<?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-31996763</id><updated>2012-01-27T11:02:18.074+08:00</updated><category term='Chingay 2008'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Z3 Singapore Outbreak'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='I Lived Through This'/><category term='Score4'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='TV Shows'/><title type='text'>DuhhItsColin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>761</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3489556735946797431</id><published>2012-01-23T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:39:53.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Z3 Singapore Outbreak'/><title type='text'>Post 761: Z3 Outbreak Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-og7xQnaODoU/Txw7pfQ_7fI/AAAAAAAALM4/eZ0H7gOAqZw/s1600/z3d3b.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-og7xQnaODoU/Txw7pfQ_7fI/AAAAAAAALM4/eZ0H7gOAqZw/s200/z3d3b.png" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31UIG6AWGrI/Txw7on1fbFI/AAAAAAAALM0/OMt-QFheir4/s1600/z3d3.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31UIG6AWGrI/Txw7on1fbFI/AAAAAAAALM0/OMt-QFheir4/s1600/z3d3.png" /&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/31996763-3489556735946797431?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3489556735946797431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3489556735946797431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3489556735946797431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3489556735946797431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2012/01/post-761-z3-outbreak-day-3.html' title='Post 761: Z3 Outbreak Day 3'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-og7xQnaODoU/Txw7pfQ_7fI/AAAAAAAALM4/eZ0H7gOAqZw/s72-c/z3d3b.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2550549206234136065</id><published>2012-01-19T09:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:58:30.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Z3 Singapore Outbreak'/><title type='text'>Post 760: Z3 Outbreak Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsKOtjuYpHU/Txd4iEe5FeI/AAAAAAAALMg/DmUqrFKYlms/s1600/day2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsKOtjuYpHU/Txd4iEe5FeI/AAAAAAAALMg/DmUqrFKYlms/s200/day2.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwlU_J2ylMM/Txd4i5oYZJI/AAAAAAAALMk/2aSMDOr-Tbk/s1600/z3d2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwlU_J2ylMM/Txd4i5oYZJI/AAAAAAAALMk/2aSMDOr-Tbk/s1600/z3d2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-2550549206234136065?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2550549206234136065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2550549206234136065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2550549206234136065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2550549206234136065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2012/01/post-760-z3-outbreak-day-2.html' title='Post 760: Z3 Outbreak Day 2'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsKOtjuYpHU/Txd4iEe5FeI/AAAAAAAALMg/DmUqrFKYlms/s72-c/day2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-7639792347859402023</id><published>2012-01-18T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T14:31:57.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Z3 Singapore Outbreak'/><title type='text'>Post 759: Z3 Outbreak Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3OTr4aYlP8/TxZkrfQ65RI/AAAAAAAALMY/2DpHDq9iFsM/s1600/z3day1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3OTr4aYlP8/TxZkrfQ65RI/AAAAAAAALMY/2DpHDq9iFsM/s200/z3day1.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYzc1_1gIzY/TxZiXwfngqI/AAAAAAAALMQ/zFSfA5krG6c/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-01-18+at+2.02.38+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYzc1_1gIzY/TxZiXwfngqI/AAAAAAAALMQ/zFSfA5krG6c/s400/Screen+Shot+2012-01-18+at+2.02.38+PM.png" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Day 1 of a short story series in image screenshot format. It is a fanmade spinoff based on Reddit user&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.reddit.com/user/Vidzilla/submitted/"&gt;Vidzilla's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;short story on a Z3 outbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about the Z3 zombie virus outbreak through the view of various media platforms and in the view of a person in Singapore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-7639792347859402023?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/7639792347859402023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=7639792347859402023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7639792347859402023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7639792347859402023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2012/01/post-759-singapore-z3-outbreak-day-1.html' title='Post 759: Z3 Outbreak Day 1'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3OTr4aYlP8/TxZkrfQ65RI/AAAAAAAALMY/2DpHDq9iFsM/s72-c/z3day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-5178751765842509970</id><published>2012-01-18T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T13:48:49.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Lived Through This'/><title type='text'>Post 758: I Lived Through This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ein6zAvYr24/TxZYrSHGZ5I/AAAAAAAALMI/rWXg_oAQ11M/s1600/LIVEDthrough.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ein6zAvYr24/TxZYrSHGZ5I/AAAAAAAALMI/rWXg_oAQ11M/s1600/LIVEDthrough.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I was in Mr. Roy's class when he talked about living through the break up of USSR and stuff like that and I realised that our generation, the 90s, had lived through a lot too, it's just we take so much for granted and we dismiss things so much that we barely realise how fast the world is changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I'm going to start this list about the things that I've lived through. I hope that I can keep up and update it in the future... Also I'm wikipedia-ing a lot too. I should really write down what I learn too and how I feel... hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Wiki is down to protest SOPA. I'll come back tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've decided I would read up more on events that is interesting to me and maybe do a 'reflection' sort of page so this will be the main page and I will post the links below... for future me to come back and read maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'd even reading. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1994:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-5178751765842509970?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/5178751765842509970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=5178751765842509970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5178751765842509970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5178751765842509970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2012/01/post-758-i-lived-through-this.html' title='Post 758: I Lived Through This'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ein6zAvYr24/TxZYrSHGZ5I/AAAAAAAALMI/rWXg_oAQ11M/s72-c/LIVEDthrough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4843095821398278662</id><published>2011-12-31T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T14:50:33.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 757: Goodbye 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-707gf40Ok7s/TxZVjdazEXI/AAAAAAAALMA/oztMzAKXQoU/s1600/goodbye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-707gf40Ok7s/TxZVjdazEXI/AAAAAAAALMA/oztMzAKXQoU/s200/goodbye.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So after not posting for a very long time and breaking my promise once again... I'm back to rant about how the year has been... and what a year it has been. To be frank, this year felt like it had been 3 years instead of just 1 because the year seems to have been segmented into three different sections that just felt damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite feeling very long, the year had passed by in a flash... oxymoronic sentence but it is the truth. One moment, it's enjoying the days after O levels, next thing you know we're starting school and i was so excited about the things i'm learning. Then the semester flew by and i start to juggle work and school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite glad that this year is ending... sort of. This had been a year of mixed feelings. I once told someone that unlike my secondary school years where each year could be given a name (Sec 1: The Foolish Year, Sec 2: Going Overseas Twice, Sec 3: Major Fail Everything, Sec 4: Pure Fun), this year would be hard to give a name to, but now that i'm typing here on the last day of the year, i realised that there is a name for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a &lt;b&gt;Transitional Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a transition from Secondary school to Polytechnic. That's an 'of course'. For the first four month of the year, i was playing. pure playing... it was probably the most fun yet boring period i ever had, but now i'm seriously missing it... what did i do? hmm facebook check~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[please skip this paragraph if you are not interested in knowing what i did for the first 1/3 of the year]&lt;br /&gt;The year started with a trip to the various Polys... Me, Serene and gang also went to Punggol Park to fly some Wish Lantern in the hope that our O Level results would be good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.484736110677.258612.730145677&amp;amp;type=3"&gt;Of Open Houses and Wish Lanterns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.485194365677.258917.730145677&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Mr Chew's wedding...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.486364985677.259587.730145677&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Decorating my room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.490488015677.261756.730145677&amp;amp;type=1"&gt; 8th monthniversary trip&lt;/a&gt; to the Science Center with Dear&lt;br /&gt;(Ok i very tired copy and paste link liao... go facebook see future me or friends who even bother to read)&lt;br /&gt;Me, Serene and gang went to marina barrage to celebrate hardi and serene's birthday, then Serene and I went to take the Flyer soon after..&lt;br /&gt;There was a games day at Wern Chieh's house, a trip to sengkang field to fly kite with Serene, then to Botanic Gardens... We went to a park for CNY, and then DPA started and there was 10 weeks of sianness doing modules i wont gain anything from. At least the video module thought me somethings that were useful for VPPP module when real school started.&lt;br /&gt;I Celebrated Valentines with Serene at Chinese gardens, went to Mawai for DPA, took more photos with Serene, went to East Coast, drop some eggs from 6th floor, Celebrated Ivy's birthday, went to labrador and sentosa with serene, went to toys museum, riverside walk and so on and on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun, and most of my memories of this year were all cramped into the start of the year that it really felt like it was another year but not 2011...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly I feel, there was a transition in my goal in life. This year, I questioned myself a lot, whether what i thought was what I wanted is really what I wanted. Even though it's the end of the year, some and most of these questions that i asked myself have been left unanswered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I pick the right Poly course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the year, i was really really excited about starting school. After all the fun i had, it was starting to wear off and i really wanted to start doing something, to learn some things. It seemed like the exact thing that I wanted to do... But over the year, as photography became more and more attractive to me, and after meeting people like Hong Rui who helped me develop my skills, i was seriously wavering... So i asked myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 'directing' and 'writing' really what I want to go into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school term started and i was really having fun doing the things that I loved... But then i got my scholarship. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to have got the scholarship. But the thing is that with that money, I bought myself a Canon 60D and thus started my actual journey into serious photography... After spending enough time getting to know my camera better and getting confident enough, i started Creates Studios with Serene and that's when I realised that maybe, what I wanted to do were wedding videos and photos... Is writing what I want to go into? I'm still not sure....&lt;br /&gt;Directing?