyone (NOT HISYAM, HE'S THE ANTI-CHRIST. Ok i kid) and that everything's going to be fine in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7479224268467559193?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7479224268467559193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7479224268467559193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7479224268467559193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7479224268467559193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/252am.html' title='2.52am'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2727171268842598667</id><published>2009-08-29T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T05:17:27.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8.17pm</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a feeling that that 'HI' will be like, the last one. I'm sick and tired of blogging. Cause each time I sit down and type out whatever's been going on with me, I suddenly feel like my life's too boring to be blogged about. It's not that I'm too busy or whatever. I'm so free right now, I think I have time to solve 8375 jigsaw puzzles. So, goodbye and thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TTYN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2727171268842598667?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2727171268842598667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2727171268842598667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2727171268842598667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2727171268842598667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/817pm.html' title='8.17pm'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8462291502332715819</id><published>2009-08-21T05:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T05:44:44.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8.42pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FIRST EXAM PAPER TODAY! Oh and tomorrow's the first day of fasting. WOOHOO. Ok, woke up pretty early (@ 9. I usually wake up at 2+) and then went to school. Skipped prayers. Oops. LOL. Took the bus to school and saw Jeramy! His first paper was today so we went to the library to study together! YAY. I miss him LOL he's kind of, uh, weird. SOOOOOO, we studied. For about 2+ hours. I had like, 13 chapters to memorize. FUCK. Decided to totally ignore 2 chapters LOL. Audio Programming is so stupid. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jeramy's paper was at 2, so we went off at 1.45 and he went to take his paper and I, to the 7th floor labs. Nic and Ziyi (ZIYI IS ACTUALLY A FUCKING CYBORG.) were there, supposedly. Went to the 7th floor and this cleaner lady started speaking to me in Mandarin. I don't know how many times I've complained about people speaking to me in Mandarin but I know the number's quite high. Apparently, she wanted me to use my matric card to open the door to one of the labs cause she needed to clean it. DO NOT FRET WONDERFUL CLEANING LADY, FOR THE HUMAN CHEEZBURGER IS HERE!!!! Continued revising in the labs. Then Shermaine came. So we went down to the 4th floor to take the exam. Zhengyu brought his umbrella since it was raining and my RE5. But he didn't bring his pencil case. Wtf? We're supposed to be having our exams and he didn't bring anything. Such a freak. The paper, whoa. Tough. I lost like, 15 marks. LOL. But not as bad compared to some of the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know why but I was really retarded after the paper. Wtf @ myself, seriously. I should be locked up. But going home was like, really fun! The people wanted to head over to TMall for I-don't-know-what. So we took bus 8! JERAMY TOOK THE SAME BUS AHHAHA STALKER-ISH MUCH? LOL Made racist jokes with Shermaine and Ming Liang in the bus. I really AM going to hell. I shall see you there then. Yes, YOU. Then when we reached the bus stop near Ngee Ann sec, this primary school kid walked into the bus and he smiled at me so I smiled back. Weird. Then he sat 2 seats to my left. Jeramy was to my right. Shermaine and Ming Liang were across me. LOL then Shermaine took a pic of me leaning towards the boy with my mouth totally open. Fucking retarded, I swear. Went off at the next stop and walked home. Saw Ama LOL I miss her alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH YES, went to TMart to study yesterday, with Farie. I miss Farie ALOT. Ate fast food for the first time in like, 90138 years. Rhel joined us. AND I SPILLED COKE ALL OVER HIS BAG AND PORTFOLIO. FUCK OMG I'M SORRY. I'm just glad I only ruined one page of his portfolio and it was, to him, a useless page. Thank god. And you don't have to pay me the $52 LOL. I'm sorry! Walked to the bus stop @ TPJC with them both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, every year, during Ramadhan, my dad has the tv thing removed so we can't watch tv. Don't ask me why please. LOL. I'm just glad I have the internet. iie lurbbezxczxc y0u iinternetzxczxc!!~ [[x (L). I'm gonna try to only have water for breakfast for this whole fasting month. Wish me luck please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TTYL then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8462291502332715819?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8462291502332715819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8462291502332715819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8462291502332715819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8462291502332715819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/842pm.html' title='8.42pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-4846373358443322001</id><published>2009-08-17T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:46:28.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3.44pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'M SO HAPPY OMG. I'M DONE WITH 3 MODULES!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!! Ok, I'm a bit bummed out cause I know for sure that I'll fail PRSP. The test was whacked. I could only answer one question. The weird part is, I CHEATED. I've never UNSUCCESSFULLY cheated before. LOL. So fucking hard. But whatever. I DON'T CARE ABOUT PRSP FOR I, MUHAMMAD TIRMIDZI BIN ZULKIFLI (no, this is not the name of some hat-making factory), HAS FINISHED 3 FUCKING MODULES. VisLit's final assignment was HELL. Spent 1 day drawing out 10 boxes and outlining them. Then spent the next drawing and outlining 2 boxes and then colouring them all in. My hand won't stop cramping omg. If I see another colour pencil, I'll puke. Then spent an hour on my visual journal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to school today and headed over to the bookshop to get me an A3 folder. Expensive omg. But it's ok! I've gotten my allowance + Hari Raya money for clothes! Can't wait for the fasting month. I had better lose weight or I'm gonna be pissed. Ok, so, went to class and it was like, chaos LOL PAPER EVERYWHERE. Chen Yong was colouring for his life. People were printing like MAD. AND EVERYONE, I'M SORRY FOR CAUSING THE PRINTER TO PRINT OUT BILLIONS OF WEEKLY DOCUMENTATION WORKSHEETS AND ULTIMATELY, USING UP ALL OF THE PAPER!!! I really am sorry! Went up to Daren to pass up my work and omg, he says I'm gonna pass. I just hope he's right LOL I CAN'T AFFORD TO FAIL VISLIT. I'm already gonna fail PRSP. I'd like to keep my failures to a bare minimum tyvm. Went to design school after that for breakfast cum lunch. We spent quite alot of time just sitting there, talking about people AHAHAHAH. AND SHERMAINE, PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF AND YOUR BABY. Kala Jr. AHAHAHAH. And oh yeah, Shermaine got herself a tattoo! I want to hit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Zhengyu doesn't think the HT order got processed. We're gonna e-mail them. HT sells lots of awesome stuff you can't get in Singapore, but it's such a hassle to order from them. Pffttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SokKtxNTT7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/V6zelm97Hsc/s1600-h/breathe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SokKtxNTT7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/V6zelm97Hsc/s320/breathe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370835812035547058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND EVERYONE, BREATHE CAROLINA'S NEW ALBUM IS OUT. OMFG IT'S AWESOME. I CAN SERIOUSLY CRY RIGHT NOW. Told Ranjeet about them releasing all the new songs on their Myspace before the CD actually comes out in stores and SHE WENT BALLISTIC. LOL MASS DOWNLOADING FTW!! 'The Dressing Room' is currently my FAVOURITE song. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since I'm left with just INCG and CMath, I think I'll take a break for now LOL. INCG exam on Friday. Urgh, essay papers disgust me and my cramping hand. CMath paper on Monday. I think it's gonna be easy. (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TTYL then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2461524406282771275-4846373358443322001?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4846373358443322001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=4846373358443322001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4846373358443322001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4846373358443322001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/344pm.html' title='3.44pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SokKtxNTT7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/V6zelm97Hsc/s72-c/breathe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1751680312697299181</id><published>2009-08-13T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:27:38.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.27pm.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM CURRENTLY IN THE SCHOOL LIBRARY AND IFAH IS BESIDE ME, STUDYING. Wasn't feeling all that confident about today's lab test when the day began, but Kathleen just told me that the lab test's gonna be easier than the assignment, so I don't think I'll have any trouble with it. Of course, I'll still be cheating. (Y) I like thumbdrives. Ifah's worried I'll get caught. Awwww. AHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO WISH ME LUCK AND I'LL TTYL THEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1751680312697299181?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1751680312697299181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1751680312697299181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1751680312697299181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1751680312697299181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/127pm.html' title='1.27pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5070104750674067837</id><published>2009-08-13T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:42:04.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.41am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK, SCHOOL IS FUCKED UP. Guess I'll start from the starting of this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tuesday, INCG presentation. My presentation was fine I guess!! Talked alot LOL. Everyone else's presentation sucked. AHAHAHHAA ok kidding omg. Zhengyu didn't come. Wanted to call HT, but it's ok cause we called them the next day! Ok, so, Tuesday was fine. Went to TMall after INCG to get my formal wear. Fuck, my butt looked HUGE in them formal pants. Unlike Danny, I wasn't made to wear formal clothes. OK, WEDNESDAY, I think CMath has GOT to be the easiest subject to pass. Imo, of course. Then we called HT. Borrowed Shermaine's voice AHAHAHAH. Ok nvm. SO THEY'RE GONNA SHIP THE STUFF SOON. FUCKING EXCITED. Can't wait for my clear lenses (turquoise OMG. No, not contact lenses) and my Charlie The Unicorn stuff. And thanks alot Zhengyu, for helping me order. You may be really really weird, but you're real nice. (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah, wore my SIZE M, yes, SIZE M polo tee on Wednesday. Felt weird. I swear, EVERYONE was staring at my bulging fats. LOL. Went to Design school for lunch. The people there are EXPERTS at staring, I swear. First they'd be looking at my body, then they'll look at my face. Then I'd be giving them my 'Eh cb, what you want' face. AND THANK YOU SHERMAINE, FOR PAYING FOR MY LUNCH. I'm really grateful. euu sh00 niicezxczxc w0rhzxczxc!!~ [[x But honestly, you're really nice. I think I'd cry if you weren't in my class LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Half the class were gonna present their WDS projects after lunch. So that explains why Larry wore formal clothes today. :) KATHLEEN, I DON'T CONSIDER YOUR OUTFIT TO BE FORMAL AHAHAHAHA. Who in the world wears a blazer with running shoes. -_- Zi Yi's project was, FUCKING GODLIKE. The rest of us look like sad sods next to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, so, yesterday was my turn to present, so I came to school in my formal clothes. Used Chinaman's formal shoes. They were clean when I left the house. NOW THEY'RE FILLED WITH MY BLOOD. Those shoes can now be classified under 'weapons of torture'. I can't feel my toes omg. Went to school for CMSK. But we didn't do anything. Waste my time. Pffttt. Spent the two hours worrying about PRSP with Zhengyu. But honestly, I don't mind failing PRSP and retaking it in the Oct semester. I'd have a second chance to pay attention from the starting. But whatever LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met Ifah for breakfast @ ITAS. I don't know why, but everyone's suddenly so nice to me, buying food for me. Ifah bought a plate of nasi padang and had me share it with her. (L) And she couldn't decide on one drink, so she asked me to get 3 different cups of drinks. Lemon tea, lime juice and bandung (BANDUNG WIN) and she couldn't finish ANY of them. So I had half a plate of rice + 3 cups of different beverages. The lime juice seriously tasted like soap. LOL. Then Ifah had to go for class, and I still had time to kill, so I joined Khai and his two friends (who are really nice.) over at their table. Khai's still a bitch LOL HE MADE FUN OF EVERYONE, INCLUDING THE CLEANING AUNTY. AHAHAHHAHAAHHAHA. We talked and all. It was nice talking to Malay-speaking people for a change. Oh, I'm the only person in class who can speak Malay (ok, not counting Sophia and Wen Fu LOL). So I get lonely sometimes. It was really easy speaking to Khai's friends even though I've never spoken to them before LOL. Just like with Shaf. Omg Shaf. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, so, went up to class after that. Zhengyu bought Pringles. Addictive stuff. LOL. AND I HAD TO MAKE MY PRESENTATION WITH A FULL BLADDER. IFAH'S FAULT (it's ok, I still (L) you AHAHAH). I was insanely tired. My presentation sucked. I didn't talk much. All I did was stand there + click the mouse 5000 times. Jean took 10 marks from me cause I told her I didn't go through the microsite practical LOL. Whatever omg. But I honestly think mine's better then Nic's. Sorry Nic. :( Took pictures after that. WENT HOME. My feet died on me halfway walking home, so I had to drag myself up the stairs. HAH. I think throughout the day, people were staring at my ass. I am now convinced that my ass needs an I.C of it's own. AHAHAH. Then it's race would be like 'Analese' or something. It's ok if you don't get it. It's 12.36am and I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, PRSP lab test today + due date for assignment 2. I have NO idea how to do Qn4 of assignment 2 and I'm totally not prepared for the lab test. But then again, I don't mind failing and retaking PRSP. AND I CONVINCED CELIA TO APPLY FOR THE OCT INTAKE @ TP!!!!! Wanted her to apply for my course, but they didn't offer it. So she ended up choosing Information Technology. I hope you get in!!! Then we'd be seeing each other at school pretty often! (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was watching MTV just now because I was bored. Then David Guetta's song, 'When Love Takes Over Ft. Kelly Rowland' was being played. Imo, it was fucking good. It was like Coldplay's 'Clocks' mixed with Owl City playbacks + sassy female vocals. Love it. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, it's 12.40. I've got a huge lab test today. I'm going to failllllllllllllllllllllll. Wish me luck though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TTYL then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5070104750674067837?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5070104750674067837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5070104750674067837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5070104750674067837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5070104750674067837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/1241am.html' title='12.41am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6032295913991681148</id><published>2009-08-10T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T04:57:08.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3.57pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, so, I haven't been blogging much. This blog is dying, slowly but surely. Whatever. LOL I NEED TO START MAKING THE NEW SKIN FOR THIS BLOG. I think I want it in dazzlingly brightass colours. Wooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, went out with Ranjeet and Siti Syafiqah Binte Abdul Rashid on Saturday for UP (3D OMG 3D OMG 3D OMG). Met Ranjeet (your hair isn't that bad!!) @ the interchange and then we headed over to TMall. Ranjeet's Livid Thorn tee looked really nice omg pink!! She says she might not want it anymore so I'm gonna try to persuade her to give it to me LOL. Met Syafiqah @ GV and then we went to the ATM-ish ticket dispenser or whatever since we booked the tickets using Ranjeet's mom's (her mom's so nice omg.) credit card! Since Ranjeet paid for my ticket ($13, 3D, so it's worth it LOL), I paid for our snacks! $10 omg. And we weren't even gonna watch G.I Joe, so I have no idea why I bought the G.I Joe popcorn thingy. $3 extra, for a small packet of G.I Joe plasters. PTUI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The movie was AWESOME OMG. Ok, imo, it wasn't as funny as Monsters Vs. Aliens (IN 3D TOO. I FUCKING LOVE 3D MOVIES OMG) BUT, the storyline, omg. :'( I think I love 3D movies as much as pasar malams, and that's saying ALOT. Went to Popular afterwards since the girls both had Popular vouchers LOL. Ranjeet spent part of her voucher thing to get me a stack of post-its!! THANK YOU! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had planned to head on over to the airport to 'study' or whatever since I miss the airport. But we had a change of heart (My bad, oops) and went to Pasir Ris e-hub instead. Mac'd. I really like the double wasabi filet-o-fish omg. Then we talked. Syafiqah didn't study. She drew on her book thingy. And before Saturday, I didn't know that Syafiqah was just a sec 1 kid. AHAHA I've been hanging around young people. I need more friends my own age omg. Ranjeet 'studied'. I took out my CMath lecture notes and talked. Didn't do much LOL. BORING AS FUCK OMG maybe it's cause Syafiqah's not used to my presence or whatever. She's really shy. I KNOW I'M OLD AND AWESOME, YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE SHY. Expected LOTS of minahs and mats at e-hub but there weren't many. :'/ Took bus 17 home! Got off at ESSO and walked back home. And that walk back home totally reminded me of Nad and Bal and the awesome walks he used to have everyday after school. I still remember the last time the three of us walked back home together!! I was fake-crying and stuff LOL don't ask. Heart wrenching omg. Got home and then webcammed with Sya. Showed her my hair and she didn't think it was horrible. Thanks LOL (L).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was mad dull. National Day used to be such a big hype with me, but I find it so pointless now. I don't know why. I like Singapore and all, but nothing good and exciting ever happens around these parts. Uncle Wak (My paternal uncle) came over for a visit yesterday. Haven't seen him in like, 9 years. LOL. Yes, we call our paternal uncle 'Uncle Wak' and we're aware that Wak = Uncle. So it's like, 'Uncle Uncle' or 'Wak Wak'. LOL. I don't know where the nickname came from. He used to be really tall and all. But I'm taller then him now. HAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No school today. Yay. I've got less then a week to complete my final storyboarding assignment. FUCK. Shermaine's already done with hers. Urgh. And I HAVE to go to TMall tomorrow to get my formal wear. I CANNOT imagine myself in formal clothes. Stupid web design presentation. And there's the INCG presentation tomorrow. Fuck fuck fuck. But since we've got no more lectures, school finishes at 12 tomorrow!!!! YAY OMG. :'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TTYL then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S: I now think that buying the 3 Unicorn Kid shirts was a HUGE mistake. Apparently, they're not official merch. And the graphic fades more and more with each trip in the washing machine. Fuck. My money. :( &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/2461524406282771275-6032295913991681148?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6032295913991681148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6032295913991681148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6032295913991681148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6032295913991681148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/357pm.html' title='3.57pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-287818102649212394</id><published>2009-08-07T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:06:13.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.00pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnwvQgqEg8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/082-mL95AFI/s1600-h/4633_87966039481_598674481_1840843_331732_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnwvQgqEg8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/082-mL95AFI/s320/4633_87966039481_598674481_1840843_331732_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367216816609592258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYAM!(L)(L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WOULD LIKE YOU TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE ONE OF THE AWESOME-EST PEOPLE I HAVE EVER MET. You were my sec 1 and 2 band buddy. We shared files. We decorated the file. We laughed. We made music together. So touching omg. And now you're 17. Which makes me kinda sad cause you're so skinny but you're my age. So I don't know if it's my body that's malfunctioning or yours. And you're also one of the reasons why it was so hard for me to quit band. Knowing that things won't ever be the same again because I won't be able to hear you laugh and irritate me. Very sad, I know. And I remember when everyone was having relationship problems, the girls and I would be there for you. It's not that I LIKED seeing you in pain, but it was nice (I am being EXTREMELY selfish, by saying this) to know that you, an awesome awesome person, are human too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm sorry about today too. I know we were supposed to go out and have dinner. But then, I thought it'd be nicer if we went out when everyone else was free too! I know Addey + Aizat + the rest celebrated your birthday like, earlier or whatever (No one bothered to tell me. I am sick and tired of being the last to know EVERYTHING.), but I really do hope that we can allocate a date or whatever. CAUSE I NEED TO CELEBRATE YOUR BIRTHDAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY and I hope you stay (I typed 'satay' at first. Someone's trying to tell me something.) happy FOREVER. And you know you can always come and talk to me when you feel like it. (I know you'll choose the girls over me but whatever, I'll be their substitute. :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TTYL then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: MAHIRAH, I (L) YOU FOR MAKING ME THIS BLOGSKIN! It has served me well, for like, what, 10 months? But I wanna have a go at making my own blogskin! But really, thank you. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-287818102649212394?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/287818102649212394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=287818102649212394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/287818102649212394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/287818102649212394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/1000pm.html' title='10.00pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnwvQgqEg8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/082-mL95AFI/s72-c/4633_87966039481_598674481_1840843_331732_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-762339707913256635</id><published>2009-08-06T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T04:16:18.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.16pm.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE FINALLY PASSED UP MY WEB DESIGN PROJECT. I am so happy. 2nd to pass it up too. :D But I've gotta get a formal outfit by next Wednesday. Urgh, I have to ask for money from the folks. I AM WILLING TO BET THAT MY MOM WILL SUGGEST I USE MY DAD'S CLOTHES. I'll tell you how it goes yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot Topic's really irritating. So fucking leceh lah omg. We have to call them and make a verbal confirmation of the order, but the thing is, my phone can't make international phone calls. So tedious omg and thanks Zhengyu, for dealing with my whining LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why but Meg &amp;amp; Dia's been playing on my iTunes over and over again. Guess I subconsciously want something different for a change. That's all I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TTYL then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-762339707913256635?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/762339707913256635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=762339707913256635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/762339707913256635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/762339707913256635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/716pm.html' title='7.16pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6431243252803054490</id><published>2009-08-04T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T04:27:18.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.26pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've done it this time. I've gone and gotten myself a DISGUSTING hair cut. I look absolutely ridiculous LOL. And at the salon omg, OWL CITY WAS ON THE FUCKING RADIO, THE FUCKING REPRESENTATIVE OF ALL THINGS CONSIDERED MAINSTREAM. I was sitting on the chair, with my eyes WIDE OPEN. I think the stylist got the wrong idea but whatever. Fireflies was being played. I want to cry. I can sense all the posers-to-be rising up one by one, telling me how awesome Owl City is and how I should check them out. Whatever. Was thinking of not going to school tomorrow, to, y'know, spare everyone from dying cause my hair is death-inducing. But I've only got like, what, 2 more days to finish up my web design project? I have shit loads more work to do and I'm at home, Hollyoaks-ing to cheer myself up LOL whatever omg I can do the work tomorrow. 4h breaks are the best. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;School was fine today. Took bus 8 to school and like, saw Hisyam and we spoke. Hisyam usually intimidates me, like how Sya does, but I could speak to him, I don't know why. Told him about how I was gonna get my hair cut short and stuff. I didn't realise that I was gonna get myself a MAD short haircut. AND I THINK I AM READY TO SPEAK TO SYA FACE TO FACE. And I don't care that she might end up chewing on my face. INCG class. Urgh. Stayed up late last night doing my ppt presentation. And in the end, I didn't get called out. FRUSTRATING. I was so fucking prepared. + gave Zhengyu the cash and RE5. AND MY HEART (Yes, I have one) NEARLY TORE WHEN I FOUND OUT THAT THERE AREN'T ANYMORE MEDIUM SIZED OWL CITY SHIRTS LEFT. Texted Ranjeet and she agreed on a Pierce The Veil tee while I, on the other fat hand, am getting myself a NSN tee. The lecture after that was MAD fun AHAHAHHAAHHA. Shermaine's so fucking retarded AHAHAHAH ok I'm just kidding. Went home and then got the haircut. Eeeew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah, met Ranjeet yesterday. Omg she's fucking funny LOL she made me laugh till I ALMOST cried several times LOL. Ate alot yesterday. Pffttt. She reminds me about how much of a hell lower sec life was for me LOL. But whatever, everyone's immature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now tell me, how the fuck am I supposed to show up to school tomorrow when I've got such a terrible haircut. I am NOT wearing a cap eeew. LOL HEADSCARF THEN. BAEK ARH. AHAHAHAHHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have 5h to do my WDS tomorrow. I'm gonna scan ALL pictures from my text and paste them onto my website LOL I DON'T CARE. All my hard work's gone into the graphics anyway, I think it's about time I took the easy way out LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TTYL then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2461524406282771275-6431243252803054490?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6431243252803054490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6431243252803054490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6431243252803054490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6431243252803054490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/726pm.html' title='7.26pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1518699350306663975</id><published>2009-08-01T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:47:58.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.47am.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;FRIDAUS SUCKS EGGS. Born loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;TTYL THEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1518699350306663975?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1518699350306663975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1518699350306663975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1518699350306663975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1518699350306663975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/1247am.html' title='12.47am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2039947984977645707</id><published>2009-07-31T03:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T03:10:29.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6.09pm.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MEGAN FOX IS SO FUCKING OVERRATED. EVERYONE'S TALKING ABOUT HER. WHAT'S THE HYPE ABOUT ANYWAYS. When she was in Confessions Of A Teenage Drama Queen, no one said a thing. Pffttt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;TTYL THEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2039947984977645707?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2039947984977645707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2039947984977645707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2039947984977645707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2039947984977645707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/609pm.html' title='6.09pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8654174958190744333</id><published>2009-07-30T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:45:06.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.58pm.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My site's looking pretty good. (Y) I've only got the research + pictures left to do. OH, and the animations for the buttons too. But the problem is, I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO USE SILVERLIGHT OMG. Whatever, I think I'll do that next week LOL procrasinating = (Y). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And 2nd sis decided that she doesn't want to order from HT already LOL my hopes, crushed. BUT IT'S OK, I've got a backup (it's not as degrading as it sounds), ZHENGYU. So he's ordering for me, and I didn't tell 2nd sis LOL maybe I should've! Aiyah, she only wanted suspenders from HT, nvm nvm LOL. ZHENGYU = (A). And yes yes, I'll pass you RE5 on Monday + my $200. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TTYL THEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT MY THREADLESS STUFF ALREADY CAME!!!! The shirts are fucking cute LOL. I really think I'm addicted to online shopping LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8654174958190744333?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8654174958190744333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8654174958190744333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8654174958190744333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8654174958190744333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1158pm.html' title='11.58pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5265516673866292344</id><published>2009-07-29T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:54:46.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.42pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnBJZ_e1DCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/roTANgJelvU/s1600-h/HI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnBJZ_e1DCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/roTANgJelvU/s320/HI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363867867084557346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am back LOL. So that's the latest one! I think it looks better then the previous. I'm seriously seriously proud of my work LOL but I have ONE problem with it. Even though I haven't put in any text for the site's body, I somehow KNOW that the banner's gonna steal all the attention LOL stupid banner that's so colourful and bright and happy and nice. D': (I did it all by myself btw, I drew out the graphics and shit too LOL. The only thing that isn't mine is the font.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So like I said, school was mad fun. LOL. Took bus 8 to school like usual and then while in the bus, saw Shermaine walking to the gate so I texted her 'WAIT FOR ME'. She waited. :') Everyone love's waiting for a royal HAH. CMath was ok I guess. LOL the teacher's kinda weird but she's nice! Larry asked her what time it was (purposely trying to hint to her that the grace period's up) and she went around the room asking what time it was. She had a watch on her. Whatever LOL. Followed the guys to ITAS cause they wanted some breakfast. Larry + myself didn't buy anything. Then Larry took out his laptop and started playing Unreal Tournament (some first person shooter, shall be referred to as UT from now on) and IMMEDIATELY, after hearing all the gun shots and explosions, Kathleen stood up and went into interested-mode. She really really loves violent games LOL scary. Shermaine + myself thought it was really cool even though it's some really old game LOL SO WE ASKED HIM TO TRANSFER IT TO OUR LAPTOPS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Zhengyu didn't come today. So I brought along RE5 for nothing. :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to the library after ITAS and (thanks for booking the room again Larry!!!) went into the project room. Then we played UT omg so fun LOL. I was supposed to go in there and get my WDS done but I didn't do a thing. :( AHHAAHHA. Tricia and Sophia did their WDS. (Y) UT WAS SO MUCH FUN OMG AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. No one shall ever underestimate me again!! AHAHAHAH. Ok, LOL I didn't reach levels of 'godlike' but I didn't really suck at it either! Was fucking vulgar AHAHAHHAH I couldn't stop shouting 'CHEEBYE!!!!'. I should be banned from playing games. :( Shermaine on the other hand, kept shouting 'OUCH!!! OUCH!!!' whenever she got hit AHHAAHAHAH FUCKING FUNNY LOL LIKE PARIAH. AHAHHAHAHA. Ok, kidding about the 'pariah' part but it WAS funny! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CMath lecture was boring LOL the lecturer has no neck. His chin is joined to his non-existent neck LOL HE LOOKED LIKE A HUMAN BUN. So round and wide, sitting on a chair LOL. WDS was next. It was fine. Did my WDS (FINALLY) and finished the banner. Went back to the library for our break! But no project room OMG WHY NO PROJECT ROOM. PEOPLE SHOULD GIVE UP PROJECT ROOMS FOR ROYALTY SUCH AS I. Whatever. So, created the buttons for my site while on my right, Tricia did hers and on my left, Kathleen played Digimon World 3 AHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. SO RANDOM OMG. :'D Time flies really REALLY fast when you're doing work or playing games (UT AHAHAHHA). So, or 2 hour break finished before I knew it and then urgh, PRSP lecture. I don't understand Nipples. HOW. (Ok, going for some PRSP remedial tomorrow with Tricia. God, help me) We're all gonna wear pink tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Came home and then omg LOL saw Maryam sleeping on the couch with her new hairstyle. She looks JUST like Sarah leh wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                               &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnBQ4-IacuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PGYE6ibvBSQ/s320/P1140878.JPG" /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnBQ5Eu1SSI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Or_8-KdzC1Y/s1600-h/P1140886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnBQ5Eu1SSI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Or_8-KdzC1Y/s320/P1140886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363876097651198242" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Retarded LOL. I swear, she's gonna grow up to be a freak. :') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TTYL THEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5265516673866292344?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5265516673866292344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5265516673866292344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5265516673866292344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5265516673866292344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/942pm.html' title='9.42pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnBJZ_e1DCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/roTANgJelvU/s72-c/HI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5466904146034652442</id><published>2009-07-29T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T04:03:19.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.02pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnAro1JSLhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9nb_bnSpPN8/s1600-h/HI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnAro1JSLhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9nb_bnSpPN8/s320/HI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363835136659041810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, THAT'S MY WDS PROJECT!! Ok, it's obviously nowhere NEAR 'done' but I'm really proud of it LOL. Lots of people did sites with really really dark colour schemes so I, being my usual colourful awesome self, am doing one with an insanely bright colour scheme LOL. Right now, I'm just worried that it'll make Jean's (Web Design tutor) eyes pop out cause some people aren't used to brightass colours. LOL. Ok, I think I'll blog later tonight or something. School was lots of fun btw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TTYL THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5466904146034652442?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5466904146034652442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5466904146034652442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5466904146034652442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5466904146034652442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/702pm.html' title='7.02pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SnAro1JSLhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9nb_bnSpPN8/s72-c/HI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6448650299635147011</id><published>2009-07-28T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:56:36.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6.55am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yesterday, was ok I guess. Printed out my INCG report during VisLit. And the whole lesson was basically spent listening to Darren giving a lecture to us (nothing new) + discussing the whole TMNT script. Yuck. Kean + Charlton + Kathleen had a sort of argument with Zhengyu + Larry. Something about how Zhengyu doesn't play real-time-strategy games and therefore, he has no life. Like, wtf? They also said that he had a horrible childhood since he didn't play any games. Wtf. Seriously, WTF? They spend most of their time behind the screen playing games, and they call THAT a life? Nice. I think Kathleen's nice and all, but she sorta changes when she's around the gaming guys like Kean. Oh well, can't change who she is. But she's really nice, I swear. SO ANYWAY, I then sorta, butted in LOL I can't mind my own business. -_- Pointed out that I don't play games, and yet I've got a life since I've got friends (even though I seriously think half the people I know don't like me) or something like that. Technology's so overrated anyways (this coming from someone using a laptop to blog. Yes, I am a hypocrite).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Had our break at Mensa 2 after that. Watched them eat. But YAY, Zhengyu gave me a french fry + a fifth of his coleslaw. And then Shermaine couldn't finish her plate of rice + chicken chop. So she gave it to me LOL. 3 scoops of rice + 4 strips of chicken chop. From the Chinese stall. I'm sorry, but I don't care what you think. It was nice. (Y) PRSP after that. LOL I FUCKING HATE PROGRAMMING. Took out my laptop for iTunes and Facebook and then somehow, I MANAGED TO LEARN SOMETHING. WHILE multi-tasking between Java and Facebook wtf. I actually understood something. :') &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh yes, Larry's got himself a new haircut. I'm really glad he isn't the insecure type. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today, school was awesome because it finished WAY earlier then it was supposed to. LOL. Passed up the INCG report (HARDWORK FTW) to Garry. And he was like, looking through the reports and was saying out loud, who had referenced properly and who had not. He said mine had proper referencing and I am happy I shall cry now. Then we were supposed to use the Torque Game Builder (TGB) thingy to make some Fish demo thingy. Fuck. So complicated omg. Gave up halfway LOL DARN YOU FISHES. Btw, I really really feel like eating the Wasabi Fillet O' Fish thing. OK ANYWAYS, gave up and then walked around the lab looking at what everyone was doing. Tricia gave up too I think LOL SHE HAS FFVIII IN HER LAPTOP (which weighs a ton). Sophia, as usual, did the work cause she's the very definition of 'hard working'. (Y) Zhengyu was irritating LOL he was trying to get me to lend him RE5 but omg, I still want to play it. :( But the guy won't take no for an answer so I'm gonna pass it to him tomorrow. I'm just glad there's another PS3 user in class besides me. But Zhengyu only has like, 6 games. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Garry left the lab like, 30 minutes before 12 and so we had 30 minutes to kill before going for Garry's lecture (I seriously seriously don't remember what the lecture was on but I DO remember it had 17 slides LOL wtf). SO I WATCHED TRICIA PLAY WITH HER FFVIII AND I MADE FUN OF PEOPLE. Left the lab after that with the usual people but me + Kathleen + Eugene went off to the LT first since the rest wanted to grab a quick bite first (I have stopped bringing my wallet to school. No money = no food = Woop woop). The IT (yes, IT is also the name of a course in the IIT school) people were still in the LT so we waited outside. Saw Redha and told him that inFAMOUS was worth his money LOL. I then told Kathleen and Eugene that I don't understand why people still talk to me when I'm fucking racist (in a rather joke-ish manner but still, hurtful) and mean. Kathleen said 'BECAUSE YOU'RE FUN!!'. So, I'm fucking mean but I'm fun. Ok(?) I really think I should like, tone it down a bit. I don't want people labeling me as the 'resident asshole' LOL. Ok this is turning out to be a pretty long post, I BET NO ONE IS GONNA READ FROM START TO FINISH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ok, lecture. Boring. But the last part was cool cause Garry showed us a video of DJ Earworm's music mash up of 2007 and 08 (I think) American top 25 songs. It was fucking cool. Check out DJ Earworm's work if you want to! Released at 12.41pm. Went home with the usual people. Took bus 8 with Shermaine (WHO HAS CHANGED HER BRACES' COLOURS TO HOT PINK AND GREEN.) and saw Hisyam, who looked swish in his mint Take Over tee. Bus ride home was fun! Shermaine's really funny AHAHAHA. Talked about people. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And speaking about the Take Over tee, MY BBYCKS STUFF HAS ARRIVED. It took 8 days to reach here. I think that's a fucking short period of time. The shirts are nice. So now I just need to wait for my Threadless tees. (Y) I still think I have to send most of my shirts off to the tailor to get them shortened LOL too fucking long, ALL OF THEM! + I gotta meet Ash on Thursday to pass her my Chowder shirt LOL. For free too. SOMEONE, HURRY UP AND CANONIZE ME AS A SAINT. Ok maybe not LOL.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;+ 2nd sis (NICKNAME NICKNAME OMG SOMEONE, GIVE ME A NICKNAME FOR HER) wants to order from HT so this time, I'm gonna help Sya and Ranjeet order from there! Owl City tee + clear lenses here I come! I think I'm addicted to online shopping already. Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ok I'm really sleepy. GOODNIGHT TO YOU ALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P.S: THANK YOU RANJEET, for the Cash Cash songs!! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P.S.S: I made this post last night but the internet connection got fucked up so here I am, posting it up the day after. Pffttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6448650299635147011?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6448650299635147011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6448650299635147011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6448650299635147011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6448650299635147011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/655am.html' title='6.55am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6097141678522203594</id><published>2009-07-26T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:22:14.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.19pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm gonna make this one a short post. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, so, I just finished watching the last Hollyoaks episode with John Paul in it. Now I'm fucking upset. And John Paul's my 2nd favourite character. You can only imagine how upset I was when Spike finished his last scene. Depressing. :/ Don't understand why many people don't like Spike though. He may be a dickhead sometimes but he's just having fun messing with people! + he's mad funny. I would like to marry Spike tyvm. Btw, I've noticed how my past posts used to consist of nothing but WORDS TYPED IN CAPS LIKE THIS and how my current posts BARELY have caps-ed words. I think I've changed. I don't like change. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I'm basically upset over Hollyoaks because my favourite characters aren't gonna be in it anymore. Reminds me of the time when I was watching Hollyoaks: In The City. It was only 20 episodes long. WHY CAN'T THEY MAKE LONG SERIES. Irritating. OH, and 2 days ago, Chinaman and I watched the last episodes of Friends all over again (I think, our 7th time or something) and AGAIN, I got depressed cause I couldn't get used to not seeing all my favourite characters (PHEOBE OMG I FUCKING LOVE HER. SHE HAS THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS ME.) again. It's like as if I've made some sort of emotional attachment to fictional characters. How sick is that. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S: I'm not going jogging tonight AHAHAHAH. + I have to draw me a couple of teenage mutant ninja turtles. Urgh. KILL ME PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.S: Umbrella Beach is currently my favourite song. Please excuse the bad quality though. This one was the only one Playlist.com had. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6097141678522203594?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6097141678522203594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6097141678522203594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6097141678522203594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6097141678522203594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/919pm.html' title='9.19pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-3176812450304718790</id><published>2009-07-25T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T10:24:05.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6.44pm.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE FINISHED MY REPORT ON VIRTUAL ECONOMIES (like, virtual world cash shops that you can find in Maple Story, yeah, THAT kinda virtual economy). I think that's it LOL this is such a waste of my time. I can't wait for Marvel Ultimate Alliance 2 to be released. We're gonna get it. :D And I'm going jogging later on too. Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I AM BACK FROM MY JOGGING SESSION AHAHAHAH 46 FUCKING MINUTES. There were like, LOTS of Indian couples in suggestive poses omg. LOL, no, no Sari Lady. :( Throughout the whole thing, I was laughing at myself in my head LOL I still can't believe that I forced myself off of my ass for something like 'jogging' AHAHAHAHHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-3176812450304718790?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3176812450304718790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=3176812450304718790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3176812450304718790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3176812450304718790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/644pm.html' title='6.44pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6524858740247083334</id><published>2009-07-25T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:32:35.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4.32pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'VE FINISHED HALF OF MY REPORT ON VIRTUAL ECONOMIES THANK GOD. But I'm too easily distracted LOL CURSE YOU HOLLYOAKS. I swear, I think it's turning into some sort of obsession. And it bugs me that they only hire beautiful people. Fuck. I WANT TO SEE SOME MEDIOCRE LOOKING PEOPLE ON SOAPS. :@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My PM on MSN was 'Hollyoaks-ing' this morning and Garry (British INCG tutor) asked me about it LOL HE REFERRED TO IT AS 'That UK crap series' LOL AHAHHAHAHA. CB. Apparently his brother's a huge fan of Hollyoaks and has all the calendars and other memorabilia. And the best part is his brother's a 40-year-old. Nice. Role model material (Y). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;None of you know this, but there's a 'nail parlour' a floor below my house. BUT, their clients are all guys LOL and the girls working there seem young, like, mid-late twenty-ish? Yeah. SO I HAVE COME TO A CONCLUSION (assuming is much more fun then getting to the bottom of it), THE 'NAIL PARLOUR' IS ACTUALLY A BROTHEL. Really, the men just come and go. I'm scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S: 400 MORE WORDS TO GO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6524858740247083334?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6524858740247083334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6524858740247083334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6524858740247083334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6524858740247083334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/432pm.html' title='4.32pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6101414438842212737</id><published>2009-07-23T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:26:55.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.23am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is OFFICIALLY Shermaine's birthday!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY. :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok well, came to school a bit later then usual cause we were gonna have some conversation test. My group's supposedly the 3rd group that was gonna go in and get evaluated. Was mad nervous since I didn't go for class last week and I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My group = Weii Yeh, Chen Yong &amp;amp; Guo Fu. The topic was something like 'How has IT changed your life' or whatever LOL I think we did pretty well. :) There were a couple of 6s awkward silences but whatever. I was smiling throughout LOL maybe that's cause I didn't know what to do. Melanie said that Chen Yong has the 'potential' to succeed in life HAHAHAHHA COME, ROLL YOUR EYES WITH ME PLEASE. Ok kidding Chen Yong, don't hate me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went for the PRSP lecture after that. I tried paying attention! :D I knew what Nipples was saying here and there but everything's still really fuzzy. Fuck. Oh well. Went to TMall after that cause we were gonna surprise Shermaine with a cake!! Reached TMall and then we seperated into 2 groups. Sophia + myself took Shermaine to the open plaza area place thingy and we told her that Larry + Tricia + Kathleen wanted to 'explore' the basement. LOL SHERMAINE DIDN'T SUSPECT A THING MY GODDDDD. I know I'm insanely gifted at lying, but the whole 'explore the basement' thing is, in my opinion, one of the worst lies I've ever told. LOL. Then the guys came up and they immediately started singing LOL heart attack! The cake was good. Took lots of pictures. I'm probably gonna upload them onto FB tomorrow or something. I've got a new pimple, so please try to ignore the volcano crater on my chin, thank you. And the 2kg that I've gained has all gone up to my cheeks. I swear, it looks like I swallowed ten burritos. Hate my appearance urgh. And yes, I DID NOT, I repeat, I DID NOT go jogging last night LOL I WAS TOO FUCKING LAZY. But I'm glad I didn't eat much today. (Y) I'm gonna TRYYYY to go jogging tonight ok so please stop nagging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've gotta start on my INCG reports soon omg. Nic's already finished with his first report (the long one, he just needs to do the bibliography) and he's not even gonna bother doing the AI report. LOL. And I JUST picked a topic for my first report 2 days ago in the library!!! How omg how. I still need to finish up my 20 story boxes. I'm dead meat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PLANS FOR TODAY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) Finish up AI report!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) Do HALF of the first report (on virtual economies eeeeeew).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3) Get a haircut! On second thought, maybe I'll get a haircut on Saturday instead LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4) JOGGING AT NIGHT OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so fucking irresponsible AHHAAHHA. I've got huge plans for myself but I'm too lazy to lift a finger to do anything to make my plans work. I'm such a mess. BUT I'M STILL 17!!! (Yes, I am old. Shut up) I have like, 70 more years to make myself into an organized person!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really like my classmates. But I don't know any of them that well. Maybe that's why there's still lots of awkward silences when we're on our break or whatever. I'll usually break the silence with a 'I'M BOOOOORED.' but that's it. Pretty pathetic LOL. I'll give it about 5 more months and everything'll be just like sec school. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NOTE TO 4E5: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We NEED to plan some chalet thing (or at least a bbq!) omg. LET'S HAVE A GROUP CHAT ONE DAY. And I don't care about people who won't show up. I just need the insanely fun people to be there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6101414438842212737?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6101414438842212737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6101414438842212737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6101414438842212737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6101414438842212737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1223am.html' title='12.23am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8272981711670050598</id><published>2009-07-22T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:18:21.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.17pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am mad tired. School was, ok I guess. :/ Though I am never ever gonna wear my colourful sleeveless hoodie ever again. I gained 2kg + all that attention just makes me feel insecure LOL. Today, I have realised something really important. Apparently, I am blissfully unaware of the assignments marching right behind me. I have yet to do the report on the AI thing + I still haven't started on my Social Issues report. And WDS, my god, I've only made the graphics. And that's it. I DON'T EVEN HAVE A FUCKING BANNER. I am so screwed. But luckily (for me at least), Shermaine hasn't done most of her stuff either! But she has a banner. URGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Larry booked a project room for 2 time slots today, that makes a total of 4 hours YAY. Today was really boring LOL. Scored a 20/25 for that CMath test. Yay. Went to ITAS after that and ate breakfast. I gained 2kg I gained 2kg I gained 2kg. FUCK. I'm actually thinking of going jogging on weekend nights but WHO THE FUCK AM I KIDDING? I'm Midzi. Midzi doesn't DO sports. But I need to lose weight omg. Now the only thing I need is a pair of running shoes. I don't have running shoes. Have you ever seen someone jogging in a pair of slippers LOL. And if I'm lucky, I might even run into Sari Lady!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ANYWAYS, went to the library after the whole ITAS thing and I watched a 3 part video of Kumar doing stand up comedy. Fucking hilarious. He's mad skinny. Fuck. Went for the CMath lecture after that and then we kinda sat around. And me + Tricia went to the library for our second time slot while Larry + Sophia + Shermaine went to the bookstore to get snacks LOL (food is strictly 'prohibited' in the library). Shermaine then went off for some interview GOOD LUCK. And then Larry and Sophia went up. But Larry, the genius, had his snacks in some plastic bag instead of putting it in his bag. So he got kicked out LOL!! Then Sophia found out that PRSP lecture's been cancelled. -_- So Larry went on home instead of re-entering the library. I then went off after having me some Pocky (THANKS TRICIA!!!) I just re-read everything I've typed up till now and I think I sound boring as hell. Urgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My nights have been boring too. I haven't been able to remember my dreams as of late!!!!! HELP ME, SOMEONE. No dreams = nights that seem much shorter then they really are. I usually go to bed around this time. So that's like, what, 7 hours of sleep? But I feel like I've only slept for 2 hours or something. Not fair omg I WANT MY DREAMS BACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S: Whoa, apparently, I've already made a post entitled '11.16pm'. So I'm gonna change this posts' title to '11.17pm'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8272981711670050598?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8272981711670050598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8272981711670050598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8272981711670050598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8272981711670050598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1117pm.html' title='11.17pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1748279286080904987</id><published>2009-07-19T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:36:34.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.40am.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in class now! And yay, Darren's decided to let me off of the whole storyboarding thing since I was sick last week and all, but hey, I did 10 boxes! (ZiYi didn't draw anything at all. Awesome job ZiYi, you are an inspiration to us all) And now we're supposed to do 12 boxes, based on a 47-fucking-page script. ON THE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES. Wtf man. I don't like drawing turtles LOL. I'd rather draw The Teenage Mutant Ninja Cupcakes or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I would really really pay to see Irsyad in a maternity dress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1748279286080904987?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1748279286080904987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1748279286080904987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1748279286080904987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1748279286080904987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/940am.html' title='9.40am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1634018652462283714</id><published>2009-07-18T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:03:45.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.47am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, so, yesterday, went to school early in the morning (10am AHAHAHA ok, not so early, whatever) and went to the library (9 stories high AHAHHA @ Ranjeet's school library) to study. Took out the laptop for music + MSN since my laptop's fucked, it won't let me use my internet browsers. Studied for like, an hour + and omg, I think I like CMath now. THROUGHOUT the whole thing, Welcome To Savannah, Baby Better Believe and Umbrella Beach was continuously being played on loop on iTunes omg, (L). Then I realised I forgot to bring a calculator with me so I kinda panicked LOL. LUCKILY, Syirah had school today and she was online! (WHAT'RE YOU DOING ONLINE IN CLASS. :@) And she had a calculator! So, went to IT block 3 and took the calculator from her (THANK YOU SYIRAH!!!) and then went a level below that to go to the testing room or whatever. The tutor wasn't there. So I had to wait. Got into the room after 5 minutes of waiting (I DO NOT LIKE TO BE KEPT WAITING. :@). The tutor gave out the test papers and I finished it in 10 minutes LOL. VERY EASY. Guess all that studying paid off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LESSON LEARNT TODAY: Studying really pays off!! It's not a myth anymore! Fuck, I really wish I realised this last year LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met the 4E2 people + Faiz yesterday too!! For Harry Potter LOL. Went to the MacDonald's and met Tiara at around 5.50+? OH YES, sweat TOTALLY destroyed my hair omg. I don't know why, but I couldn't stop sweating. FUCK. But whatever lah. Met the guys at Food Culture. Fariha came!! She hasn't changed one bit omg (L). Yana came. The guys bought food. Yana + Fariha bought food + drinks (they even bought drinks for me and Anas omg happy. :'D). They started eating (the girls ate slowly. They were sharing a plate of lamb chops. Go figure). The guys went to go to the mosque to go and pray. I didn't follow. Yes, I am old enough to make my own decisions tyvm. Yus came. LISTEN UP EVERYONE, YUS IS A STUDENT NURSE. Yes, it IS a big deal! Y'know how at Eighteen Chefs they give discounts to students and nurses? I wonder if they would give Yus DOUBLE the discount because he is a STUDENT+NURSE. Fucking fascinating. Yus was being terribly sarcastic throughout the day. To the point where he would still talk when everyone has already moved on. And we'd be like, 'Oh, he's still talking.'. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After eating, went to the open area place. Took pictures with Susanne. Some random tall girl bumped into me. :( OH, SOMEONE STARTED SHOUTING MY NAME. And it turned out to be Addey!!! AHAHAHHAHAHA. HI ADDEY. Ok, took pictures. Fariha's not used to Susanne, so there're A TON of blurry pictures in Susanne right now AHAHHAHA. But it's ok Fariha! You're still awesome! Met the guys at the cinema and we bought snacks. I really really enjoy the cheesy pasta but the price, I do not enjoy. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The movie was nice omg. The last time I read the book was like, quite a long time ago. It was funny how I could still remember what would happen next or whatever. Either that or, I'm psychic. ;D Ok, maybe not. D: Throughout the whole movie, I couldn't stop saying 'Oh no she didn't.' like the way Shrek says it. Whatever. Cheesy pasta got done with pretty early. :( Had to sit there snackless for about 2 hours + before Tiara finally got sick of popcorn and passed it to me YAY FOR TIARA. Just a bit bummed out that they didn't show the funeral. And the actor playing Seamus Finnigan is really cute LOL + the nice accent. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Walked around the mall after that. The escalators stopped moving. We had to walk down them using our legs. Curse you gravity. Started sweating like fuck after that. Decided to sit at Starbucks. Agreed to head on home with Tiara when it struck 11. Fariha played with Susanne LOL LOTS OF PHOTOS OMG. Then most of us (Fariha lives in Simei. Eeew) took 28 home! Reached home and everyone was still awake. Chinaman is OFFICIALLY addicted to inFAMOUS. Switched on the laptop to take out all the photos from Susanne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gave 2nd sister (I really need a nickname for her omg) $200 so she can deposit it into her debit card CAUSE SHE'S LETTING ME ORDER STUFF FROM BBYCKS + THREADLESS!!!! OMG YAY. So, I JUST ordered the Cake World tee + the Take Over tee in pink. I need a pink shirt omg. Ordered 3 cute tees from Threadless too. Chinaman ordered 1 shirt from Threadless LOL AND I'M PAYING FOR 99.2197521375987% OF THE SHIPPING. He's only paying $3 for the shipping. That's like, paying for the shipping of the sleeve LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok I'm getting tired of typing. The pictures of the outing are up on my FB btw, so check 'em out when you can. I look mad weird in all of the pictures except for one. PICTURE NUMBER 13 AHAHAHAH. Check that out and look at my cool face LOL(?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2461524406282771275-1634018652462283714?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1634018652462283714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1634018652462283714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1634018652462283714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1634018652462283714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1247am.html' title='12.47am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2042638242546488988</id><published>2009-07-17T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:51:27.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.45am.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST GOT BACK HOME. I AM TIRED. My eyes feel like yoghurt (I like yoghurt). I'll blog about the test + the movie tomorrow then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODNIGHT I LOVE YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: RESTAURANT CITY WON'T LOAD FOR ME. CURSE YOU RESTAURANT CITY!!!!!!!!! I REALLY REALLY wanna be able to do the Yoga Float omg. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2042638242546488988?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2042638242546488988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2042638242546488988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2042638242546488988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2042638242546488988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1245am.html' title='12.45am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2194851349390790670</id><published>2009-07-14T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T03:30:05.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6.24pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I FEEL LIKE I SHOULD GET ANOTHER HAIRCUT. People are telling me there's almost no difference between my current hair length and last month's length. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SOMEONE, HAND ME A PAIR OF SCISSORS, NOW. I WANT TO CUT OFF MY NOSE SO BADLY OMFG. I have 9 used tissues beside me right now. I shall sell them on eBay and claim that they've been used by Oprah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, gonna go watch Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince this Friday with the 4E2 kids + Faiz. I just hope I recover before Friday comes. D: And even though I've got an MC for 4 days, I think I should go to school on Thursday cause I don't know how the whole MC system thingy works. Cause I think people like Melanie will still mark me as absent even if people tell her I'm on MC or something. And even if I tell Kala now, that I won't be coming to school this week since I'm sick and shit, I doubt she'll tell the tutors. Useless LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THANK YOU RANJEET, FOR BC'S NEW SONG. I can't wait for their new album omg. I just hope they don't include screaming in EVERY SINGLE ONE of their songs LOL. It'd be very annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm running out of things to blog on since I haven't gone to school yet this week. D: Watched The Golden Compass last night LOL. I couldn't understand shit. So the girl's standing at the ship deck alone, at night, taking in the view or whatever, and a witch queen SUDDENLY appears a few feet behind her. And the first thing the girl says is 'Who are you?' in a calm voice. IF I WERE HER, I WOULD BE LIKE 'WTF YOU SCARED THE BEJESUS OUTTA ME WOMAN. WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?'. Unrealistic movie. Pffttt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2194851349390790670?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2194851349390790670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2194851349390790670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2194851349390790670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2194851349390790670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/624pm.html' title='6.24pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-842393834991548428</id><published>2009-07-13T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:22:45.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.22am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Slv57M2YKBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZFvcML5iE9o/s1600-h/TOTE+BAGS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Slv57M2YKBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZFvcML5iE9o/s320/TOTE+BAGS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358150977144236050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOMEONE GET ME THESE PLEASE. I need more tote bags. :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-842393834991548428?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/842393834991548428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=842393834991548428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/842393834991548428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/842393834991548428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1122am.html' title='11.22am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Slv57M2YKBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZFvcML5iE9o/s72-c/TOTE+BAGS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-4174663800444474041</id><published>2009-07-13T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T03:07:25.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6.05pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I AM INSANELY SICK. You may celebrate now. Had a fever yesterday but I felt that I was still healthy enough to go to school the next day. When I woke up today however, I took my temperature and it showed a '39.1' LOL I ALMOST SCREAMED I TELL YOU AHAHHAHAHAHA. So I slept. And slept. Woke up at 12 and watched some tv. Insane headache omg. Cough and sore throat too. Urgh. Went to the doctor's at 2. She gave me 4 days MC OMG YAY. I don't have to show up to school this week yay. :') Even though I spent like, an hour + drawing out ballet and yoga poses for story boarding. Fuck lah. Waste time. Pffttt. Oh yes, the doctor gave me lots of pills too. I want to cry. I hate pills. I hate swallowing them (not as bad as David though) AND WHY DO PILLS HAVE TO TASTE SO BITTER. Why can't someone like, invent cotton candy tasting medicine or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok whatever I am tired as fuck. I think I'm gonna go back to sleep or something. OH, and it's been like, FOREVER since I went on Friendster LOL. I miss FS. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-4174663800444474041?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4174663800444474041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=4174663800444474041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4174663800444474041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4174663800444474041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/605pm.html' title='6.05pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-9186076167494232191</id><published>2009-07-10T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:32:11.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.31am.</title><content type='html'>OK UH, STOP TELLING ME THAT THE SONG IS VULGAR AND DISGUSTING AHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAH. I kinda like it. The singer sounds like Chris Donathan AHAHAH. The playlists' there for me actually, so just do yourself a favour and click on the pause button. That's unless you like vulgar songs LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-9186076167494232191?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/9186076167494232191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=9186076167494232191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/9186076167494232191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/9186076167494232191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1131am.html' title='11.31am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1029149955333774198</id><published>2009-07-10T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:56:42.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3.56pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Slbz4Ic8DkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/AlfEz0I4IXY/s1600-h/fwqgwg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Slbz4Ic8DkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/AlfEz0I4IXY/s320/fwqgwg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356736952470867522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK YAY. Decided to add the apple LOL (IT'S NOT A CHERRY OMG). I think it looks much nicer like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1029149955333774198?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1029149955333774198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1029149955333774198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1029149955333774198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1029149955333774198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-wont-blogger-let-me-upload-pictures.html' title='3.56pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Slbz4Ic8DkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/AlfEz0I4IXY/s72-c/fwqgwg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-716159440345490549</id><published>2009-07-09T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:02:31.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.52pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlYUhJs1pWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Np7-NkAxGWw/s1600-h/Milk+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlYUhJs1pWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Np7-NkAxGWw/s320/Milk+shirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356491366576006498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't ask me what it is please LOL it's supposed to be a part of my WDS (web design) project. And Hisyam thought it'd look good on a shirt. Since I was already on the laptop, I figured I should just try superimposing it on a shirt. Doesn't look THAT bad. But the graphic still looks rough LOL I NEED TO GET USED TO THE STUPID DESIGN SOFTWARE. (@)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I think it looks ok, but my opinion doesn't matter. Please share with me your thoughts on the above shirt tyvm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(NOTE: I AM STILL AN AMATEUR OMG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P.S: I still have yet to name the milk carton. I can't decide a name for her (yes, it's a girl, isn't it obvious. -_-). SO, DECIDE FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-716159440345490549?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/716159440345490549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=716159440345490549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/716159440345490549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/716159440345490549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1152pm.html' title='11.52pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlYUhJs1pWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Np7-NkAxGWw/s72-c/Milk+shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5747208930018957040</id><published>2009-07-08T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:04:15.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.04pm.</title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM HAPPY BECAUSE MY UNICORN KID SHIRTS HAVE ARRIVED. And thank you Tricia, for helping me level up my character and now he's a priest!! :') They grow up so fast LOL. NOW WE HAVE TO FORCE KATHLEEN TO NOT IGNORE HER CHARACTER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Kimura Kaela's song 'BANZAI' (I fucking love the title) is really nice LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5747208930018957040?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5747208930018957040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5747208930018957040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5747208930018957040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5747208930018957040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/704pm.html' title='7.04pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-9167345946302106075</id><published>2009-07-07T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:58:05.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.57pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to school at 9.10 yesterday even though we didn't have class until 2pm. Came to school early cause Larry was gonna try help me with my PRSP (THANK YOU LARRY) and he even helped me with my assignment. Still really really confused with Java though. And at 2pm, went up to the labs for the lab test. I. AM. SO. GONNA. FUCKING. FAIL. Tried my 'best' LOL but I'm estimating at most a 10. Appoint a hundred. :) Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met Ranjeet at TMall after that. Apparently, she + JC students had no school yesterday because they're still viewed as 'youths'. Wtf am I then. FUCK, I FEEL OLD. Anyways, met Ranjeet and then we went to get the tickets for Ice Age 3 (IN 3D OMG OMG I FUCKING LOVE 3D MOVIES). But then the tickets were sold out. Krai. So we bought tickets for the non-3D version which was gonna be showing at 5.15pm. So we went to LJ. BUT THEN RANJEET, THE WEIRDO, SOMEHOW DROPPED THE TICKETS. LOL crisis much? So we had to like, trace our tracks (WTF LOL NOW I FEEL LIKE AN ANIMAL. AN OLD ANIMAL.) and this fucking nice man walked over to us and like, smiled at me and told us that we dropped the tickets. Fuck, I honestly thought that nice people were extinct. Just like the dinosaurs (NOTE: ICE AGE 3-RELATED PUN TOTALLY INTENDED). Thank you, middle-aged-balding-man-of-awesomeness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to LJ and we ate.  LOL TPC's new song is called 'Seduction' and there was this really attractive (NOTE: sarcasm) Indian lady sitting beside us. And I somehow decided to call her 'Seduction' wtf LOL. Her kids were on to us omg fucking scary. I was gonna type some clever words here, but I forgot what they were so we'll just move on to the movie ok? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The movie was pretty ok. Monsters Vs. Aliens = 10x better. Since it was Youth Fucking Day, 3/4 of the cinema was like, filled with kids. Fuck. They laugh at EVERYTHING I swear. Everything except for the really witty and funny parts. *Scene with rock on floor* = Kids go 'AHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH'. Idiots. There was this really tiny Indian boy sitting behind me. Wtf he repeats ALMOST EVERYTHING the characters say. 'Where's Diego?!!' *instant echo*. HELLO KID, NOT TO BE RUDE OR ANYTHING, BUT PLEASE, I KNOW YOU KNOW HOW TO USE YOUR EARS AND MOUTH IN TANDEM, BUT PLEASE STOP SHOWING OFF BECAUSE THE REST OF US KNOW HOW TOO. Then this irritating guy kept like, kicking Ranjeet or something like that LOL she was sharing with me her 'murderous' thoughts. What a weirdo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was pretty mundane. Nothing special happened. LOL in the middle of INCG, this survey-guy came into the LT and like, started passing out survey papers that we had to do. Eeew. It was basically a survey to like, assess how well the lecturer is at doing his job. From our viewpoint or whatever. LOL there was a certain question which looked something like 'What would you like to be done to maximize your learning experience?'. I think my answer was something like 'I would like to be served cupcakes. Plskthx.' After I was done with my paper, I looked at Yong Seng and he kinda looked like he was trying to use 307503275% of his brain OMG IT'S NOT A QUIZ. He took quite a bit of time to finish it and after he passed it up, I jokingly asked him 'Yong Seng, d'you think you'll be able to get full marks for that?'. And he fucking replied with a 'No.' in a 'I-am-so-fucking-serious' way. Survey = no marks (For those of you who haven't caught on to this yet). Whatever LOL he creeps me out sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yes, went to TMall after school with Shermaine + Tricia + Larry (these three shall now be collectively referred to as 'STL' from now on). STL wanted to catch Ice Age 3 (sounds familiar, I'll check out the trailer later ;D). And I needed to collect the Timmy tees. The tees looked nice at first. But considering that they basically stole $20 from me, it wasn't what I had in mind at all. The graphic wasn't huge. But it wasn't small either. I'm looking at my Timmy tee right now. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh btw, there's this Junior in my course who, for some weird weird reason, is known as 'Ghost' among the GET (my course. -_-) freshmen. Wtf LOL I wanna have a cool nickname too!! I want next years' Freshmen to call me by my own nickname. And this is why I shall try to (or at least, FORCE) get people to call me 'Sunshine'. Which reminds me, if anyone has a 'How to float' video or something, please send it to me or whatever LOL I wanna like, meditate (y'know, all cross-legged and such) and like, just suddenly start floating all over the place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S: I'm just kidding about the last sentence. Please don't ignore me. AND OMG, I SAW THE SARI LADY TODAY AGAIN OMG AHAHHAHAHA. She wasn't jogging. BOOOOORING. I need to get a video camera. I wanna video tape her jogging. And then the video title shall be 'THE SARI LADY STRIKES BACK' or something like that LOL. Wouldn't it be cool if I was like, some floating-meditating Jedi named 'Sunshine'? It's ok, you can ignore this whole paragraph if you want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-9167345946302106075?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/9167345946302106075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=9167345946302106075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/9167345946302106075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/9167345946302106075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/957pm.html' title='9.57pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6165866830289567828</id><published>2009-07-05T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T08:48:41.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.48pm.</title><content type='html'>LARRY IS AWESOME AND I THANK GOD FOR LARRY. :')&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: PRSP is disgusting and I think it should be illegal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6165866830289567828?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6165866830289567828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6165866830289567828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6165866830289567828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6165866830289567828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/1148pm.html' title='11.48pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1399009647959201157</id><published>2009-07-04T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:31:14.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.28pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa, I've been really ignoring this blog LOL. Ok, all you have to know is that, this week was intense. I'm just glad I made through it! But I'm gonna get a warning letter since I haven't shown up for CMSK class twice. Stupid Chen Yong, such a snitch. Whatevs, I don't really care about it anymore LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND THIS IS ME ON WEDNESDAY. Before my haircut. I have really really short hair now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBFWjweSuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nunSPxb7rIA/s1600-h/DSCN0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBFWjweSuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nunSPxb7rIA/s320/DSCN0211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354856210801511138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was really fun!! So, we were supposed to meet up at like, 5 or whatever, but then Addey called and she said that both she and Syam were already at the platform and I was still at home LOL. I had some crisis thing cause I couldn't find my hairspray, so I had to settle for my OLD Gatsby one, which totally sucks. +o( So I met them at Bugis instead. I fucking hate lonely train rides. :( Wore my Cake Invaders tee though. (L) Met the girls + Fatin at BK and then we explored ILUMA or whatever. LOL WHY'RE THERE ONLY ICE CREAM PARLOURS AT ILUMA. (@) Ok, there WAS like, a place selling chicken LOL. Went out to the open air space or whatever and we took pictures. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD9ZC_biI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7QEgjMb8Hi0/s1600-h/P1140388.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD9ZC_biI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7QEgjMb8Hi0/s320/P1140388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854678918032930" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD9HvzJ8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/TbANnMAoUkU/s1600-h/P1140385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD9HvzJ8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/TbANnMAoUkU/s320/P1140385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854674274133954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD8m4Yx9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-j7Mat7TZi4/s1600-h/P1140382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD8m4Yx9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-j7Mat7TZi4/s320/P1140382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854665451784146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD8UFAm5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/xJ2kgNQ_mrU/s1600-h/P1140393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD8UFAm5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/xJ2kgNQ_mrU/s320/P1140393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854660404452242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD71IpT0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/nTS0AsJRasM/s1600-h/6652_98337369481_598674481_1990748_1099536_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBD71IpT0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/nTS0AsJRasM/s320/6652_98337369481_598674481_1990748_1099536_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354854652098203458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YES, I bought that moustache specs nose eyebrows thingy from some shop in ILUMA. They carry lots of insanely wacky stuff LOL. But I think it's made for like, Caucasians or whatever, so the nose is INSANELY huge. LOL I can barely fit it unto mine, let alone the girls. Went to the shisha place after that and we reached the place at around 7+-ish. But apparently, none of us were 18 so we had to wait for Sonia and Bal, who were bringing along their senior. Waited for an hour before they came. AND WE WENT IN! Their senior, Salihin or something like that, is really nice LOL. Ordered food because I was starving. Fucking overpriced items. Then J came and he brought 2 of his friends, who seemed nice. LOL at one point, Bal and one of J's friends spoke in British accents and I can't deny it, they were pretty good at faking accents. We started shisha-ing and whatever. Food came. Aini came and brought along her boyfriend. Talked, shisha-ed, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get why people rave on and on over the whole shisha thing. I think it's too fucking overrated. Nothing special. I have to admit that it's pretty cool seeing smoke coming out of your mouth, but that's basically it. LOL nothing much. Didn't feel a thing. AND it was expensive stuff. And I hate my short hair LOL. But the company was good. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY FAVOURITE PICTURE OF THE DAY AHAHAHHA SHE LOOKED LIKE THE FRIGGIN DEVIL AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBHboewGgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PcAHgNfo9KE/s1600-h/P1140470.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBHboewGgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PcAHgNfo9KE/s320/P1140470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354858496991959554" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got home at 12. :) OH YES, the new bbycks tees look fucking awesome. Hisyam's already ordered 3 of the new tees. I just need to get a hold of $80 so I can order 2 tees. Yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S: I FOUND MY HAIRSPRAY. It was in the stupid camera bag WTF. :( AND OMG THERE'S NOT GONNA BE VISLIT CLASS TOMORROW CAUSE DARREN'S SICK. YAY. Uh, I mean, GET WELL SOON DARREN. &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/2461524406282771275-1399009647959201157?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1399009647959201157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1399009647959201157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1399009647959201157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1399009647959201157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/228pm.html' title='2.28pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SlBFWjweSuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nunSPxb7rIA/s72-c/DSCN0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7503039045235242707</id><published>2009-06-30T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:38:23.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.37am.</title><content type='html'>OK YAY, REASON TO CELEBRATE. 2ND SIS JUST LET ME ORDER STUFF ONLINE WITH HER CREDIT CARD. I'M SO FUCKING HAPPY OMG. But I have to pay her back immediately. I received my allowance like, what? 3 days ago? And I'm SO CLOSE to being broke. AGAIN. NVM, IT'S FOR THE GREATER GOOD. :'&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I just ordered 3 Unicorn Kid shirts. Pretty expensive stuff, but altogether, it's cheaper then the 3 Giordano shirts + cost of printing the Timmy graphic on them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7503039045235242707?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7503039045235242707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7503039045235242707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7503039045235242707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7503039045235242707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/1237am.html' title='12.37am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5186763186461078843</id><published>2009-06-30T02:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:35:15.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5.54pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This week so far, has been hell-ish. One bad hair day after another. The horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went back to school yesterday. And Darren made fun of my storyboarding assignment thing in class. SO WHAT IF I WRITE 'OMG' TOO MUCH. He wouldn't stop going 'OMG!!'. Sadded. HAH. Found out that I'm like, behind everyone in PRSP. I don't understand the lessons anymore. I got 38/50 for my PRSP term test though. Not bad. After school was fun though. Met Ranjeet and we went to buy my Bedhead Smalltalk thing and then we went to Simei to ber-eighteen chefs. It was really nice. :) And I wrote 'ABEYH ASAL?' and 'KIMEK' on their fridge LOL. Then we went to Popular and OMG AHAHAH RANJEET, YOU FREAK. Fucking hilarious, she wants to join her school's talent show and she wants to sing the Cantonese song that Popular was playing at that point of time. LOL And she could even get backup dancers. Went to Giordano after that to get 3 tees cause I was planning on getting the Yoghurt shirts (Changed to 'Timmy shirts') printed out. 3 for $21. Can lah can lah. And then we went home. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was horrible. Urgh. I know I've been pretty useless for the INCG project thing, but Wen Fu was really irritating LOL. Whatevs. Went for our break after that. Kean, ML, Charlton and Wen Fu decided to join us. Oh, joy. Saw Hisyam and I even waved at him but I think he ignored me AHAHHAAH. Ate, and then Wen Fu told me to go back up to the labs and print out the questions for our board game. He gave me such a fucked up face. Y'know, the face that says 'YOU FUCKING DIPSHIT, YOU PISS ME OFF SO MUCH'. Whatevs. Went up with Larry (THANKS LARRY!) and we got the questions printed out. And then we went back down and re-joined the guys. Then Kean let me play the Gundam game on his laptop LOL fun. He totally underestimates my knowledge of anime. Hmph. INCG lecture was, interesting. Ok not really LOL. I KEEP FALLING ASLEEP IN LECTURES. I should like, tape my upper eyelids up. Zhengyi scared the crap out of me. He sat behind me and he recently rebonded his hair so, his fringe's really long and straight. And apparently he was sleeping or whatever. And the first thing I see when I turn my head around is his hair in my face. SEIZURE LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we went for another break.  Went to the library and Tricia showed Larry and I her WDS proposal (WHICH IS DUE ON THURSDAY. LARRY, SHERMAINE AND I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED ON IT. FUCK.) and it seems simple enough to do. IT'S JUST THE CONCEPTS THAT WE HAVE TO DRAW OUT AND COLOUR IN. Wtf too complicated. But Tricia's gonna send me her proposal so that I can refer to it. THANKS TRICIA!! :') WDS lecture after that was, pleasant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to TMall after school. Took a bus with Larry and then I walked to TMall. Alone. :( Went to the shop to pass them the shirts and have them printed out. Like, wtf, $20 per shirt + it can only be handwashed. Today was my only free day to like, go and get the shirts printed out, so I just accepted. $60, gone, just like that. And I don't even think the graphic'll be huge. The uncle told me it'd be A4 sized. I think that's pretty tiny. Whatevs. We'll just have to wait and see then won't we? Saw Khai, Shaf and Ben + Khai's friend on the way back home. I was actually going to text Khai during school to ask him if he'd want to follow me to TMall. But I completely forgot to text him LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel really insecure lah omg I want to cry LOL. I'm too fat, my hair's to flat and I'm too ugly. WHY AM I STUCK WITH ALL THESE QUALITIES OMG. And I really think the shirts are gonna come out looking like crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5186763186461078843?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5186763186461078843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5186763186461078843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5186763186461078843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5186763186461078843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/554pm.html' title='5.54pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5957553845474151934</id><published>2009-06-27T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:15:52.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.27pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SkY5wvK50UI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GNmAF8Igeow/s1600-h/Yoghurt+Shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SkY5wvK50UI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GNmAF8Igeow/s320/Yoghurt+Shirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352028716635115842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Doesn't look that bad huh. Maybe except for the words LOL I'm too lazy to lasso the letters out one by one. If you haven't noticed, that character's been based on one of Ranjeet's characters, Midzi-Bot from her comic called 'The Adventures Of Nads Frigger And Midzi-Bot'. LOL. He's supposed to be a cyborg of happiness AHAHAH. Gave him human skin on his face because no one wants a grey face. AND HE SHALL BE CALLED TIMMY FROM NOW ON. And this is what I look like while thinking about how awesome the shirt is going to look like printed out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SkZFk0UkJdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hKJFZKfarK8/s1600-h/MIDZI!+webcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SkZFk0UkJdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hKJFZKfarK8/s320/MIDZI!+webcam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352041705998919122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5957553845474151934?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5957553845474151934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5957553845474151934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5957553845474151934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5957553845474151934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/1127pm.html' title='11.27pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SkY5wvK50UI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GNmAF8Igeow/s72-c/Yoghurt+Shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7051811400394337849</id><published>2009-06-26T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:53:18.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.46pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SkTsb3ZbfzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dC9YnZFDYoI/s1600-h/wfwqfqegq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SkTsb3ZbfzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dC9YnZFDYoI/s320/wfwqfqegq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351662220694224690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad for a first try!!! The colour's horrible, I know. I can't be bothered anymore LOL DAMN TIRING. Even the font is original! Ranjeet made it LOL WE CALL IT, THE 'RANJEET FONT'. I know it's amateurish, so shut up LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Please give up on trying to make me stop typing 'LOL' so much. Thank you LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7051811400394337849?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7051811400394337849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7051811400394337849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7051811400394337849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7051811400394337849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/1146pm.html' title='11.46pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SkTsb3ZbfzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dC9YnZFDYoI/s72-c/wfwqfqegq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7337881228292224904</id><published>2009-06-23T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:12:15.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11pm.</title><content type='html'>OMG THE TEASER TRAILER FOR THE AVATAR, THE LAST AIRBENDER MOVIE'S OUT. I THINK I JUST JIZZED IN MY PANTS. SHIT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SvzWNxC3olE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7337881228292224904?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7337881228292224904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7337881228292224904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7337881228292224904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7337881228292224904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/1111pm.html' title='11.11pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6110888437638111022</id><published>2009-06-22T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:32:08.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4.07pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've got an extra week of holidays! Apparently, I'm not allowed to appear at school for 1 week cause I've been to Malaysia in the past week. I don't understand TP but as long as I have extra time to finish up VisLit and WDS assignments, you won't see me complaining. :) Ok, so, Jonathan says that we've been given an extra week to finish the typography thing + we have this storyboarding assignment. Urgh. I can't draw to save my life omg. + the whole INCG project thing. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH YEAH, last Friday was awesome. Took bus 293 to the interchange to meet Ranjeet and in the bus, I saw a primary schoolmate + BALQIS was there. YES, BALQIS LOL I didn't notice her cause I was too busy staring at this really hot chick sitting in front of her LOL SORRY BAL. Sat beside her after that and we spoke. :') I miss Bal. ANYWAYS, met Ranjeet at Mac and we went to buy tickets + drinks cause the movie was gonna start in 2 minutes LOL. Monsters Vs. Aliens was fucking hilarious. AND it was in 3D!!! HILARIOUS MOVIE + 3D = HEAVEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to LJS after that and we just sat there. Talking. LOL we stole used trays from the table beside us so we wouldn't get thrown out. After all that, went to NTUC to get us some salads + Ranjeet wanted to buy her shampoo. Freak. Bought the tickets for the Hannah Montana movie. Uh, I didn't like it. It was either HM or Drag Me To Hell. And I didn't want Ranjeet to see me in my 'I-THINK-I'M-GONNA-WET-MYSELF' mode, so, HM it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the movie, went to get tickets for Land Of The Lost. The movie was ok, but the atmosphere of the audience was so fucking terrible, I don't even know what to say. It felt as though the people sitting in front of us were replaced with mannequins, honestly. THEY DIDN'T LAUGH AT ALL, except for the parts that were related to boobs or whatever. +, lots of American humour so I guess most of us didn't understand a single thing. And there was this hideous couple beside me and they were making out. Yuck. I turned to look at their faces after they were done making out and OH. MY. GOD. I know I'm not very attractive (at all) BUT THEY WERE SO HIDEOUS, I THINK I THREW UP A LITTLE. +o(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I owe Ranjeet $5.50 + my HT shipping fee. I need cash. OH, the new bbycks shirts look really really nice. Can't wait for them to be released. 4 shirts would cost me about SGD160. I REALLY need cash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6110888437638111022?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6110888437638111022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6110888437638111022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6110888437638111022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6110888437638111022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/407pm.html' title='4.07pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-3616329388666448446</id><published>2009-06-18T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:18:59.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.18am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3072/2778282295_dd0da5266b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3072/2778282295_dd0da5266b.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Choose your favourite. Dibs on the easter bunny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-3616329388666448446?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3616329388666448446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=3616329388666448446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3616329388666448446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3616329388666448446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/1218am.html' title='12.18am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7224662396937566039</id><published>2009-06-18T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:09:55.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.09am.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, BUT I'M GETTING THE FEELING THAT PEOPLE ARE TOTALLY IGNORING ME. That is all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: It's obvious Santa doesn't exist, but we all know unicorns do. Common knowledge my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7224662396937566039?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7224662396937566039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7224662396937566039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7224662396937566039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7224662396937566039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/1209am.html' title='12.09am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-4644402138978592038</id><published>2009-06-17T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:13:16.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.12pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK HI I'M BACK. From KL. I gained 3kg. Fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wasn't that fun LOL. We took a coach there. The interior was horrible LOL green, red and white. WTF CHRISTMAS? It was hard to even TRY to sleep without puking LOL. + I had the irritating infection. Watched a few episodes of Friends on my laptop with Chinaman (brother) to pass the time. Met my eldest sis at the hotel itself since she lives somewhere in Malaysia, whatever LOL she shall be referred to as MLS (Malaysian sis) from now on. MLS lost weight. OH AND I HAVE  A NEW CATCH PHRASE. 'Must be a Malaysian thing.' LOL i swear, that phrase was so frequently used, i could be like Dexter and his 'Omelette Du Fromage'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, so, MLS lost weight. The bitch. Went to our rooms and like, took EVERYTHING out of our luggage and threw them around the room. Mmm, just like home. (Y) Pissed dad off AHHAHA i was panicking cause i couldn't find any of my clothes and i was imagining living 4 days of my life with the same pair of undies on. I searched everywhere and dad accompanied me LOL and in the end, my clothes were the in the luggage that was in my room. The first luggage that i 'searched' through. Went to Subway after all the unpacking. Went back to the room and watched some television. They have ESPN. ESPN = some sports channel. And ESPN was showing, get ready for it, A SPELLING BEE. YES, spelling's considered a sport!!! And surprisingly, it was really interesting LOL some poor kid got the word 'Mycenus', which kinda sounds like 'My Penis' LOL FUCKING HILARIOUS. Half the contestants were like, Indian kids and I bet, if someone gave them the word 'AWOIRHEWIBFASFB', these kids would still be able to spell it. Geniuses LOL. An Indian girl won the Bee and she was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, bought some typical Vans slip ons for only SGD18. LOL. Yellow and black, checkered. YAY YELLOW. Ate at Carls Jr. and we were stuffed. No wonder I gained 3kg. Fuck it. Was really self-conscious throughout the day. D: Don't really remembered what happened after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Times Square on the 3rd day and everyone went to that indoor amusement park save for me and MLS. There is NO FUCKING WAY I'm getting on some roller-coaster. So MLS and I ate at Sushi King. The conveyor belts were mocking me, and I couldn't resist. Devoured plate after plate OH THE HORROR!!!! D': And the bill went up to about a hundred RM. MLS paid for it LOL yay for responsible sisters! Then MLS and I went shopping for shoes. Saw an average pair of shoes that I kinda liked so I bought it. I paid for MLS's shoes too. YAY FOR RESPONSIBLE CHUBBY LITTLE BROTHERS. -.- While paying, I saw this awesome pair of colourful sneaks that looked totally swish, and it costed the same as the pair I was getting, but I ran out of cash so I didn't get it. I WANT TO CRY. :'(&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The last day was boring. Nothing happened. Had lunch at some place serving Indian food. 2nd sis and i had the batura and Chinaman had his prata. The prata looked different. LOL, must be a Malaysian thing. Found out that Dad hadn't slept at all before last night. LOL poor thing. AHHAHA. Went back to the hotel and waited for 2, cause that was when the (hideous) coach was gonna come get us i think. When it was around 2+, said goodbye to MLS cause she's going back to Sunway or whatever. Poor university students. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The ride back home felt really long. LOL arrived in Singapore at like, 7? Reached home at 8+. I miss the hotel already. Maryam actually cried when we reached home. LOL SHE WANTS TO GO BACK TO THE SWIMMING POOL. Heard she almost drowned. Creepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK, SO, I GAINED 3KG. And btw, the whole reason for this trip was cause dad said that he wants to bring us 'go eat food'. What I'm trying to say is that it's HIS fault I've gained weight. HAHAHAH blaming people is (Y). Today, I told dad I gained weight and he frowned at me. Wtf. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CAN'T WAIT FOR FRIDAY. Meeting Ranjeet and we're gonna catch 3 movies!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I kind of have the feeling that Peachcake's singer is gay LOL. Maybe it's just me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS: I heard someone use the word 'KOT' when I was in KL! Kot = Malaysia's 'Lah'. AHAHHAHA FUCKING FUNNY LOL IT'S PRONOUNCED AS 'COTE'. &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/2461524406282771275-4644402138978592038?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4644402138978592038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=4644402138978592038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4644402138978592038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4644402138978592038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/1012pm.html' title='10.12pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6782661495496110870</id><published>2009-06-12T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T04:28:15.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.25pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm leaving for KL tomorrow morning at 6.30am!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BYE BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6782661495496110870?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6782661495496110870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6782661495496110870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6782661495496110870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6782661495496110870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/725pm.html' title='7.25pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5430429282416903499</id><published>2009-06-06T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:54:12.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.51pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dad bought the Sony Ericsson W508 five days ago. And today he decided he didn't want it. So guess who he gave it to? ME. OMG VERY HAPPY LEH AHAHHAHA. (Chubbyjah is 10 and she had the cheek to say that she wanted it when YOURS TRULY received his first phone when he was 13 and a half) Went to my room straight away after that and locked the door and performed the ritual to transfer Annie's soul to the new phone's body. (Y) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok that's pretty much it, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH YES. We're leaving for KL next week. From the 13th to the 15th. My first overseas 'vacation' in 8 years. Yes, i haven't left the country in 8 years (excluding the geography field trip we had last year). Ok, NOW i'm done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5430429282416903499?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5430429282416903499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5430429282416903499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5430429282416903499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5430429282416903499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/1051pm.html' title='10.51pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1571909258433143011</id><published>2009-06-05T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:06:37.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8.08pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Term break's started and i'm glad that i'm not sick anymore BUT HAVE A SPLITTING HEADACHE. Nothing much has happened recently LOL i received a call early in the morning from ESSS. I need to go and get my O level certificate. Eheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took pictures of myself in my Cake Invaders tee to upload on the bbycks website. Really happy with how the pictures turned out LOL THANK YOU SUSANNE. Taking pictures with Susanne beats taking pictures with Annie. I still love you though Annie. As i was saying, pictures turned out really swish but i think i look very Malay LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw have you guys listened to Frankmusik's song, Confusion Girl? Excellent stuff, i could cry listening to that LOL but i prefer the album version to the music video version. I don't feel excited so if you're wondering why there aren't any sentences in FULL CAPS, you know why. Owl City's Strawberry Avalanche is AMAZING. Watched a video of his live performance. And it was pawsome. Meow? I SHALL MARRY ADAM YOUNG. AND MARRY ADAM YOUNG, I SHALL. And i will force him to dance for me all day (watch the video if you want to understand this). Found out that Unicorn Kid's 193.034cm. And he's currently 17. How can i marry someone that FREAKING HUGE?! (yes, i want to marry Unicorn Kid too. I am not retarded.) His remix of the new Pet Shop Boys single is (Y).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you haven't noticed by now, the above paragraph was typed out because the author of this blog had nothing to type out other then that. Thank you for reading and have an absolutely amazing day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;STRAWBERRY AVALANCHE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RDbguzrZap4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: NADS, IT'S OK THAT YOU DIDN'T WIN THE COMPETITION, (even though you used MY idea, THE JUDGES ARE IDIOTS) YOU SHALL STILL BE RANJEET, THE HOBO. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1571909258433143011?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1571909258433143011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1571909258433143011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1571909258433143011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1571909258433143011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/808pm.html' title='8.08pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8613666158949894182</id><published>2009-06-02T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:02:22.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.00pm.</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OVER. I AM HAPPY. Even though i am terribly sick. YOU CAN STOP CLAPPING NOW. Pffttt. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The easy papers were WDS + CMATH + INCG (yes, EVEN INCG). PRSP killed me. YES, I AM BLOGGING FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE. Yesterday was just horrible. Not only did i have my exams, i also had to deal with this killer flu. Spent about half the day rubbing my nose. I bet people were like thinking 'Wtf, this boy think he funny ah, put tomato on the nose' OK NVM, I GUESS MY HUMOUR RUNS AWAY WHEN I'M SICK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a 4 hour break in between papers. And we spent our 4 hours yesterday, after our WDS paper, (which was so easy i could cry. Really.) at the library. Kean and ML tagged along and OBVIOUSLY, all they + Kathleen could talk about was CNC3. I've never played the game, but just by listening to their constant SHOUTING (yes, they shout. Over a game. A computer game), i don't think i'll ever even want to play the game. Sat at the carrells and to my left were Kean, ML and Kathleen, shouting about CNC3 and to my right, Shermaine, on her phone talking to her boyfriend. AND I BET, TO THEM, I WAS JUST SOME FAT TISSUE-STUFFED KID TRYING TO SLEEP WHILE SNEEZING. Larry, Sophia (Macho Sabun) and Tricia were at the other side. Larry slept (well, TRIED to, at least LOL WHO IN THE WORLD CAN SLEEP WITH PEOPLE SHOUTING 'NO, PUT THE TIBERIAN SPIKES OVER THERE SO THAT MY ARMY CAN EASILY SUPPORT YOURS' RIGHT BESIDE YOU?), Sophia watched her Pokemon anime. And yes, Sophia is my 20 year old Malaysian classmate (KEYWORDS: 2o, YEAR, OLD) LOL and Tricia, uh, i don't know what Tricia did. I officially hate the library now. CMath paper after that. Easy. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt a bit better today. Was really nervous about INCG early in the morning. But the paper was so easy. Oh yes, speaking about the INCG paper, read this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tummycakes says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*EH AHAHAH EH. I HAVE THIS CLASSMATE, THIS GUY NAMED YONG SENG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*And the first question for INCG was, 'What GENRE did Doom help to popularise' right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*AND YONG SENG GO AND PUT '3D WOLFENSTEIN' AHAHHA I WAS TRYING NOT TO LAUGH WHILE DOING THE EXAM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Then the second question was something like 'Give a modern example of the genre'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*THEN HE GO AND PUT 'MMOGs'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Wtf?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, my classmate. Confirm fail. Not trying to be mean (even though i definitely came off as 'mean') but i really really don't think he's cut out for this. We could help him ah, but, i get really irritated whenever he speaks to me. I know it's not his fault. Even though he DOES stay back in school everyday to study till 7pm. O_O What for stay back till that late if you couldn't even answer the simplest of questions. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTE: 3D WOLFENSTEIN IS AN OLD FIRST PERSON SHOOTER GAME. He gave an example when the answer was 'First Person Shooter'. And MMOG = Massively Multiplayer Online Game. And the answer was supposed to be a modern example of an FPS game; i.e. Counter Strike, L4D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so spent our 4 hour break at ITAS. And this time without ML or Kean so Kathleen didn't shout at all. LOL. Spent most of the time just talking about things LOL MY FRIENDS ARE FUNNY PEOPLE. :') Showed them my impersonation of a caveman and of a retarded person AND of a retarded caveman. LOL we even made fun of certain people in the class. And Tricia's damn sweet lah for helping me buy my food. Thank you Tricia! And Larry's really funny/lame/LUNNY(?). And Shermaine and Macho Sabun are the best too. KATHLEEN TOO OMG I SHAN'T FORGET YOU. I like good company. (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went up for the PRSP paper. Tried to convince Larry and Shermaine to leave ALL their answers as '3D WOLFENSTEIN' but both of them didn't want to. Sadded. The paper was, hard. Even though it was an open book test. I didn't study for it at all so i didn't expect it to be easy breezy (beautiful? COVERGIRL LOL) like the other papers were. But oh man, was it hard. Did all the questions except for the 'loop &amp;amp; while' question + there were missing parts in my answer for the question before the 'loop &amp;amp; while' question. So, bye bye to 7 marks. BUT, AIYAH, NVM, THE OTHER PAPERS WERE EASY. OH, AND I FORGOT. I brought a WHOLE tissue box to school. Eh, 200 sheets ok, don't play play. Brought it to my seat during both papers. And Syirah didn't think i'd bring it AHAAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: DANIELLE, NADS'S FS FRIEND, IS REALLY NICE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2461524406282771275-8613666158949894182?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8613666158949894182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8613666158949894182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8613666158949894182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8613666158949894182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/06/700pm.html' title='7.00pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8365232461927237892</id><published>2009-05-29T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:09:15.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.08pm.</title><content type='html'>TERM TEST WEEK IN 2 DAYS. I AM SCARED. I think i might fail INCG. I can't POSSIBLY memorize every single thing. Got the hang of WDS. CMath too. PRSP's gonna be an open-book test. THANK GOD. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck!! T^T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8365232461927237892?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8365232461927237892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8365232461927237892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8365232461927237892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8365232461927237892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/1008pm.html' title='10.08pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1229407307223701271</id><published>2009-05-26T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:16:41.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.16pm.</title><content type='html'>This week so far has been really, disgusting. I've had 2 Grey Days in a row. I can't handle another one. Just been so so negative as of late. People say i'm not fat, but chubby. I kinda agree to some extent, like, i don't mind my grandaunt calling me 'Si Montel' but i think i'm really fat and uh, chubby at the same time SHIT I CAN'T DECIDE. AIYAH, FAT LAH FAT LAH. Everywhere i go, i feel like as if everyone's staring at 'protruding' lumps of fat on my body or something. + my hair's really ugly. Seriously, SERIOUSLY ugly. It looks so flat and disgusting. I want to trim it. Or just shave off all my hair and wear a brown paper bag with holes on it over my head to school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week's term test week. CMath isn't that hard but it's pretty hard to apply. WDS is ok, got the hang of HTML. Just need to memorize the definitions and etc. PRSP. Urgh. I'm glad it's gonna be an open book test. INCG. Wtf, i don't even know what to study, so i'm just going to read the lecture notes. Please wish me luck. D':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i've been kinda down as mentioned in the 1st paragraph. And somehow, i'm making fun of other people to make myself better. So Tricia, i'm really sorry. I don't mean any of the hurtful things i said about you, i really don't. You just remind me of 3 of my ex-classmates (who happen to be of your height). I just really miss them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Hisyam this morning (Hisyam's been down too, BUT HE HAS NO EXCUSE BECAUSE HE ISN'T FAT AT ALL) cause he wanted to pass me the bbycks stuff. Thank you Hisyam!! :') The stuff made me feel a bit better, but then the thought of me lugging around 2 bags made me feel all eeewy again. LOL. And i sat with Syirah and her friends (WHO I DO NOT KNOW AT ALL) during the WDS lecture and whoa, it was so awkward for me. I felt so out of place. Like, too fat, cannot fit in. Literally LOL. But she's a nice mama pundek. Her friends too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RANJEET'S NEW COMIC (uploaded on kissesforgeekz.lj) MADE MY DAY, SERIOUSLY. It made me laugh for about 3 minutes straight. :'D Thank you for making an awesome comic. (EVEN THOUGH MIDZI-BOT IS NOT IN IT. LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I am still feeling grey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1229407307223701271?