&lt;br /&gt;In June... or was it August? I shot my first short, a competition piece for Cine65. I was nominated... for a first try, i felt very encouraged. Yes, i want to direct, maybe even edit. But no, i don't think i would make for a good cameraman. At least I know how to handle one and what my lecturer said was true. Know how to use it so you wouldn't be lost in the industry.&lt;br /&gt;Half of this question is answered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last three months had been a blur as i juggled school work with working... Spending my hardearned money to upgrade my equipment was very satisfying and i got a taste of how harsh society and the industry could be, be it in photography or film...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I wished that Serene and i could have went to australia to study at a university instead of Poly and saved us some time. But all I can wish for truely is that i can be exempted off some modules when i go there after NS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise at this point that this is very much about all i can speak for about this year... So i shall look back to my reflection post in 2010 and see if things had worked out the way i thought it would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looking back at 2010 and comparing&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Studies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year when i typed my year end reflections, i thanked dear for making me work so hard... Now, Thank you dear again for helping me attain my 9 pointer :) It was something that sec 1, 2 and 3 would never ever had thought i could have gotten and i am still very happy and slightly surprised by it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Choir and Mrs Yeap&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i spoke of last year still ring true, despite the bitter bite to it. But right now, I would like to thank Mrs Yeap for the advise she has given me, and even though she had been giving me a lot of attitude towards the end of my secondary school life, she had been very nice to me from sec 1 to 3 despite me not having contributed much to the CCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SLB&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intensive had been great... I didn't help out much, but i am happy to have passed down some 'wisdom' to me juniors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Health&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my health had improved a lot this year... less&amp;nbsp;diarrhea&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Photography and Videography&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was that i said i wanted a Nikon D5000 but instead got a Canon 60D. I said that Vlogging was fun but i had since stopped doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looking forward to the 2012:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that my resolution for 2012 wont be all the bullshit "i will be a better person" and that "i want to have better school results". I should be doing these all the time. Instead, i want to set more realistic goals and to question myself and find out the answers by the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a Canon 5D MK2 at least...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upgrade my Photography and Videography Equipment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be serious about Cine65 next year and win something!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find out whether I want to do photography or film for Uni&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup that's all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously i want it simple, i want it doable and i want it to be sustainable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so... 1 min to 12 and HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-4843095821398278662?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4843095821398278662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4843095821398278662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4843095821398278662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4843095821398278662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/12/post-757-goodbye-2011.html' title='Post 757: Goodbye 2011'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-707gf40Ok7s/TxZVjdazEXI/AAAAAAAALMA/oztMzAKXQoU/s72-c/goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-470090268592445530</id><published>2011-11-02T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:02:04.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Score4'/><title type='text'>Post 756: Shaved Shane is Scary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjLYGU8OmSs/TrFbYkdt15I/AAAAAAAAKf8/tZSAIiRT0DA/s1600/wd203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjLYGU8OmSs/TrFbYkdt15I/AAAAAAAAKf8/tZSAIiRT0DA/s320/wd203.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaved Shane is hot, Daryl grows much more likeable and Andrea is turning into a whiny bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I like this episode. There are a lot of character development. Finally, we get to see why Shane being alive would be so much more interesting. I immediately knew (Spoilers ahead) when I saw him returning without Otis that something must have happened. Two men can't just get away alive from a horde of hungry fast zombies with an injured leg and 10 rounds of bullets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me first say what I liked about the episode. I loved the entire scene with Shane and Otis in it. This is a zombie TV show, and anything with a zombie chase scene is well, nothing strange. This scene was done to perfection. Comic fans know Shane can't die because he has to die at well, Carl's hands. They also know Otis shouldn't die at this point because he lasted much longer in the comics. So it's really cool to dread what is coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved all the scenes with Daryl in it and somehow, Andrea became the likeable character that she was in the comic books when she was around him. For a moment there I thought it would be cool getting her to end up with Daryl. That scene served well as a break from the tention surrounding Carl and the action around Shane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved the part where Carl gets into a seizure, boy that boy can act. It was really terrifying not just because of his violent shaking but also Andrew Lincoln and Sarah Wayne served up a terrific plate of well horrified looks. It was much more horrifying seeing them getting so hurt over their son's pain, than seeing a crowd of zombies, and that's what this