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1229407307223701271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1229407307223701271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1229407307223701271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1229407307223701271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/1116pm.html' title='11.16pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8416621702844639121</id><published>2009-05-21T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T02:29:07.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.51pm.</title><content type='html'>IT'S FRIDAY. MY OFF DAY. Pawsome.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents are overseas. Maryam's sick. She puked on the couch last night. Eeeew. Guess who had to clean it up? (EDIT: CHUBBYJAH CLEANED IT UP. Even though she's extremely lazy LOL) The couch still stinks. +o( We've been ordering lots of fast food. Shit shit shit. I have to stop bringing money to school. Else, i'd be spending it all on food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so the CMSK project thing was a total success. Even though i suffered. BY DOING LOTS OF THE WORK. I brought most of the props too. Kean was irritating the crap out of me. So much talk for someone who didn't do anything except for saying 'Midzi, get the script done A.S.A.P'. He's lucky he only said that 3 times to me. If he said it one more time, i'd have strangled him A.S.A.P. Larry did the ppt, Charlton edited it and came up with research. Tricia tried to help me LOL + she brought one of the props. I'd hate it if Melanie gave us all the same marks. And why the fuck didn't she ask us 'So, i wanna know who did what.'. She asked Kathleen's group that question! Well, whatever, at least the presentation went great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm beginning to understand CMath and PRSP. (Y) WDS still irritates the crap out of me. Yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'VE BEEN SAYING 'MAMA PUNDEK' ALOT LATELY AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. I don't even know what it means! If anyone knows, please tell me. Thanks in advance! And i've been singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star with the Indian accent. I don't wanna come off as racist or anything but the video Hisyam showed me (of the Indian lady singing TTLS) was hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i'm kind of trying to make friends with the people from the other classes. Poly life's gonna be boring if i only have 1 group of friends, so why not get to know the other people? :) So, through Ash, i met Syirah. And i already know Wei Jie and Redha from Joshua's class. Syirah's really nice LOL SHE'S A GAMER (WoW, don't play play) + SHE'S PAKISTANI. Pawsome (Y). And Redha's kind of changed. He's much easier to talk to + he's a bit bitchy LOL. Wei Jie's the same old Wei Jie. Boring LOL NO, JUST KIDDING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't noticed, i'm trying to not type 'OMG' anymore cause i think i overuse it and therefore it makes me seem pretty much, well, gay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i want a PSP. It's like, everywhere i go, i see people taking out their PSPs. THIS IS A SIGN. I SHOULD GET ONE TOO AND NAME HER SIERRA. Sierra's a really nice name. (Y) SIERRA FTW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8416621702844639121?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8416621702844639121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8416621702844639121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8416621702844639121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8416621702844639121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/251pm.html' title='2.51pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-3747376522644713816</id><published>2009-05-18T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:14:33.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.09pm.</title><content type='html'>School's been really irritating LOL. Sorry for the lack of updates.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, i usually don't have school on Fridays, but last week was 'special' cause we had to do some INCG thing LOL at the Safra. Skipped prayers for it. No, we weren't there to play COMPUTER GAMES. We were there to play BOARD GAMES. Played Mumbo Jumbo and Perfect Sense for 3 fucking hours urgh. LOL but it was kinda fun. I just don't see how people can get competitive over board games. -.- The food there were fucking overpriced but i still bought a cold burger anyways LOL it was nice, but i'm not used to eating cold burgers. Yes, ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i had the Basic Photography Workshop thingy on Saturday and i was supposed to be at the Cyber Centre with Kathleen by 2. But i kinda woke up late and so, we were a bit late LOL. Borrowed my dad's Lumix DSLR which shall go by the name of Susanne from now on. We were seperated into groups (NOOO!! KATHLEEN! D:) and each group had to like, go around campus taking pictures. The people in my group're real cool. Each group's group leader is a senior. So, anyways, at the end of the outing thingy, each group had to choose 2 of the best pictures. And we decided to choose a picture of me taken by our group leader (LOL CHUBBY CHEEKS). And then the leaders presented the pictures on the HUGE projector screen thing and this was where my day took a turn for the worse. When the picture of me came on, this row of Malay guys DIRECTLY behind me said 'EH! GAY!!'. And then one of them said 'SHH!!!'. I turned around and gave them a ' : / ' face cause i was really hurt LOL YES, I HAVE FEELINGS, THANKS FOR WONDERING. I was like, depressed. But Kathleen actually went out of her way to comfort me omg i fucking love my classmates. :') They're all so nice. So, got home and i was cheered up thanks to Kathleen. Then i had some late night conference with Ranjeet and Ash (MOTHER ASH FTW) and that really made my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was, boring. Spent most of my day drawing and colouring for the 101 Image thing. I HATE drawing omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised something. I ALWAYS smile widely (showing teeth, mind you) + wave wildly at people i recognize. And i USUALLY only receive a pathetic smile back LOL. Abdillah was the worst omg i waved at him and smiled widely and all i got back was a 'hmph' kind of face + a wave. Wtf LOL nvm, at least he acknowledged me! :') SO FAR, only Sabrina, Hisyam and Heather are the only one's who've smiled at me and waved at the same time. I am deeply touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was, kinda ok. VisualLit class wasn't horrible. Daren (Tutor) says my colouring skill's are good!! *(H) MOMENT* Brought Susanne to school cause i thought we were gonna take pictures. LOL apparently, we're supposed to take pictures during our spare time. Whatever lah urgh. Had breakfast I LIKE CHICKEN RICE. And then 'camped' at the library. Then PRSP. Antonio didn't take us even though i saw him during the break. He is afraid of us. :) So some random dude filled in and i, Muhammad Tirmidzi Bin Zulkifli, paid attention in PRSP class for once. I think i'm kinda getting the hang of Java. :') After that was CMSK discussion at the library. Poor Charlton, his laptop's going crazy. Had dinner at Mensa. My 'first' time consciously buying from a non-halal store. But i bought the salad! D: It was good. And healthy. Now i feel guilty. GOODBYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-3747376522644713816?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3747376522644713816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=3747376522644713816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3747376522644713816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3747376522644713816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/1009pm.html' title='10.09pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6425976104220122679</id><published>2009-05-13T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T06:19:04.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.18pm.</title><content type='html'>Ok i haven't blogged in quite a while. Whatever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, last Friday, went back to ESSS for the Speech Day thing, BUT, none of us were allowed into the school compound. Fucking idiots. Got angry at that and i went to Macs and caught up with the 4E2 people + Faiz. :') Irsyad's such a nice person, he donated blood. I didn't know there were people out there who still cared. And Yana's gotten braces. Fariha's still as awesome as ever. LOL Helmi's kinda like, mat-ish but he's really nice. I thought i looked really fat though. :/ So in the end, none of us actually got into the school. Didn't get to see all the juniors. OH YES, gave Danny one of the moustaches Ranjeet gave me. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was AWFUL. The worst day of school so far. It was dull throughout the day i swear, i could've asked Tricia to kill me. Just thinking about Monday's making me feel really, uh, UN-Midzi-ish. Tuesday was kinda fun actually. Went to Tampines 1 after school with Larry, Taqinah and their friend, Rui Xue or something like that LOL she's really nice. I APPLIED FOR AN EZ LINK CARD OMG OMG OMG I FINALLY DID IT. :') I think i'm the LAST poly student in Singapore to apply for my ez link card. Had a pretzel and went to the pasar malam. OMG I FUCKING LOVE PASAR MALAMS. But this one's kinda pathetic. Bought food and went home and on the way home, met Abang (of all people) so we took the same bus together. I am seriously starting to hate ALL my subjects. (Except for INCG of course) Web design's such a bore, i don't understand PRSP cause i don't understand whatever the tutor's saying. And CMath is so fucking dull. CMSK, uh, i've got a neutral feeling towards it LOL but the tutor's so darn funny. Ok whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY WAS FUN. WORE MY CUPCAKE SHIRT. I like cupcakes. Ok, so FINALLY brought my laptop to school. :') Got it configured and now i'll at least have something to do during my breaks! I keep seeing Tiara, her friends and Nisa ALL the time. LOL i'm starting to get bored of them (OK, NO). I'd like to see some other familiar faces!! OH YES, saw Syam LOL. Bought turquoise earpieces and i am seriously fucking happy. Seriously. Nothing makes me happier then bright colours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after school, hung out at ITAS with Larry, Kean and Rui Xue. Was gonna meet Ranjeet (FOR THE FIRST FUCKING TIME) after that at TMall. LOL but i kinda left the school compound late so Ranjeet had to wait for me for about 20 minutes. SORRY RANJEET!! Met her and omg, i was totally comfortable around her. I think i talked alot LOL. Went to Popular to get my drawing pencils and colour pencils for VisualLit (eeeew) and then we had dinner at LJS! We talked. Like normal LOL AND I'M SORRY FOR MAKING YOU LINE UP TO BUY THE FOOD!! D: My feet were killing me so please understand. We talked about people and stuff. SHE EVEN LENT ME MONEY TO BUY FOOD. Ranjeet = (A). And i'm sorry for making fun of the way you talk, i mean like, i'm not out to embarrass you or anything, but i couldn't resist LOL sorry! She couldn't finish her food so i ate (devoured, whatever you want) it for her. :') Went home after that BUS WAS FUCKING CROWDED. And here i am! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, I SHALL GO SHARPEN MY PENCILS. TALK TO YOU WHEN I TALK TO YOU!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6425976104220122679?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6425976104220122679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6425976104220122679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6425976104220122679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6425976104220122679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/918pm.html' title='9.18pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6189757764166739560</id><published>2009-05-06T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:07:28.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.23pm.</title><content type='html'>I'VE FINALLY GOTTEN MY HT STUFF THANK YOU SO MUCH SYA FOR MEETING ME AND THANKS RANJEET, FOR YOUR MOUSTACHES! Met  Sya near Tampines1 and after getting the stuff, i walked home. Yes, you read it right, WALKED. I know you must be thinking 'Since when'd Midzi ever decide to walk home from anywhere?'. I only have this to say to you, 'You know me too well.' &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i got home, i barfed. I WAS SICK YESTERDAY!! Most of the stuff were in L, with the exception of 3, which were in XL. LOL i can't wear the XL shirts at all. Too fucking huge. Like parachute lah knn. Ahahaha gonna get 'em altered or something. I VERY HAPPY THAT MOST OF THE SHIRTS COULD FIT ME!! They're a bit too long, but i think it'll still look nice ahahah. *WISHFUL THINKING* The tote bag looks really really cute lah omg. I like. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wore the Mayday Parade shirt today and i think i looked fine. Saw Ash in the morning. Come to think of it, i saw LOTS OF PEOPLE I RECOGNIZED TODAY! No, not my classmates. Idiot LOL. Saw Hisyam twice (paid for my bbycks stuff while i was at it), saw Heather LOL VERY FUNNY OMG. Was at the library with Tricia, Larry and Shermaine and when i looked at the elevator, inside was someone who looked really familiar. And then she started waving at me so i waved at her, then the elevator doors closed. And they opened again LOL THEN I HEARD HER SAYING 'EH, MY FRIEND!' wtf LOL very retarded ah then the doors closed again ahahah. I only realised it was Heather after the elevator doors shut the second time. Aahhaha. Saw Faiz (PRSS). Saw Prissy and Xin Yu (saw both twice actually). Saw Elton (twice) and Yu Han. Saw Glenn. Saw Wei Jie and Redha (the fuck am i talking about, they're in the same course as me). OH, saw Tiara! Saw her friends Rachael and Sok Yee (very nice people). Saw Tiara's cousin (twice). LOL i spent A LOT of time today waving at people. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out with Kathleen after school cause we were waiting for the Visual Central briefing to start and stuff. Waited at the Design canteen for like an hour +. LOL she's so darn passionate about gaming. Really, she picked the perfect course. Can't help but envy her. :') Met Ash after that and the 3 of us went to LT25. LOL sat down and Kathleen immediately said to me 'I hope this CCA isn't full of LIES like our course.' OMG SHE VERY STRAIGHTFORWARD. She actually said 'lies' loudly LOL THEN I COULDN'T HELP BUT LAUGH OMG AHAHHAAH SHE'S QUITE FUNNY ACTUALLY. Though she may not look it. Ash kept hitting me. Just cause i'm like, 1/12 deaf LOL. Saw Elton and Yu Han LOL YU HAN. :') Elton's really fit. Damn, i very jealous. The briefing was, ok. Signed up for a basic photography course with Kathleen and Ash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, i ate ALOT of food today. Fuck lah. Chicken rice, carbonara, a slice of apricot pie and a few small pieces of fish. Fuck. Larry ate alot more though ahahahha. I gained a kilo. I should stop spending money on food. AND I THINK I SHALL BRING MY LAPTOP TO SCHOOL TOMORROW. But i'll have to check my timetable first. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: OH YES, I SAW TAQINAH TOO. :D And i won't be bringing my laptop tomorrow. Only an hour's break. Pffttt.&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/2461524406282771275-6189757764166739560?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6189757764166739560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6189757764166739560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6189757764166739560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6189757764166739560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/923pm.html' title='9.23pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8381006056583629059</id><published>2009-05-04T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:44:34.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.35pm.</title><content type='html'>My predictions came true. Storyboarding class really DID suck!! Sat beside Sophia and Shermaine. (Y) Really cool people. LOL We were given a 1 hour lecture by Daren (tutor) and i kept like, rolling my eyes cause he's sometimes really irritating. Urgh. I fucking hate the black square exercise AHHA and the next one's gonna be tougher. We have to draw like, a 100 different images of a single topic. I think i'm gonna choose Aliens &amp;amp; UFOs. (SPACE SQUAD FTW) And i am confident that everyone in class hates me LOL. I seriously couldn't stop whining and complaining. I'M REALLY SORRY!! D: Daren at one point said i reminded him of Adam Lambert and i'm like, thinking in my head 'Wtf, how can you compare someone as awesome as Adam to a chubby peasant like me.' Then the class stared at me i thought i was gonna die. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch was HORRIBLE AHAHAHAHA THERE WERE NO SEATS LAH OMG. I was standing up most of the time and we had to take turns sitting down wtf. But it's ok, at least i had my seafood lasagna. I think CY thinks i'm weird. He keeps staring at me like he's observing me or something. :/ I don't know if i'm just being paranoid or whatever, but i think SOME of the guys in class don't like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YES. Speaking about the guys in my class, ZI YI MADE ME LAUGH AT HIS EXTREME NOOBNESS AHHAHAHAHAH DAMN FUNNY LAH OMG. During storyboarding, most of us were excused from class to go and enlargen our A4 papers to A3 sizes. The photocopy room place is at block 8 or something like that and that's like, the building next to us. After Shermaine and I enlarged our papers, we saw Zi Yi entering the lift at block 8 when we're supposed to be taking a lift at block 3. I didn't really give it much though till i saw him coming down the 4th storey stairs. THAT MEANS HE TOOK THE LIFT TO THE FLOOR ABOVE HIM AND HE LEFT THE LIFT AND WALKED DOWN THE STAIRS. AHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Then he was like 'Wrong building *shy face*.' AHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Programming class after lunch was really, boring. I'm not saying Antonio is a bad tutor, but his English is SO GODDAMN HORRIBLE, i have to put in alot of effort to just process one sentence from him. Zhengyi sat beside me and he was like 'Tsk'-ing throughout the lesson LOL i bet he didn't understand what was going on. Zhengyi's actually a friend on Myspace but i really don't talk to him cause he intimidates me. He knows both Sabi and Phylicia. What're the odds? And we haven't really spoken to each other until just now when school ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhengyi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'So, d'you go to gigs?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Midzi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Uh, no. My mom's really overprotective. She thinks people do drugs at gigs. :)'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhengyi: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Are you good friends with uh, Sabrina then?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Midzi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Uh, not really.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very interesting, i know. I'm sorry, but you have no choice but to contain your excitement and just shut up and read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INCG labs are cancelled tomorrow and there is NO WAY i am going to school just for 2 lectures. So i'm definitely skipping both lectures. Shermaine too. YAY GOT FRIEND. AND GUESS WHAT. Sya says the HT stuff are already here in Singapore!!! I VERY HAPPY. Then she says her dad's probably gonna go to Sg Post to collect the package after work and he'll be back home at around 7pm. I don't care if it's 7pm or 10pm, i shall go and get the HT stuff. :') And Sya's mom says i can pay for the shipping cost in installments. FUCKING NICE LADY. OMG I REALLY REALLY LOVE HER FOLKS. And on a separate note, I have to pay Hisyam for the bbycks stuff and he's decided that he doesn't want me to pay a shirt for him. He wants me to pay for 2 bracelets instead! That means i'm gonna have enough money to buy the pocket mirror AND the badges. THANK YOU SO MUCH SYA (AND FAMILY, YES RANJEET, YOU ALSO) AND HISYAM. These people have made me a much more happier person. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I forgot to blog about something that happened in programming class! We all know 'Tirmidzi' is a hard name to pronounce (well, to some). And EACH AND EVERY WEEK, i have to tell Antonio to call me Midzi. This week, he called me 'TRIMIDIZ'. Wtf. People laughed and i actually said out loud 'WHAT THE FUCK IS 'TRIMIDIZ'?! MIDZI LAH'. I bet he's gonna call me Trimidiz next week too. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8381006056583629059?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8381006056583629059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8381006056583629059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8381006056583629059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8381006056583629059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/1035pm.html' title='10.35pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8181557997620121325</id><published>2009-05-03T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:40:40.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8.40pm.</title><content type='html'>I AM HAVING SUCH A HORRIBLE TIME. I fucking HATE storyboarding omg i really want to cry. IT'S SUCKING OUT ALL THE CREATIVITY IN ME. D':&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now for, uh, happier news, Ranjeet has decided that Space Squad shall be the name of her line (I CAME UP WITH THE NAME. She was there to just confirm it's cuteness factor.). And we came up with so many ideas omg WHY MUST MY CREATIVITY ONLY SHOW ITSELF WHEN I'M NOT DOING SCHOOLWORK. :@ I have a really good good feeling about this. Sya's on board too. :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't feel like going to school tomorrow. And Abang's gonna buy Resident Evil 5 tomorrow. FINALLY. I FUCKING HATE ZOMBIES, but i really like the game LOL. I AM SHEVA, MISTRESS OF RIFLES. Ok whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am NOT, i repeat, NOT, looking forward to school tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8181557997620121325?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8181557997620121325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8181557997620121325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8181557997620121325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8181557997620121325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/840pm.html' title='8.40pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-3110823306251538437</id><published>2009-05-01T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:53:20.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8.39pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SfrwseL8wUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lE5AprTNCL4/s1600-h/Midzi-Bot+Puki+Mak+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SfrwseL8wUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lE5AprTNCL4/s320/Midzi-Bot+Puki+Mak+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330837755754496322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sfrs7zR7n4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/i7jrASw6PFU/s1600-h/Midzi-Bot+Abeyh+Asal+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sfrs7zR7n4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/i7jrASw6PFU/s320/Midzi-Bot+Abeyh+Asal+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330833621068259202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SYA + MIDZI = GODLIKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;P.S: I drew it and Sya coloured it. I'm so honoured she was willing to throw away 4 minutes of her life just to colour it. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-3110823306251538437?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3110823306251538437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=3110823306251538437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3110823306251538437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3110823306251538437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/839pm.html' title='8.39pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SfrwseL8wUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lE5AprTNCL4/s72-c/Midzi-Bot+Puki+Mak+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-9128878207901091663</id><published>2009-05-01T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:31:51.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5.18pm.</title><content type='html'>A NEW SONG has been added to the playlist. Give it a listen. Frankmusik is a fucking genius. Fell in love with the song when i heard the re-remixed version of the song which Frankmusik included in his BABYCAKES VS. FRANKMUSIK club track. Fucking addictive lah it's 16 minutes long LOL. And i was totally caught off guard when i heard a remixed version of a Does It Offend You, Yeah? song in the track!! VERY NICE, I SHALL CRY TEARS OF JOY NOW. :'D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, 2ND WEEK OF SCHOOL, DONE. Thank god i'm still alive. I think i'm really starting to get to know the class, save for a few guys. INCLUDING ZHENGYI, who i find intimidating cause he's really skinny and i'm, uh, not. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Commskills class yesterday was interesting. Learned about the various customs in various countries. LOL AND WE HAD A Q&amp;amp;A SESSION. I asked about the difference between Christians and Catholics and uh, Sophia and Kean kinda had an argument over it but they both tried to NOT appear angry. But it was obvious LOL and i felt really awkward. The only thought in my mind was like, 'I should NOT HAVE ASKED THAT QUESTION.' And i'm really embarrassed cause when Zhengyi and Weii Yeh's group asked 'Why do Muslim guys go to the mosque only on Fridays to pray?', i couldn't answer. LOL i really didn't know why! Nazri couldn't answer either!!! AHAHAHHA. They also asked 'Why do Malays have their weddings at void decks?'. AND BOTH ME AND NAZRI COULD ANSWER THIS. PRO. And Nic's group asked what i thought was a really weird question LOL they thought that Indians used coconut oil as a deodorant. -.- Yes, LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been spending more time chatting with the girls cause, as you all know, i feel more like myself when i'm with girl friends. SOPHIA IS A CHINESE MALAYSIAN AND SHE GOT AN A1 FOR HER MALAY. SLAP ME, SLAP ME NOW! She took 11 fucking subjects. Insane LOL. Found out that Shermaine took F&amp;amp;N too!!! But she got a C6. Ok ahaha and she got 17 points, like me. And i ALSO found out that my course is a 16 point course. Then i'm like, wtf. I couldn't get into B.C.S cause it was a 16 pointer. But how the fuck did i get into G.E.T?! Ok whatever LOL i like my course cause my classmates are nice. :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat beside Shermaine as usual for the CMath lecture and this time, instead of Charlton sitting beside me, Ming Liang sat there instead. LOL I COULDN'T CONCENTRATE CAUSE HE KEPT SHOWING ME RETARDED VIDEOS ON HIS PHONE. KNN LAH AHAHAH SO FUNNY. I've never seen so much crap in any 1 person's phone. Aahahah i liked the German Suplex Girl alot. Fucking hilarious. I didn't bring my lecture notes. So i had to keep on peeking at Shermaine's notes instead. And i even took pictures of the screen with my phone so that i wouldn't have to copy it down. Hey, it worked in tuition class last year, why wouldn't it work in poly? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE DECIDED TO BE A VERY NICE PERSON BY LETTING HISYAM ORDER A BBYCKS SHIRT FOR HIMSELF, ON ME. As a belated birthday gift and as a way of saying 'Thanks' for helping me order even though he doesn't know me that well. I've decided to get the bbycks tote bag even though i ordered a Crowded Teeth one from HT. NVM, I DON'T MIND HAVING MORE THEN ONE TOTE BAG. I just hope i'm not one of those people who were born to NOT wear tote bags LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-9128878207901091663?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/9128878207901091663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=9128878207901091663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/9128878207901091663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/9128878207901091663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/05/518pm.html' title='5.18pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1276989686238119185</id><published>2009-04-28T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:39:02.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.38pm.</title><content type='html'>OH YES, THIRD POST OF THE DAY. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the most frequently asked questions (FAQ LOL) i get are usually along the lines of 'What race are you?'. It is seriously very irritating. Yesterday in band, i think about 6 or so people asked me that and today, 2. Honestly, i can't say that i'm not flattered, getting mistaken for being in some other race, but i HAVE to be proud of my own race so acting like i'm Jamaican or Cuban or Scottish will only make me look like a sad little fucker. And it disgusts me when people tell me i'm not Chinese cause i don't speak mandarin or whatever. Like, COME ON PEOPLE, i have been Midzi for 17 years and i know him better then anyone. I'm typing in English right now. Doesn't mean we're English right? :) Well, can't blame people for being curious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: IT RAINED HEAVILY TODAY AT AROUND 1-ISH. That is all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1276989686238119185?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1276989686238119185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1276989686238119185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1276989686238119185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1276989686238119185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/1138pm.html' title='11.38pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7933850773263622666</id><published>2009-04-28T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:43:53.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.37pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY 17th, HISYAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SfcFiiNRdRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oq-PMl-8m3I/s1600-h/P180209_180601.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SfcFiiNRdRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oq-PMl-8m3I/s320/P180209_180601.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329734774872438034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've met lots of people, but you are, BY FAR, the bitchiest guy i have ever met. And hating the people you hate is honestly, really lots of fun LOL. Our tastes in music's pretty similar and whenever i find new songs/artistes, you're definitely one of the first people i think of sharing it with! And you're really really nice for offering to help me and i'm touched. :') (NOT 'TOUCHED' AS IN TOUCHED) And you even offered to help me order that Cake Invaders tee and i'm really really grateful! I AM. OK, SO, BASICALLY, i don't want you to be negative all of the time, y'know, with all that 'irritating-little-brother' action going on at home LOL. AND YOU ARE NOT UGLY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7933850773263622666?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7933850773263622666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7933850773263622666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7933850773263622666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7933850773263622666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/937am.html' title='9.37pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SfcFiiNRdRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oq-PMl-8m3I/s72-c/P180209_180601.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2505049738762805183</id><published>2009-04-28T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:30:42.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.30pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;School's been really retarded. LOL ESPECIALLY PROGRAMMING CLASS. Since when can tortoises speak? And where in the world d'you see a carousel in the middle of nowhere? Retarded. LOL. I STILL hate storyboarding class, even though the tutor's really fun. I really really can't draw. LOL HE CALLED MY SHEEP AN ETHIOPIAN SHEEP JUST CAUSE IT'S HEAD IS ENTIRELY BLACK. Whatever ahah. AND THEN AFTER SCHOOL ON MONDAY, BAND TUNE-INs. Omg i've really really lost my touch. I couldn't sustain a semibreve. Wtf lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Larry and Kean's 'Princess' LOL SHE IS HILARIOUS, WITH HER SIGNATURE LAUGH OMG AHAHAH. And there was only 1 available bass clarinetist position available and there was this St. Patrick's guy who was in the same boat as me, except that he's a St. Pat's boy and that he's ALMOST godlike on the bass clarinet. And he's obese. And he sweats ALOT when he plays. SO, being the kind and selfless soul that i am (WTF WHY DO PEOPLE KNOCK ON THE DOOR AND ASK FOR DONATIONS ALL THE TIME?! FUCK OFF LAH), i offered to fan him with the pieces of paper lying around. And at first, he was like 'Oh, it's ok lah it's ok'. But i persisted with the fan-ing. And then my wrist got tired so i stopped. And he was still playing. And the bugger actually used his free right hand to signal to me to fan him. It was kinda like the 'COME HERE!' hand sign using the entire hand thingy yes LOL not the Matrix one. And i was really pissed. But i fan-ed him anyways. The seniors were really nice leh. After the whole tune-in thing, i chatted with a couple of them LOL they made me laugh. :') And i'm sure i made them laugh too with all that sissy-like complaining about the fat guy. BUT I AM NOT GONNA GO FOR THE AUDITIONS. Cause i suck LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's only the 2nd week of school, and i've already gotten sick of nacho cheese. I didn't think i'd cave in this quick. Ok, had the Introduction To Computer Games class today (ITCG) and today's topic: First-person shooter games. I fucking hate this genre cause everyone who plays this is EXTREMELY competitive and i'm ALWAYS the one who ends up dying first. I hate that. And that's the same reason why i don't play Dota. We did some powerpoint presentation on Quake. AND OK, FINE, when i said 'we', i meant Chartlon, Larry, Kean and the new guy LOL i didn't do much. Just sat there chatting with people online. And then had lunch. LASAGNA this time LOL. And then had some ITCG lecture. Mario LOL. And then ANOTHER break and it was raining really heavily AND IT WAS REALLY COLD. Went to the library with Larry and Kean and honestly, these guys are really really nice, but sometimes i really don't know what to say to them. Like, very awkward. LOL. OH, CLEFFA'S EVOLVED INTO CLEFAIRY NOW I VERY HAPPY. :') And then we had the Web Design (WDS) lecture. Was sleeping half of the time. Very boring. AND THEN I WENT HOME. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2505049738762805183?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2505049738762805183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2505049738762805183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2505049738762805183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2505049738762805183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/930pm.html' title='9.30pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6005974305134444341</id><published>2009-04-24T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:53:35.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.51am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I swear, it is IMPOSSIBLE to feel anything BUT happy and warm whenever you listen to Owl City. It's kinda cool and yet very very creepy at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTALLY meaningless post. LOL. Read Rhel's latest blog post. Omg that kinda sounds like optimism. The thing i swear by. I know it's IMPOSSIBLE to be optimistic 100% of the time, but being an optimist overall-wise is good enough for me!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Survivor and omg i'm so glad that Sierra didn't get voted off. The rest're just bullies. I FUCKING HATE COACH OMG STUPID MOTHERFUCKER SHOULD JUST ROLL OVER AND DIE. And Tyson got voted off omg useless piece of trash LOL SIERRA'S SO SMALL AND TINY AND BLONDE AND NICE HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU TREAT SOMEONE LIKE THAT LIKE DOG POOP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND OH YAH, I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT I MET ASH ON WEDNESDAY! LOL first class was like, cancelled so i had a 3 hour break. AND YOU KNOW WHAT I DID IN THOSE 3 HOURS?! Pokemon Pearl HEEHEE. ^^V And then Ash wanted to meet me and omg LOL i was scared she'd die of fright from my disgusting eskimo-like appearance and she said she wanted to bring her friend and all i could think of was 'OH GREAT, 2 CASUALTIES. HOW DO I EXPLAIN MYSELF WHEN THEY FIND THE BODIES?'. And when she came she was like, talking. And talking. AND SHE SAYS I SPEAK LIKE A MAT OMG NO I DON'T. Both her friend, Syu and her thinks i'm definitely gonna be swarmed by minahs cause i'm a Malay-speaking Cheena boy. Whatevs. LOL. She was supposed to hand out fliers for the debate team and she stuffed them all into my file when i wasn't looking. Nice try Ash. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she said for a second she thought i was white. I AM CHINESE LAH OMG CHEENA CHEENA CHEENA. AND OMG IN THE SAME DAY, i took bus 8 home. And the bus driver started speaking to me in Mandarin omg WTF. I AM CHINESE AND I DON'T SPEAK MANDARIN. I SPEAK MALAY. But i sound funny when i speak Malay so, i refuse to speak in full Malay sentences. HMPH. And Faiz (4E1) was there and he's like, 15% Chinese? BUT HE COULD UNDERSTAND THE BUS DRIVER AND HE EVEN REPLIED IN PERFECT MANDARIN WTF WTF WTF. No wonder his Malay sucked! HE KNEW 3 LANGUAGES. And what's my excuse? 'Oh, i don't like speaking Malay cause i sound funny.' Pathetic. LOL AND I'M SUPPOSED TO BE CHINESE. Pffttt. So what i'm trying to say is that i hate it when people think i'm from a certain ethnic race and it's irritating whenever people stare into my face and talk to me in something i really don't understand. Just try talking to zebra. YES, NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: ABANG M, I AM GLAD THAT YOU FIND THE SARI LADY FUNNY. IF I EVER TAKE PHOTOS OF HER, I SHALL SHOW THEM TO YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6005974305134444341?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6005974305134444341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6005974305134444341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6005974305134444341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6005974305134444341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/251am.html' title='2.51am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-21901122181825676</id><published>2009-04-24T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:08:38.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4.35pm.</title><content type='html'>FIRST WEEK OF SCHOOL'S OVER AND DONE WITH. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't go for the orientation thingy before school started so i was like, a stranger in the class. It was SERIOUSLY hard to open my mouth and make friends. LOL but I think i've made  quite a few friends already! People in class are crazily nice. Well, the one's i've talked to anyway. Some of the guys i haven't spoken to never bother talking to me. They look at me for about 2.19072429 seconds (INFLUENCED BY RANJEET'S SENSE OF TIME) and then walk away. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I REALLY NEED SOME KIND OF HAND HELD MAP! I get lost WAYYYY TOO MANY TIMES. LOL so i had lunch with Prissy on Wednesday, couldn't stop talking. Told her LOTS of stuff and then an hour after that she left to find her karate boyfriend and then i had lunch with Syam and her friend, Shaf! YES, I HAD LUNCH TWICE. I hadn't met Shaf before that and she was already much MUCH easier to talk to then any of my classmates. LOL i ACTUALLY RETOLD ALL THE STORIES I TOLD PRISSY AND I HAD LIKE, A SORE THROAT AFTER THAT. Was actually supposed to have lunch with Hisyam and Heather, but Hisyam 'claims' he already had lunch. -.- AND THEN AT 4 I HAD A LECTURE. But i got lost (SEE?!) so i went back to ITAS to hang with Syam and Shaf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to school early on Thursday! (Y) When i found out that we had Social Etiquette (communication skills) class first, i thought 'Wtf, TP thinks we're all anti-social. -.-'. BUT THE TEACHER MADE THE CLASS SO FUN OMG I COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING AHHAHAHAHHAHAHA. Hope this class doesn't make me into a gentleman or whatever. I really love my vulgarities. AND I'VE FINALLY GOTTEN MY MATRIC CARD. But wtf, they put some hideous don't-have-a-clue-what creature's face on my card. Seriously fucking hideous so i went to the office to like, ask them why they used that picture instead of a picture of me, then the clerk said 'BUT THAT'S YOU WHAT'. Then i was like, 'EH, OH YAH OMG SORRY AH'. Ok kidding, this didn't happen LOL BUT THE PICTURE WAS REALLY UGLY! And the last lecture of the day was moved to today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i had to go to school today, for one stupid hour. CMath is really really disgusting. I sat there all confused and shit. Tried to copy off of Charlton but i remembered how hostile he gets from people trying to copy his work. I remember i got a whole sentence of 'Fucks' and 'Cheebyes' from him in sec 2 when i tried to copy his work. Traumatic experience LOL. So i just sat there and tried. Got confused a bit but i actually did it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I HAVE AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE, I ACTUALLY DID MATH ON MY OWN!!!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so anyways, i'm panning on eating ONLY nacho cheese during my breaks. I lurves me some Nacho Cheese. FORCED TRICIA AND KATHLEEN TO SHOW ME TO THE BOOKSTORE SINCE I'D GET LOST AND I'VE FINALLY BOUGHT MY PROGRAMMING BOOKS. (Y) They're both really really insanely nice. The 2 girls i mean, not the books ROFL. Thanks you guys! :') OH, and on the way to the bookstore, i signed up for the Photography Club AND the band omg i just decided to sign up for the Photography Club for fun BUT OMG WHAT IF THEY LIKE, GET REALLY REALLY MAD AND TAKE PICTURES OF ME TILL I EXPLODED OR SOMETHING. I think i signed up cause my dad's got like, a couple of DSLRs and i assumed that he's gonna share it with me. And then i realised 'OH!! Dad loves his DSLRs more than me sometimes!! There's no fucking way he's gonna share them with me!!'. So i'm gonna quit the photography club or COMPLETELY ignore it. LOL. When i signed up for band, i noticed that experience wasn't compulsory. There were band noobs who signed up and they wrote 'No experience' in the remarks section and one even had a 'liao' at the end. LOL. The guy asked me what instrument i played and he had the ^o) face so i'm guessing he thought i had no experience too. Pffttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i got Sya to order for me a tote bag on HT so i can use it for school, i won't have to rely on Abang's Yak Pak bag that's in this really boring black and grey colour. +o(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI: ^o) AND +o( ARE MSN EMOTICONS. Type it out to see what it is! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: OH YES, I HAVE TO WALK PASS A PARK EVERY MORNING TO GET TO MY BUS STOP SO I CAN GET TO SCHOOL. And on Wednesday, i saw an Indian lady jogging. IN HER PINK SARI OMG AHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2461524406282771275-21901122181825676?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/21901122181825676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=21901122181825676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/21901122181825676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/21901122181825676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/435pm.html' title='4.35pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-4415195338173952380</id><published>2009-04-22T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:24:16.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.22pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div id="displayresult" style="font: normal normal normal 0.8em/1.3em Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHAT, LOL. Tired, GOODNIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S: HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TO DANNY. (R)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Cute Monster Says Your Inner Demon is Frailty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecutemonstertest/monster-2.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a simply happy person. You still view the world with a childlike innocence.&lt;br /&gt;You have an easy going attitude, and you value harmony. You love freely and inspire others to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily beaten down by life.&lt;br /&gt;People think you're cute because you are optimistic. Your outlook on life is charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-4415195338173952380?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4415195338173952380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=4415195338173952380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4415195338173952380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4415195338173952380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/1022pm.html' title='10.22pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6535529088295718820</id><published>2009-04-21T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:41:41.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.41pm.</title><content type='html'>THERE WAS A POWER OUTAGE DURING THE WEB DESIGN LECTURE LOL the lights just went out all at once and i swear, my heart skipped a beat LOL. I had a lasagna today. LOL, they just popped it into the microwave oven and served it to me. -.- I HAVE TO MAKE MORE FRIENDS. I NEED MORE FRIENDS. But i am INCREDIBLY shy. HOW.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a total of 4 hours break tomorrow. What the fuck am i supposed to do in 4 hours. o_o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6535529088295718820?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6535529088295718820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6535529088295718820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6535529088295718820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6535529088295718820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/941pm.html' title='9.41pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-995671237412546373</id><published>2009-04-20T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:05:43.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8.18pm.</title><content type='html'>OK NOTHING MUCH, EXCEPT THAT SCHOOL WAS TIRING AND CONSISTED OF GETTING LOST AND SWEATING. I didn't make many friends either. When i saw Charlton was in my class, i froze. He was pretty irritating in sec school. I hope he's changed one way or another LOL. I had some visual literacy class which is kinda like storyboarding where you have to draw ALOT and i can't draw for nuts. I HATE drawing. Lol i'm more of a scriptwriting kinda person. I can't wait for some creative writing. (Y) Class was freezing. Texted Ranjeet and Ash throughout class LOL i have very weird friends. I tagged along with Charlton and his 2 friends and they wanted to eat at the Mensa 2 Foodcourt. Which is like pretty damn far + it isn't air-conditioned. WE COULD'VE EATEN AT THE FULL AC-ED IIT SCHOOL CANTEEN BUT NOOOOOOO, I DECIDED THERE AND THEN THAT FOR ONCE, I DIDN'T WANT TO TALK. Fuck it. Didn't eat cause none of the stalls there had the halal certificate + i wanna cut down on food. Just got my allowance, and i've already spent about $73 online. LOL Charlton doesn't 'eat'. He 'DEVOURS'. Seriously LOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL APPARENTLY, THE ORDER FOR THE HT STUFF DIDN'T GET THROUGH, AND WE FOUND OUT ONLY ABUT A MONTH AFTER RANJEET ORDERED. So Sya asked me to re-order. BUT AS USUAL, there's a good side to this cause i got to order the newer tees + Abang gave me some cash since i helped him order his AC/DC tee and a Joker one too. I'm ordering a total of 15 items, 2 of which are my brother's. Now all i have to do is wait for 2 weeks from now. :) I ordered a Chowder shirt. HEH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Hisyam but i didn't realise fast enough to call out to him. Oh well. Had some programming class which included basic animation after the break. LOL, retarded. Stupid talking bunny. Larry's kinda lame, in a good way AHAHHA we were just supposed to make the chicken (YES, NOT A TYPO, CHICKEN) come out from behind the tree and make it move towards the bunny and that was basically it but Larry made up an entire script. Had something to do with magic and the tree disappearing into thin air LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was released 20 mins earlier and then met Syam so that i could go and collect my Matric card. I miss Syam alot. :') Told her about school while waiting for my turn. LOL she's so fortunate. And like i've said for about a thousand times, the world really does hate me. My Matric card is in the IIT school's general office. So i waited for nothing. Irritating. Had brunch with Syam cause i hadn't eaten the ENTIRE day (was about 4 by then). Bought the sandwich from the sandwich machine (THE KIND THAT USED TO BE AT THE SYF CONCERT HALL THAT PLACE THERE AT TANJONG PAGAR). And it was goooood. We talked awhile and then she went to meet her friends and i went back home and that was basically my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED TO SLEEP OMG I NEED TO SLEEP.&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/2461524406282771275-995671237412546373?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/995671237412546373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=995671237412546373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/995671237412546373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/995671237412546373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/818pm.html' title='8.18pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7408885275821911053</id><published>2009-04-09T02:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T02:01:34.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5.01pm.</title><content type='html'>This is totally unimportant, BUT MY SNOVER HAS FINALLY EVOLVED INTO AN ABOMASNOW! My pokemon team is FINALLY complete. :') &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7408885275821911053?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7408885275821911053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7408885275821911053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7408885275821911053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7408885275821911053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/501pm.html' title='5.01pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-4265719175067800052</id><published>2009-04-06T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:00:08.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.21pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PAGE 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_myLWwZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uNdTn0cw008/s1600-h/img708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_myLWwZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uNdTn0cw008/s320/img708.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321565476484465042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PAGE 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_mvEMZCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_it4hVUg2Xw/s1600-h/img709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_mvEMZCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_it4hVUg2Xw/s320/img709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321565475649119266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PAGE 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_mdPWpII/AAAAAAAAAGg/afxc__5c42E/s1600-h/img714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_mdPWpII/AAAAAAAAAGg/afxc__5c42E/s320/img714.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321565470864090242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PAGE 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_mLZNgeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f5Jv1GJXpxs/s1600-h/img715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_mLZNgeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f5Jv1GJXpxs/s320/img715.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321565466073596386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All drawn by the FABULOUS Ranjeet! :) And i really don't care if you don't think they're not funny at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-4265719175067800052?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4265719175067800052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=4265719175067800052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4265719175067800052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4265719175067800052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/page-1.html' title='9.21pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sdn_myLWwZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uNdTn0cw008/s72-c/img708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-3071077045511863219</id><published>2009-04-02T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:49:23.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3.11am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY ATQH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SdULIgWWj7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/QXMb0W5m5P4/s1600-h/1_732409369l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SdULIgWWj7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/QXMb0W5m5P4/s320/1_732409369l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320170775558655922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, i have lots of weird friends (RANJEET). And every single time i think to myself 'LOL this person's really weird', I SUDDENLY GET REMINDED THAT THERE'S YOU, the WEIRDEST person i know! You, my weird weird friend, are the VERY definition of the word 'weird'. If you look up the word 'weird' in the dictionary i think you'd see Atqh's picture right beside it. So, now you have 15 years worth of experience in the complicated and scientific field of Weirdology, the study of EVERYTHING weird.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S: Please don't scold me for using that picture! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.S: THANK YOU HISYAM, for making me listen to Unicorn Kid omg i'm really in love with his sound. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-3071077045511863219?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3071077045511863219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=3071077045511863219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3071077045511863219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3071077045511863219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/04/311am.html' title='3.11am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SdULIgWWj7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/QXMb0W5m5P4/s72-c/1_732409369l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7614071423732945986</id><published>2009-03-30T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:08:40.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8.51pm.</title><content type='html'>I'M REALLY HAPPY. :')&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time yesterday, i didn't even know the next day was gonna be my band's performance (SYF). I felt kinda pissed off that no one even bothered to tell me or invite me. But whatever, i still decided to tag along and show my support for the guys, WHO DIDN'T TELL ME ABOUT THE SYF THING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met at Tampines MRT station at 10.02am. Alot of people were later. Even Syam, who's house is like, RIGHT NEXT TO THE MRT STATION, came late. Wtf right LOL. Took the MRT to Tanjong Pagar and waited for the tickets, even though they were only gonna start giving out the tickets at 12.30pm. IT WAS ALL DESMOND'S IDEA TO GET THERE EARLY. HAH. But nevermind, cause Danny let me play on his DS. COOKING MAMA 2. Damn fun really. I want to get that game! :') Oh yeah, Happiny evolved into a Chansey and then Chansey evolved into Blissey!! All that by just leveling up twice LOL. Extremely happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my current Pokemon are as follows: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Empoleon lvl 53&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luxray lvl 49&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clefable lvl 48&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vespiquen lvl 48 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drifblim lvl 48 and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blissey lvl 13 (LOL DRASTIC DIFFERENCE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my first 5 Pokemon are like, over-leveled. Now i just need to get a Snover, evolve it into an Abomasnow and my team'll be complete! I haven't gone on to the 7th gym yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK BACK TO BAND. We waited and waited. Lol i started to sweat. Urgh. But nvm, Cooking Mama 2 was the awesome-est. Ate at BK after we got the tickets MMMM i loves me some Mushroom Swiss burger! Went back, waited. Got into the performance hall and watched 2 bands perform. And then it was our turn. I almost cried LOL so so so good. :') FADDY HAS DEVELOPED THE THIRD LUNG, I AM SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!! LIKE, REALLY, I AM! After that was boring, you don't need to know what happened ahahahha. AND THEN RESULTS. SILVER. The band's only like, 10 years old. We've gotten 3 COPs, a Bronze and now a Silver. Was really proud of them! LOL Fad's borrowed bass clarinet was too tall so she had to bring along phonebooks so she can sit on them LOL lucky it wasn't obvious ahahahha. I thought they did really well though, like, better then the band before us, who got a Silver too. And oh yeah, they changed the uniforms. 1000% nicer then the old ones. Now it's really obvious that we're a military band. (Y) Oh yeah, Dinah told me she has a friend who likes reading my blog but i don't know who she is LOL I'M KINDA CREEPED OUT AND HONOURED AT THE SAME TIME! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back home with Tiara. Had to wait at Cheers first for her mom. Her mom went to pick up her dad's laundry (LOL AT TANJONG PAGAR?) and we took the MRT. My contacts were really really bone dry at that time and i think i almost slept, standing up. o_o Ahahaha saw Atqh at Tamp MRT Station, waiting for her friend. LOL SO POOR THING, she had to stand at one spot for like, more than an hour till her friend showed up just so she can go study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND YESTERDAY, i watched 3 really disgusting movies LOL. 28 Weeks Later, Grindhouse: Planet Terror and Cloverfield. I really hate zombies right now. I HATE zombies. Urgh, i want to puke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RANJEET! I WANT MY SONGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Return To Halloween Town is retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7614071423732945986?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7614071423732945986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7614071423732945986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7614071423732945986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7614071423732945986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/851pm.html' title='8.51pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5014740667331604616</id><published>2009-03-26T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:56:03.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.55PM.</title><content type='html'>RANJEET, CLICK ON THE MUSIC PLAYER'S PAUSE BUTTON A.S.A.P!!! I'm sorry but i really like this song! D: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5014740667331604616?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5014740667331604616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5014740667331604616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5014740667331604616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5014740667331604616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/955pm.html' title='9.55PM.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1083036631621995834</id><published>2009-03-25T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:38:47.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4.38am</title><content type='html'>I've been blog hopping to the Late Haikal's friend's blogs and it saddens me. So many wonderful words have been blogged about 1 single person, who's tiny actions haven't gone unmentioned. He really was loved by many. I wasn't close to him or anything but just knowing that there is one less good human being among us is enough to make me feel, i don't know, something. He will truly be missed. Not by few, but by many.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i'm kinda worried y'know? I mean, i'm not the nicest person out there. I wanna be remembered for the GOOD things that i've done! None of which i can think of right now LOL. OMG EEEEW I JUST RE-READ THIS POST UP TILL THE SENTENCE BEFORE THIS AND IT LOOKS LIKE ONE OF THOSE DISGUSTING 'I'M-DOUBTING-MY-SELF-WORTH' POSTS. OK, i'll stop here now before i barf LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I like my hair right now. It feels so short and soft AHHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1083036631621995834?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1083036631621995834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1083036631621995834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1083036631621995834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1083036631621995834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/438am.html' title='4.38am'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6042115194855149203</id><published>2009-03-23T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:15:30.