show's all about. The human and emotions are the core of the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, on to the parts that I hated or disliked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dislike number 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lori's great big rant about Carl's living being a suffering. I understand the logic and everything but she just keeps repeating what's better? what's better than this? tell me??? God just STFU! The show should cut down more on the rant and focus more on Carl talking about the deer. The key point is the realisation that Lori gets when Rick points out to her that Carl still sees beauty in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dislike number 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glenn and Maggie's first moment together felt patchy. Somehow, either it's the actors or it's the lines, I was disappointed at the scene when Glenn was praying. It felt meh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first moment Glenn saw Maggie was cute though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hated:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale and his walking to the edge of the highway was just crap. The scene felt extremely out of place. I understand that it was trying to show Dale being concerned about Andrea. The last scene where Andrea said she's trying to forgive Dale was also crap. I don't know what the writers are doing, maybe they want to play up some obstacles before letting the old man and the young girl get together, but everything just felt very cooked up and unnatural. I don't care if there are legitimate and logical reasons to why Andrea might be behaving the way she is behaving but this is one thing i don't like about the adaption from the comic books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all though, this was a solid episode!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 stars! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-470090268592445530?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/470090268592445530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=470090268592445530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/470090268592445530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/470090268592445530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/11/post-756-shaved-shane-is-scary.html' title='Post 756: Shaved Shane is Scary'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjLYGU8OmSs/TrFbYkdt15I/AAAAAAAAKf8/tZSAIiRT0DA/s72-c/wd203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-8272096454435478312</id><published>2011-10-27T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T14:32:20.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Score4'/><title type='text'>Post 755: The Captain is a star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1Xv6XbpyAE/TqkvVhBb4xI/AAAAAAAAJzY/dTbt53_ZzcM/s1600/captain-america-poster-new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668113652710630162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1Xv6XbpyAE/TqkvVhBb4xI/AAAAAAAAJzY/dTbt53_ZzcM/s200/captain-america-poster-new.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 128px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Captain deserves his star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be brutally honest, the original poster (not this one that I used to feature the movie) was absolutely a cheese cake. I did not find my self attracted to it at all. The fact that the villain of the movie was portrayed hovering above everyone else just did not seem attractive to me at all. But now, looking back, it does make sense to use these posters. The movie felt very old-school superhero. There wasn't any "The Dark Knight", "I'm-filled-with-darkness" kind of vibe coming off this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many sense, Captain America felt very Spiderman. It was lighthearted yet serious. I couldn't figure out why the scene where the Captain first used his powers seemed so familiar until I read on io9.com that it felt like the scene where Spiderman first flew through the streets sling by sling. Come to think of it, the shots were kind of similar too, flying over cars, great panning shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally speaking, Captain America delivered a good dose of entertainment. Despite it not being as cheesy as I thought it would be, it still had some classic Hollywood movie churning formula in it, what with the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILERS AHEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... what with the great mentor speech and the avenge your mentor storyline. It was able to pull it off because the screenwriters were able to successfully tweak the "with great power comes great responsibility line" and make it fitting and unique to their own movie. I was also greatly entertained by the nice shots used in the film, particularly the one where the Captain meets his enemy for the first time and before they could go full out on each other, the bridge that they were on split apart and forced them apart from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I liked was the way the screenwriters wrote the relationship between the Captain and his crush. For a man that was bullied from the day he entered school till the day his muscles magically grew, it was really endearing to see how his personality at it's core did not change and he still was that man who was bullied and would never have known how to talk to a girl. The teasing and arguements that the two had were extremely humorous and sweet at the same time, which just makes it all that hard when we (most of us) know that they can't be together because the Captain has to be transported to our present times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem that i had from the movie was the way the screenwriters handled the climax. For one, I wasn't satisfied at all by the way the villain "died" (you're never dead in a science fiction film/show unless you see the body). There wasn't a real full blown fight, and the entire movie had been building up to this moment and suddenly it was just over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, i didn't really understand how the plane was uncontrollable and could appear over the northpole within seconds when it was going to crash into New York very soon. Why fly yourself into an ice when you know you can hold your breathe super long and have super speed that can take you to dry American land very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't buy the climax and the ending, moreover, Captain America is an awesome summer blockbuster, had it not been for the bad marketing and ending, it would have had drew in more audience and be a near perfect film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, it is my top few favourite super hero films.