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5.11am.</title><content type='html'>Yes, we all know life is short. Some shorter than others. Reality can be so scary sometimes. Let's all pray for Haikel Roslan, who's in a better place right now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:tahoma;font-size:13px;"&gt;Think of your last two kisses, were they with the same person?&lt;br /&gt;Never had a first kiss even. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ended up in jail, who would be most likely to end up in there with you?&lt;br /&gt;Princess Tiffany. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Epic Last Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing make up?&lt;br /&gt;Pimple cream isn't make-up right? ^o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go into public looking like you do now?&lt;br /&gt;NO LOL. Apek-ish singlet. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:tahoma;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be in a hour?&lt;br /&gt;Living room watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a big fan of thunderstorms?&lt;br /&gt;Only if i'm not the tallest thing around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;Optimism In Death. LOL that'd be a great title for a book someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your friends warn you about someone, do you listen?&lt;br /&gt;I sure do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can't you wait for?&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY. I wanna catch Drifloom but it only appears on a Friday! D: (Pokemon Pearl, please ignore if you don't like Pokemon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark hair or light hair in the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on their ethnicity i guess. But dark hair hands down for Asians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you kiss or hug anyone today?&lt;br /&gt;NO LOL. NO ONE WANTS TO HUG ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is on your bed right now?&lt;br /&gt;Pillow, bolster, blanket and *EHEM*, stuffed toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever throw up?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. Throwing up is painful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your last call from?&lt;br /&gt;I don't get calls often but my answer to that is Mom, Mom and Bal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy piercings and tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;I like piercings, but i have none. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Apek-ish singlet + shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be a princess?&lt;br /&gt;NO, believe me, i KNOW 2 Princesses and they are stuck up. They won't die either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;I Move It. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite pair of shoes?&lt;br /&gt;I only have one. I NEED MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Their bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were your last 3 texts from?&lt;br /&gt;SYA, SYA and Ranjeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your favorite hoodie?&lt;br /&gt;Black and white. Zigzag pattern ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you plan outfits?&lt;br /&gt;No. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your parents strict?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Irritating ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you rent movies often?&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you going to be with tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Princess Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow and bright blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the most recent thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:tahoma;font-size:13px;"&gt;OMG i really can't remember!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:tahoma;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;P.S: I CAN'T WAIT FOR CHOWDER TO START SHOWING HERE. Chowder is so cute. And there's gonna be a cartoon called 'Sushi Pack'. LOL I AM SOOOO GONNA WATCH THAT TOO. And the next time i order from HT, i'll make sure i get the Chowder shirt. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6042115194855149203?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6042115194855149203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6042115194855149203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6042115194855149203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6042115194855149203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-we-all-know-life-is-short.html' title='5.11am.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-448962721849638683</id><published>2009-03-22T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T08:37:13.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.33PM.</title><content type='html'>My hair's pretty short now! Met Sya at 3 near Yu Neng Primary. Apparently, i saved her from a family dinner thing she's supposed to have. 'Saved', cause Ranjeet tells me she's got minah cousins LOL. ZBB AND SGG. Got the whole thing done in a total of 3 hours. $138 gone. Just like that. Played Pokemon Pearl on the DS the whole time LOL. There was a cross dressing hairstylist too. He creeps me out. So fucking skinny. Hate skinny people. Got my hair trimmed too. I think i look younger. Actually wanted to go back home instantly cause i didn't want to sweat and stuff, but i changed my mind and decided to go to Ifah's birthday party thing. LOL. Because i love Ifah. :') IF YOU'RE WONDERING HOW OLD SHE'S TURNING, MY ANSWER WOULD BE 'FIVE'. Cause she was four last year. NO LAH, IFAH'S TURNING 17. SHE'S JUST SHORT FOR HER AGE! But we still love her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met the shemales (YES YANYAN, YOU ARE ALSO A SHEMALE. CELIA, well, no need to say already.) and other familiar faces. Grapes and her sis was there too. Khai, Lin, Rhel and the NCC guys too. Some people told me i've slimmed down. I recently gained weight, so i have no idea how that came about LOL. I don't think i've slimmed down, but if Celia says so, then i think i have! :') &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had MacDonalds at 2am. LOL. &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/2461524406282771275-448962721849638683?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/448962721849638683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=448962721849638683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/448962721849638683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/448962721849638683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/1133pm.html' title='11.33PM.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-6263220430939309704</id><published>2009-03-20T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T06:05:22.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8.59pm.</title><content type='html'>I JUST READ ONE OF RANJEET'S POSTS AND IT IS INCREDIBLY FUNNY. I shall do my job as official Joy Spreader of the world and i present you with, The Chronicles Of Twitteria: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);   font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;t0daee iie w0ke upp qquiite earliie w0rhx . b3causee 0f tht stuuuupiid cha0chiibyee fiirdaus larhhhhs , anyh0w messageee mii sayiinqq dunn0e wht shiiiiiiiiitttt l0rhz . thn iie berii berii piissed 0ff l0rh c0s ie justzxc w0ke upp thn g0rt dunn0e wht messageeee alr !!! ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn iie w3nt t0 th kiitchen &amp;amp;&amp;amp; saw miie m0therr makiinqq spaqqhettiiiiiieeee ! 0mfqq ~ miie FAV0URIITEZXCZXCZX ~ !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn h0rhhhhxz , iie l00ked iint0 th miirr0r &amp;amp;&amp;amp; saw miie chii0buzxzx facee , but miie frinqqe berii l0nqq ~ ! sh0 iie w3nt t0 g0 cut iit l0rhxz . n0w iie can SEEEEEE TH W0RLDZXCZXC . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn iie c0me 0nliinezx &amp;amp;&amp;amp; iie sh0 sh0ckedddd t0 see tht all miie qqans n0rt 0nliinee w0rhz ! ): &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; thn sudd3nly, 0mfqq Yanniinqqlurbbex came 0nliinee !!! sh0 happy nerhzxczxczx . chatt-ed fr a whiile &amp;amp;&amp;amp; thn iie askk3d her iif she iishhh free thiishzxc Sundaeeee bc0s thiishzxc Sundaeeeeeeeeeee , miie famiily g0rt dunn0e wht qqatheriinqq n0ns3nsee thn berii wasteee 0f tiimeeeee nerhhhhhzxc . sh0 iif she iish freeeee , we wiill hang0ut at bl0ck 109 &amp;amp;&amp;amp; sm0ke &amp;amp;&amp;amp; driinkk &amp;amp;&amp;amp; play cardzxc &amp;amp;&amp;amp; mak3 us l00k liike f00lssssss ! hehehehex sh0 fun nerhhhzxczxczx ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iif anii0ne iish freeee thiishzxc Sundaeeeee , plss call me alriites ? iie am desperateeee worhzxczx ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);  font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;IF YOU'RE NOT LAUGHING AT THIS, I AM SORRY TO HAVE TO TELL YOU THIS, BUT YOU ARE MENTALLY RETARDED. It's ok! Be strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;P.S: RANJEET IS ACTUALLY SYA'S SISTER AND RANJEET IS NOT HER REAL NAME. She's obviously just messing around. LOL. AND NO, I WILL NOT GIVE YOU HER NUMBER!! STOP HARASSING ME!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-6263220430939309704?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6263220430939309704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=6263220430939309704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6263220430939309704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/6263220430939309704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/859pm.html' title='8.59pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5454099042823563169</id><published>2009-03-11T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:23:24.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5.23pm.</title><content type='html'>OH YES, COUSIN'S WEDDING LAST WEEK. Pretty boring LOL. And i saw some of the current sec 4 guys helping out with the caterer. (Y) Cousins grow up so fast. :')&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for the medical checkup thing on Monday. HAD TO GO TO T3 IN THE MORNING. URGH. But at least i knew Bal was gonna follow me! Or that's what i thought until i found out that she overslept. LOL waited under her block for 10 minutes, calling her cell and not getting any replies. So, obviously she overslept. Sucha princess. ROFL. Took a taxi to T3 and THE RECEPTIONIST TOLD ME TO PEE IN A BOTTLE. (Y) It was fun. Like, REALLY fun. ;) Altogether 45 minutes. Good. Texted Ranjeet all the way. She's so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Lavender yesterday. IN THE MORNING. Urgh. I am NOT a morning type of person. Dad sent us (Sis and me) to the ICA building on his way to work. Both of us were gonna collect our new passports. But i forgot to bring my IC. FUCK. So the lady told me to go back home and take my IC and then come back before 4.30. Plenty of time BUT THAT MEANS I WAS AT RISK OF SWEATING. Sis kept laughing at me and calling me 'Stupid' throughout the trip back home. D: Bought breakfast at Old Chang Kee (Y) ate it at home and left for the ICA building again. Took a taxi there cause i was too lazy to take the MRT LOL. I really am The Human Cheeseburger. Then had fun at night cause Ranjeet and me surfed Hot Topic. I WANT ALOT OF STUFF FROM HT. She says she might help me order. RANJEET. :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother downloaded Alphabeat's CD. Good stuff. AND TRILLIT HAS A SIDE PROJECT. The Party Circuit. Only 58 page views on Myspace, so i am 100% sure that i'm the first person in SG to find out. ^-^b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5454099042823563169?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5454099042823563169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5454099042823563169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5454099042823563169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5454099042823563169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/523pm.html' title='5.23pm.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7584005954899201456</id><published>2009-03-06T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:04:09.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.50am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SbFe0JjYatI/AAAAAAAAAFc/itzDu85W0Nc/s1600-h/The_Evilest_Thumb_in_the_World_by_throughthemonsoonxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SbFe0JjYatI/AAAAAAAAAFc/itzDu85W0Nc/s320/The_Evilest_Thumb_in_the_World_by_throughthemonsoonxx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310129685657053906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL, world's most Evil-est Thumb. (&gt;_&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was supposed to go to T3 today for the medical checkup thing but i didn't know it closes at 1 so i'm pretty much in deep shit right now. Eheheh. So, went to CGH after prayers to visit Dhab! Addey, Bal and Syam were already there. Addey's started school already. Big enough a reason to start hating her. AHAHHAHA NO LAH. ADDEY (L). Dhab's skin was scarily cold throughout, but she was full of energy, as usual. (Y) Thought we were only gonna stay till about 5+, but we stayed till 8+ BECAUSE NURUL BALQIS BTE JAMIL GOT ADDICTED TO ZUMA DELUXE. It's some game, kinda like Jewels and any other mix'n'match colour game there is out there. But it's fun. BUT, it kinda gets old real quick. LOL.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bal went ballistic every single time we interrupted her game. Speaking in her nonsensical fairy tale language LOL. I missed that alot. :') Zu's in the same course as Baby-G. Syam, in Hisyam's course. MINE, REDHA. LOL. I mean, he's pretty nice, but that's about it. :/ The man's as deep as a cesspool. Ahahah i'm passing judgement when i don't really know him that well. O_O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am now Abeej. And Sya's sis is Ranjeet. I'm Ranjeet's dad. So, Ranjeet's full name would be 'Ranjeet S/O Abeej'. S/O = 'SON OF'. Say it out loud. LOL. Ranjeet came up with this. Hate creative people. AHHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: LOL, Zura's selling the bag pack i gave her as a belated birthday gift on her blog shop for only $10. Depressing. But oh well! Ahahhahaha. :)&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/2461524406282771275-7584005954899201456?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7584005954899201456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7584005954899201456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7584005954899201456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7584005954899201456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/150am.html' title='1.50am'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SbFe0JjYatI/AAAAAAAAAFc/itzDu85W0Nc/s72-c/The_Evilest_Thumb_in_the_World_by_throughthemonsoonxx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8745999969335544066</id><published>2009-03-05T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:33:12.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.32am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SbCD9Yyl1ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G04zqjDSvBg/s1600-h/Nate+Marshall+(62).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SbCD9Yyl1ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G04zqjDSvBg/s320/Nate+Marshall+(62).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309889051319719314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'In Loving Memory'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LOL WTF HE ISN'T DEAD. Kinda depressing at first but like Atqh says, he was born to be on tv and i doubt that's the last time i'll be seeing him on tv. :) (SABI, WE'RE STILL NATHANIELITES NO MATTER WHAT.) I thought he did pretty well, but oh well! I DO NOT LIKE THE PUERTO RICAN BECAUSE THE STUPID ACCENT REMINDS ME OF THE #1 MOST IRRITATING ACCENT IN THE WORLD: Filipino accents. Not to be racist, but i really can't handle weird accents like that. Yes, i know, i have the Singaporean accent and some people might go ballistic by just listening to us talk all day long, but hey, it's not like i live in the U.S or something ROFL. And i don't like the blind guy either. My brother says 'Oh come on! The guy's almost blind! Give him a break!'. I bet everyone thinks like that and i also bet he got alot of sympathy votes. But whatever. I just REFUSE to believe that he's better than Nate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Been spending my time at home chatting with various people. Danny and Hisyam have been exceptionally cool these past few days. LOL. Danny got me playing some stupid game on FB. At least he gave me something to do. LOL LVL 12 KEYBOARDIST. AHhahaha. Don't know Hisyam that well but he's really cool. *thumbs up* Exchanged songs. Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going for the stupid medical checkup later after prayers with Bal and Zu. Thank god for friends who have nothing better to do. (KIDDING, I LOVE YOU GUYS FOR WANTING TO FOLLOW ME TO T3) Popeyes later too. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mom ate spaghetti with her hands yesterday. No, really!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8745999969335544066?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8745999969335544066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8745999969335544066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8745999969335544066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8745999969335544066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/1032am.html' title='10.32am'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SbCD9Yyl1ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G04zqjDSvBg/s72-c/Nate+Marshall+(62).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1251972844745859023</id><published>2009-03-03T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:44:06.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5.41am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sa2jvThTyFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KJql54t4AFA/s1600-h/_thumbs_up__by_meppol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sa2jvThTyFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KJql54t4AFA/s320/_thumbs_up__by_meppol.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309079568828844114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I MISS BLOGGING. :') I'd blog more often if i had anything interesting to blog about. The LAST thing i want is for people to visit my blog just cause they need something to make them go beddy-bye. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've come to terms with not getting that darned Baking Science course thing. And i received my enrollment package REALLY REALLY late. Late as in, 'AMONG-ALL-MY-FRIENDS-I-WAS-THE-LAST-TO-GET-MINE' way. WHY AM I ALWAYS THE LAST IN EVERYTHING. This is why i hate sports. There's ALWAYS a loser. That's why gaming is awesome. Unless you play fighting games. O_O But for games like Little Big Planet. (Y) Unless you're playing with some idiot who can't even make Sackboy jump properly. (LOOKS AT 3rd SISTER WHO IS CURRENTLY SLEEPING, and who, btw, has gained ALOT of weight. It's like she's following in my footsteps. :') NOT A GOOD THING.) Then that person'll be the loser. HAH. Now that i've touched on the topic of games, my brother brought back the PS2 AND NOW I CAN PLAY FFXII AGAIN. :') Stupid PS3 won't play the stupid $10 copy of the game. Original games cost like $70 a piece. Yes, i know, i feel like hurling too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAD TOOK MY POLY PICTURE (which shall also be used to make my new passport) AND I LOOK REALLY CHUBBY. Ahahhaha. And i got an e-mail from the PASSPORT-MAKING-FOLKS *skips around with Swedish music in the background* and they say they can't use the picture because apparently, they think that my 'hair should be tied up'. AHHAHA I'D LOOK REAL SASSY WITH A PONYTAIL. The reason's cause they can't see my left ear. Wow. Even though you can CLEARLY see an earlobe, you'd never know if this person has got 1 ear and an earlobe or 2 ears. That is why we cannot let them out of the country because this person obviously poses an imminent threat to national security. -.- Now i've got to break the news to my dad. I bet he's gonna throw a tantrum. And THEN puke directly in my face. Then i'd stop drop and roll even though i won't be on fire. AHAHHA. Ok. I'll be taking another picture then. In what my dad likes to call the 'home studio'. We've got a makeshift studio in the hall/dining room. Much better then wasting all that effort and risk sweating by going to get it done at a shop. Even though i live DIRECTLY above a Kodak shop. O_O This, my freaks, is what i call EXTREME laziness. No wonder i'm the human version of a cheeseburger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i'm supposed to go for a medical checkup and have X-rays done and shit. I bet i'm the ONLY person to not have gone for it yet. And i haven't gotten X-rays before, but can they really see the bones underneath the NUMEROUS layers of fat? Everyone says they'll be able to, but i find that hard to believe. AAHAHHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, i used to be 85kg. Now i'm 77kg. I'm not overweight anymore, but i do still look like it. Not fair. LOOK AT THAT KHAIRY, a.k.a MISS RAINBOWS. HE LOST ALL THAT WEIGHT AND HE'S 70+ BUT HE LOOKS REALLY SLIM. I am fucking jealous of him. Hope some random unicorn would poke him to death. YES MY FRIENDS, UNICORNS CAN BE DANGEROUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is 5.39am now and i am Martha-Stewarting. Making quiches. Had a chicken broccoli one at Starbucks once. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1251972844745859023?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1251972844745859023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1251972844745859023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1251972844745859023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1251972844745859023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/03/541am.html' title='5.41am'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/Sa2jvThTyFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KJql54t4AFA/s72-c/_thumbs_up__by_meppol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2233738874036016639</id><published>2009-02-15T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T05:37:31.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HB MIDZI.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZk7AbD-RmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sYYGXYy_xCg/s1600-h/hehehaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZk7AbD-RmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sYYGXYy_xCg/s320/hehehaha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303334914655929954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FADDY MADE THIS. THANK YOU! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy birthday Midzi.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sya &amp;amp; Qissy were the first ones to wish me. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: CHECK OUT MY &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/popsicletherapy"&gt;FRIENDSTER PAGE&lt;/a&gt;. THE BACKGROUND'S SURE TO MAKE ALL YOU PEOPLE JEALOUS. AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHHAAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.S: OH YES, BRYAN'S BIRTHDAY WAS YESTERDAY. HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2233738874036016639?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2233738874036016639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2233738874036016639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2233738874036016639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2233738874036016639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/hbm.html' title='HB MIDZI.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZk7AbD-RmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sYYGXYy_xCg/s72-c/hehehaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-3369184313653991689</id><published>2009-02-11T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:25:11.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate&lt;3!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZL56zLjSMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aRdQfoQ6OYQ/s1600-h/Nate+Marshall+(29).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZL56zLjSMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aRdQfoQ6OYQ/s320/Nate+Marshall+(29).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301574499934881986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NATE MADE IT THROUGH! The world really loves me after all!! :')   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;I'm growing more and more obsessed with this guy. I'm creeping myself out. BUT, i think i like it. AHHAHAHAH. Sabi, Sya and myself are loving this guy more and more, are you? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;OH, Khai told me that there's a guy in my course under the whole DPA thing. AND KHAI SAYS HE'S HIDEOUS AND HE'S A FILIPINO WHO COMES COMPLETE WITH THE ACCENT. Damn. I mean, i'm hideous too, so i'm ok with that, BUT HE'LL SOUND IRRITATING WHEN HE SPEAKS. Shit. :'/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s79.photobucket.com/albums/j141/mjsbigblog/Holly%203/?action=view&amp;amp;current=natem.flv"&gt;Click on this to watch the video!&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2461524406282771275-3369184313653991689?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3369184313653991689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=3369184313653991689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3369184313653991689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3369184313653991689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/nate3.html' title='Nate&lt;3!!'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZL56zLjSMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aRdQfoQ6OYQ/s72-c/Nate+Marshall+(29).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-140115198874038101</id><published>2009-02-10T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:38:24.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HCYNLTG?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5RGWRDNA-1s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5RGWRDNA-1s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;HOW CAN YOU NOT LIKE THIS GUY?! NATE &lt;333.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-140115198874038101?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/140115198874038101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=140115198874038101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/140115198874038101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/140115198874038101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/hcynltg.html' title='HCYNLTG?!'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1582470123293749871</id><published>2009-02-10T10:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:16:09.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parawhores.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZHNDTHQnRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UNhwd8unkgY/s1600-h/1_691241596l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZHNDTHQnRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UNhwd8unkgY/s320/1_691241596l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301243692945808658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RHEL!! YOU ARE NOW 17. For most of us, it's time to grow up, BUT FOR YOU, I THINK YOU SHOULD TRY TO BE MORE IMMATURE!!! You're really serious most of the time. :) I'm sorry i can't get you a gift though! And you owe me $54. Ehehehe. Don't forget! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on a side note, I AM GETTING&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY SICK OF ALL THE PARAWHORES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Urgh, like pimples, they're popping up one by one. It makes me sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1582470123293749871?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1582470123293749871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1582470123293749871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1582470123293749871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1582470123293749871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/parawhores.html' title='Parawhores.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SZHNDTHQnRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UNhwd8unkgY/s72-c/1_691241596l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7337557795320784248</id><published>2009-02-10T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:48:29.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dear Muhammad  Tirmidzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;   color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;APPEAL  FOR ADMISSION – APRIL 2009 INTAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="EC_MsoNormal"  style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We refer to your appeal  for admission dated 4 February 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;ol type="1" start="2"&gt; &lt;li class="EC_MsoNormal"  style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Applicants appealing  for a place in a particular course must meet the minimum entry requirements and  cut-off-point of the course. We noted that you have not satisfied some of these  requirements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As such, we regret to inform you that we are unable to accede to  your request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;ol type="1" start="3"&gt; &lt;li class="EC_MsoNormal"  style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Should you need further  assistance, you may call our Enquiry Hotline at 6787 8000 or email us at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="mailto:Admissions@tp.edu.sg" href="mailto:Admissions@tp.edu.sg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Admissions@tp.edu.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;ol type="1" start="4"&gt; &lt;li class="EC_MsoNormal"  style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thank you for your  interest in Temasek Polytechnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is depressing. This is the ONE thing that i really really wanted. And i didn't get it. Goes to show that you can't always get what you want. And sometimes, like in my case, you NEVER get what you want. So, fuck it. And Tiara, i'm sorry i wasted your time, and thanks for showing that you really cared. And Sya, thanks for cheering me up. You both are godsends. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7337557795320784248?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7337557795320784248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7337557795320784248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7337557795320784248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7337557795320784248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/depressing.html' title='Depressing.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-8555454703511127777</id><published>2009-02-08T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T05:10:51.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HDSTD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ooxhapaz_rs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ooxhapaz_rs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;AHAHAHHA SO CUTE. Love the mustaches. Another band that's practically unknown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;It's really depressing that I THE MONSTER broke up. :'/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;P.S: THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY CALLER ID. So don't be annoyed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;when i ask you to identify yourself. Ehehehe. ^-^''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-8555454703511127777?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8555454703511127777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=8555454703511127777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8555454703511127777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/8555454703511127777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/hdstd.html' title='HDSTD.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-357061589250110391</id><published>2009-02-08T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T03:53:42.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trillit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SY7G6dEyXHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3l0yL6vBEFY/s1600-h/Trillit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SY7G6dEyXHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3l0yL6vBEFY/s320/Trillit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300392519001070706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'WE ARE TRILLIT AND WE KNOW OUR MUSIC MAKES YOU DANCE.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kinda sad that they're almost unknown here in Singapore. Bleargh. THIS IS A POINTLESS POST BECAUSE MY LIFE IS CURRENTLY AN EMPTY VOID OF, um, EMPTINESS. Oh, yes, i've been reading up on Votefortheworst's forums and ALOT of people love making fun of Nate. D': But the people there are weird because they don't hate him, they like him and they're gonna vote for him if he makes it to the top 24. Really weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK, THE END.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-357061589250110391?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/357061589250110391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=357061589250110391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/357061589250110391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/357061589250110391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/trillit.html' title='Trillit.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SY7G6dEyXHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3l0yL6vBEFY/s72-c/Trillit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2915889348970129666</id><published>2009-02-06T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:14:55.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H&amp;A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2Nz31_5xwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2Nz31_5xwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HILARIOUS. Hamish is so goofy. Thanks Atqh for showing this to me! I personally think i'd make an awesome dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: If you ever have the extra cash, why not spend it at &lt;a href="http://alldressedupp.livejournal.com/"&gt;alldressedupp.lj&lt;/a&gt;?! THERE IS NO BETTER BLOG SHOP THAN ONE OWNED BY 2 TRANNIES. Ahhahahahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2915889348970129666?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2915889348970129666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2915889348970129666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2915889348970129666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2915889348970129666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/hilarious.html' title='H&amp;A.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-9056255948686716251</id><published>2009-02-05T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:39:51.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol &amp; Shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SYxnwvjtgJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5oEV6xJbM6k/s1600-h/Nate+Marshall+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SYxnwvjtgJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5oEV6xJbM6k/s320/Nate+Marshall+(5).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299724948605862034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"VOTE FOR ME."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WATCH AMERICAN IDOL. AND I LIKE IT. Already figured out who i'm gonna root for! This year is: Nathaniel 'Nate' Marshall. For 3 reasons. I like his image, his voice (duh) AND he's a total drama queen. AHAHHAHAHAHA, HE HAS CRIED 3 TIMES ON CAMERA SO FAR. His snakebites are fruity too. Saw the preview for next week's episode and they showed Nate crying and i was like --&gt; :'O! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I really really really hope that he makes it through, but if he doesn't, i'll always have Ann Marie! She's cool too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, went shopping today. Bought underwear and 5 shirts from Topman. Followed Zura get her stuff and then i got back home. Asked her if my bangs look obvious, and she said 'Yes'.   ^-^V And i'm really sick. Saw Danny in the train. He didn't think i knew what lacto-ovo meant. EHEM, F&amp;amp;N, A2. I repeat, A2. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I have 3 new pimples. Depressing. Ahahhahaaha. My skin is horrible. Oh! Yes, the new Claymore chapter was really, uh, informative? Disgusting. Bleargh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-9056255948686716251?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/9056255948686716251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=9056255948686716251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/9056255948686716251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/9056255948686716251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/american-idol-shopping.html' title='American Idol &amp; Shopping.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SYxnwvjtgJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5oEV6xJbM6k/s72-c/Nate+Marshall+(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-3094112996096562673</id><published>2009-02-04T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:50:26.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INGTYBHTDWY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/EyH_eu6ZNV/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/EyH_eu6ZNV/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/blackkidsmusic/video/cCHU4gBc/black_kids_im_not_gonna_teach_your_boyfriend_how_to_dance_w/"&gt;Im Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You - Black Kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Totally cutecore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-3094112996096562673?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3094112996096562673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=3094112996096562673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3094112996096562673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/3094112996096562673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/ingtybhtdwy.html' title='INGTYBHTDWY.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1663333106661045152</id><published>2009-02-03T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:40:26.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TP. AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>Met Tiara near ESSS at 1+-ish and then went into the school. Saw Miss Saleena, so soooo skinny. :/ Met Mrs. Ong to get the testimonial from her and she was really really sweet about it! Read her testimonial and it was really convincing and it mentioned many positive aspects i never really noticed i had! :') Thanks Mrs. Ong! Went to TP to submit the letter which Tiara printed out for me (THANKS!!! :D), a photocopy of Form A and the testimonial. NOW, WE PRAY. :) Saw a couple of chubby people at TP. Thank god. I'll fit in just fine. AHAHHAHAHA.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, still haven't told mom that i actually went to appeal for BCS. AND I FOUND OUT WHAT I'M GONNA GET FOR HER ON HER BIRTHDAY. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all your help AGAIN Tiara! You're always there when i need you! You're reliable and you ALWAYS make me laugh! Now i just hope i'll be able to be there for you when you need me! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I'LL GIVE YOU A REASON TO CELEBRATE. I AM SICK WITH THE FLU. Stupid runny nose and fever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2461524406282771275-1663333106661045152?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1663333106661045152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1663333106661045152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1663333106661045152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1663333106661045152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/tp-again.html' title='TP. AGAIN.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2348463032117508598</id><published>2009-02-01T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:00:34.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TP.</title><content type='html'>Went to TP today with Tiara! Initally went to appeal but then i didn't know i had to have a letter of appeal done. -.- The lady even said that i had a good chance because my F&amp;amp;N grade was awesome. She said that if i had a testi, my chances would be even better. So we went to Afghan mac to grab a bit and at the same get started on that letter. Sounds pretty good to me. AND I FINALLY BOUGHT A HAIRDRYER. It comes in a big transparent pencil-box-like thing. And i'm gonna use the transparent bag as my pencil-box! Kinda disappointed that it doesn't have the VS Sassoon logo. :/ Went to ESSS and met Mrs. Ong! She was so nice to agree to write for me that testimonial despite being really busy. Gonna meet her again tomorrow to collect it and it's off to TP with Tiara. AGAIN. The people there are really intimidating. I DIDN'T SEE A SINGLE FAT GUY THERE. SHIT. ANYWAY, wish me luck!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiara, seriously, thanks alot for following me and i'm sorry if i made you feel like as if i was using you! But really, thanks. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2348463032117508598?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2348463032117508598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2348463032117508598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2348463032117508598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2348463032117508598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/02/tp.html' title='TP.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7963937011137322345</id><published>2009-01-31T03:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T05:43:30.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am indecisive.</title><content type='html'>I KNOW I AM BEING A FUCKING PUSSY FOR CHANGING MY MIND SO MANY TIMES, but i think i AM gonna go to TP on Monday and appeal. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to Tiara, thanks for not showing me how pissed off at me you actually am and for agreeing to accompany me to TP. And to Khai, thanks for the tips and the confidence booster! And Fariha too!! Thanks for giving me hope! (URGH, I sound like a fucking twat.) I don't wanna get my hopes too high up, or else i'd be really really depressed if i don't get into the course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's still hope right? And oh! Ifah, you can still go directly to the school and apply for an appeal directly. Who knows what can happen right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: WENT TO WOODLANDS THIS MORNING TO SEE GRANNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granny: Drink the hot tea, it helps to clean your insides and it takes away all the oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Clean the insides? Why not drink soap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granny: *Ignore*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-7963937011137322345?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7963937011137322345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7963937011137322345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7963937011137322345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7963937011137322345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-indecisive.html' title='I am indecisive.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-2559797248269822455</id><published>2009-01-30T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:09:48.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Good I'm Gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="269"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/kd_dfwvoWX/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/kd_dfwvoWX/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="269" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/pimpinpromqueens/video/OV4itaE9/lykke_li_im_good_im_gone_official_video_music_video/"&gt;Im Good, Im Gone (official video) - Lykke Li&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I think Lykke Li is seriously fruity. When she performs, she's just so organic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Really. She FEELS her music and dances to it. It's kinda like hippie-ish the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;way she performs, but it's really cool and down to earth. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;AND OH, ZURA, SARAH AND DAVID ALL GOT THE SAME COURSE AND AT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;THE SAME POLY. And they don't even know each other!!! I am SOOO gonna have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;to introduce them to one another! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;P.S: I DO NOT KNOW WHY THERE'RE FEMALE BODYBUILDERS AND WHY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;THERE ARE LOTS OF OLD PEOPLE IN THE VIDEO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-2559797248269822455?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2559797248269822455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=2559797248269822455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2559797248269822455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/2559797248269822455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-bit.html' title='I&apos;m Good I&apos;m Gone.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5188323235220529100</id><published>2009-01-29T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:07:25.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaming and Entertainment Tech.</title><content type='html'>I GOT INTO TP!!! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT NOT INTO THE COURSE I WANTED. D': CURSE MYSELF FOR BEING OVERCONFIDENT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaming And Entertainment Tech isn't ALL that bad i guess, but i really really think that a food-science related course is the best place for me. That's why i'm gonna go appeal on Monday. Wish me luck! But even if i don't get it, im still gonna be ok cause like i said, gaming tech's not ALL that bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YES, FARIE AND YANA GOT INTO THE SAME COURSE, SHADIQ AND RHEL GOT INTO THE SAME COURSE AND AIZAT AND ASHURAH GOT INTO THE SAME COURSE. No fair. I WANT TO BRING A FRIEND WITH ME TOO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I HAVEN'T SLEPT SINCE YESTERDAY. AND I CAN'T SLEEP NOW EITHER. Too much on my mind already. Bleargh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.S: OK, just visited the MOE appeal website and as it turns out, the fuckin' world hates me and decides that you can ONLY appeal for a certain course if the COP of that course is not below your R4. Oh well. Mom's pretty upset. I don't get why she is. She says there's no future in gaming. What a load of bullcrap. BUT I DON'T CARE. AFTER POLY, I'M GONNA AIM FOR CULINARY SCHOOL IN AUSTRALIA. I'm gonna keep my dreams alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.S.S: IF YOU ARE IN THE SAME COURSE AS ME, DO NOT BE AFRAID TO TELL ME!! I need friends. :D&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/2461524406282771275-5188323235220529100?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5188323235220529100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5188323235220529100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5188323235220529100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5188323235220529100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/gaming-and-entertainment-tech.html' title='Gaming and Entertainment Tech.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5358159752334054847</id><published>2009-01-28T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:21:06.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 48px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/SqbWU16pA9/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/SqbWU16pA9/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/capturedinchinatown/video/7qnDn2zD/captured_in_chinatown_running_in_circles_music_video/"&gt;Running In Circles - Captured In Chinatown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;AHAHHAHA SO CUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5358159752334054847?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5358159752334054847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5358159752334054847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5358159752334054847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5358159752334054847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/ingtybhtdwy.html' title='RIC.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-5085563475994561605</id><published>2009-01-27T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:43:07.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HLNY!</title><content type='html'>OH YES, HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE WHO CELEBRATES IT!!! I don't, by the way, but Grandaunt Theresa and Aunt Serena still gave me hong baos!!! YAY! $15. Ahahhahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-5085563475994561605?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5085563475994561605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=5085563475994561605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5085563475994561605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/5085563475994561605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/hlny.html' title='HLNY!'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-1076659682862731814</id><published>2009-01-23T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:13:55.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Interesting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;div class="entrytitle"&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Sylfaen, Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(88, 187, 235); font-size: 2.2em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: normal; "&gt;Rules must be followed:Each blogger must post this rules.Each blogger must start with ten random facts about themselves.Bloggers that are tagged need to write about their own blog, ten things and post this rules.Don’t forget to leave them comments telling them they have been tagged and are to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entrybody"&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10 Random Facts about me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. I am bi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. I have 5 siblings. (It's like living in an asylum, i swear)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. I am a human being. (A sad excuse for one anyway)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. I think my new favourite colour is yellow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. I can move my ears without touching them too! (Just like Tiara)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. I live for the drama.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7. I hate sweat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8. I'm fat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;9. I like cheeeeeese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10. I am currently jealous of Khairy's sudden 'slimness'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Who’s the person that tagged you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;TIARA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Relationship between you and him/her?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; One of the friends i trust the most.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. Three impressions of him/her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy, fruity and she makes you go 'OMG-SHE-MADE-ME-SMILE-WITHOUT-DOING-ANYTHING'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;FORCE her to become my friend again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. What will you say to the person you like very much?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;'WHAT YOU WANT?'. Ahahhaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. Characteristic i like about myself?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But i don't have any good characteristics. :'/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7. Characteristic i hate about myself?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm shallow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8. For the person whom you hate, you say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;'I need you to do me a favour! PLEASE die.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;9. What do people feel about you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm not really sure! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10. Your crush?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;11. Pass this to 10 people:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Zura&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Celia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. Bal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Maz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Sya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. Mardy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7. Atqh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8. Bryan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;9. Elfac&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10. Nad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;12. If 5 &amp;amp; 7 were together?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MAKE SURE THEY VIDEO TAPE THEIR SEXCAPADES.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;13. who does 5 like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THe Hamburger Helper mascot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;14. What colour does 9 like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG MY OWN TWIN. I'M SORRY SARAH!!! D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Say something about 8?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We have a THOUSAND things in common and he's pretty funny too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;16. Who is 2?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The tranny who THINKS she's a normal person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;17. Talk about 3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Miss 'I-DON'T-KNOW-WHY-BUT-MY-LEGS-CAN'T-REACH-THE-FLOOR-WHENEVER-I-SIT-ON-THE-CHAIR'. She's just awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Who is 10’s best friend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Seriously, i'm not entirely sure! Sonia? Fatin? I DON'T KNOW!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;19. Who’s the sexiest among all 10?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BRYAN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;20. What colour does 4 like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG I DON'T KNOW! I'm sorry Maz!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;21. Is 4 single?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;NOPE!! ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;22. Your relationship with 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bestfriend who's open minded AND has big boobies! AHAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;23. Are 5 &amp;amp; 6 best friends?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nope! BUT 5 AND 7 ARE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;24. 9’s surname?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Connor? Sarah Connor? GET IT? AHHAHAHHAHA. Ok, i don't know what's her real surname. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;25. 7’s nickname?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Weird One.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;26. Say something to 8.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How was your day? AHAHHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;27. Say something to help 9.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Umm, 'I'm proud of you!'? Ehehhehe. ^-^''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;28. Who do i admire?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I admire all of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. Where does 1 live?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pasir Ris.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;30. 10 of them know who you like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Not ALL of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;31. Say something to 6 when you see her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;'I TOLD YOU I WAS FAT'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;32. 10’s spouse?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;NAD, YOU DIDN'T INVITE ME TO YOUR WEDDING.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-1076659682862731814?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1076659682862731814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=1076659682862731814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1076659682862731814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/1076659682862731814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothing-interesting.html' title='Nothing Interesting.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-7283275257381781110</id><published>2009-01-19T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:34:32.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CELIA IS 17.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SXXS4UUIceI/AAAAAAAAADU/B0eWOMaCh9k/s1600-h/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SXXS4UUIceI/AAAAAAAAADU/B0eWOMaCh9k/s320/DSC00402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293368802011541986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CELIA!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU ARE MY BESTEST BESTEST 'EURASIAN' FRIEND EVER. I HATE YOU BUT THEN AGAIN, YOU ROCK. And i don't care that you don't like seeing the dangly stick in between your legs and despite the ever-increasing number of operations you're signing up for to get that removed, I think you're fruity. And you're one of the greatest classmates i could ever hope to ask for. AND I AM HAPPY I MADE FRIENDS WITH YOU. IF I DIDN'T, you'd kill me with your man-hands. Ok, that's it. Eheheh. ^-^''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: BOUGHT FINAL FANTAXY XII: REVENANT WINGS. I'M PLAYING IT NOW. And i'm pissed off at the fact that Penelo can't fight! @!#)!@&amp;amp;)@!^$)!$!(*&amp;amp;$@$.&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/2461524406282771275-7283275257381781110?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7283275257381781110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=7283275257381781110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7283275257381781110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/7283275257381781110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/celia-is-17.html' title='CELIA IS 17.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SXXS4UUIceI/AAAAAAAAADU/B0eWOMaCh9k/s72-c/DSC00402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-4699405675204688310</id><published>2009-01-18T07:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:31:27.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innerpartysystem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/3S0qokfUWi/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/3S0qokfUWi/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/innerpartysystem/video/Guyu1n93/innerpartysystem_die_tonight_live_forever_music_video/"&gt;Die Tonight Live Forever - innerpartysystem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I don't know why, but i keep on adding new songs to my playlist. Some of you may prefer the older ones, BUT PLEASE GIVE THE NEW SONGS A CHANCE! THAT'S ALL I'M ASKING FOR!!! D': *I LIVE FOR THE DRAMA*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-4699405675204688310?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4699405675204688310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=4699405675204688310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4699405675204688310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/4699405675204688310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/innerpartysystem.html' title='Innerpartysystem.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461524406282771275.post-331635951592802645</id><published>2009-01-16T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:54:03.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FUOt2wcNdQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FUOt2wcNdQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So SO funny. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;P.S: NADRAH IS REALLY WEIRD, AS I AM TYPING THIS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;SHE IS ACTUALLY BAKING COOKIES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;at time is it you ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;IT IS EXACTLY 1.51AM IN THE MORNING. WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461524406282771275-331635951592802645?l=gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/feeds/331635951592802645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2461524406282771275&amp;postID=331635951592802645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/331635951592802645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461524406282771275/posts/default/331635951592802645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiator-bunnies.blogspot.com/2009/01/fred.html' title='FRED.'/><author><name>MIDZI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03310310030376328784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RKkqabBq1Gc/SFNfoBsS5QI/AAAAAAAAABA/kngt0NqxlRc/S220/Midzi6.1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