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-8272096454435478312?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/8272096454435478312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=8272096454435478312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8272096454435478312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8272096454435478312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/10/post-755-captain-deserves-his-star.html' title='Post 755: The Captain is a star!'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1Xv6XbpyAE/TqkvVhBb4xI/AAAAAAAAJzY/dTbt53_ZzcM/s72-c/captain-america-poster-new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-1177057707332952253</id><published>2011-10-26T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T23:15:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 754: Starting Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JoIxXHZzRBU/Tqghfko9n6I/AAAAAAAAJyo/QKl1WicSddo/s1600/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JoIxXHZzRBU/Tqghfko9n6I/AAAAAAAAJyo/QKl1WicSddo/s400/sorry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667816957340917666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey guys! It's been a few months since i've typed anything in here... over the months, i think less and less people have even bothered to come back here, and those who do i guess just happened to found my blog on some google search about some topic i ranted about in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, i'm gonna start blogging again, partly because i realise my English have started to rust over the months and also because i really am watching too much TV and movies. I need some place to rant, where better than my neglected blog? Anyways, i changed the blog layout to this which would be easier for me to rate and show posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to talk less about what's happening in my life now since there's really nothing much to talk about and even if there is, i rather tell it to my friends face to face or announce it to the whole world on facebook. From now on, what comes up here will probably be thoughts that i have, movie reviews, tv episode reviews, short stories and some works that i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... as a reminder to future me that might be wondering what my blog looked like at this point of my life...&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J4IWrkNnTyw/TqgioA-WsHI/AAAAAAAAJy0/8rU68xF1pIs/s1600/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-10-26%2Bat%2B11.08.47%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J4IWrkNnTyw/TqgioA-WsHI/AAAAAAAAJy0/8rU68xF1pIs/s200/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-10-26%2Bat%2B11.08.47%2BPM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667818201897414770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the counter on the side of the blog reads, my blog is already 5 years old, that's approaching a third of my life and a lot of memories are stored here. In no way am i going to delete this blog. I will definitely not use this domain anymore and by next year i'm going to switch it over to my company's domain under a subdomain. (I'm not that rich). Besides, i find the domain stupid now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to what i was ranting about, i really want to preserve the little things that i have here, the layout changes and stuff. Maybe down the road i will find it stupid. I probably will. Sometimes some of the stuff here is so embarrassing i wish i could delete them, but they were part of what i am, they formed the road that i thread to get to where i am. I think it's only right that I leave them here as a reminder to myself how much i have grown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all i have to say for now, i think i'm going to review Captain America next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Not a single singlish, good job me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-1177057707332952253?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/1177057707332952253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=1177057707332952253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/1177057707332952253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/1177057707332952253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/10/post-754-starting-again.html' title='Post 754: Starting Again'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JoIxXHZzRBU/Tqghfko9n6I/AAAAAAAAJyo/QKl1WicSddo/s72-c/sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3810152992508382757</id><published>2011-06-09T22:12:00.067+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:41:17.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 753: Harry Potter Posters..</title><content type='html'>I'm going to do this review about the new batch of posters because i'm having really mixed feelings about them and most of it is veering towards the bad side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXfE09a22zY/TfDVAmFJj1I/AAAAAAAAJL4/mE2Sd7KsTT0/s400/HPposter01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iXEWh6jCR2o/TfDVAz6WNxI/AAAAAAAAJMA/sc4vKN4VGBk/s400/HPposter02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the good guy and the bad guy, i'm just feeling like Harry's been put in a very unglam position. He's not that bad looking, even though i honestly like Rupert Grint looks better then him now. And the entire background just doesn't support his character, unlike the other characters, which i will talk more on. As for Voldemort, his background look totally fake. But i like how they placed the Avada Kedevra green streak. It's like coming down on us kinda feel, like no one is save. And i forgive the poster because the snake is there. I shall try not to spoiler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... Voldemort looks dashing in real life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa9RYvYL4U0/TfDWgKdFuBI/AAAAAAAAJME/32quSSA4aZ8/s1600/HPmag10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa9RYvYL4U0/TfDWgKdFuBI/AAAAAAAAJME/32quSSA4aZ8/s320/HPmag10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As for Harry's friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xSul3yapCSw/TfDWn2gK_xI/AAAAAAAAJMI/bmUOYDNPJnw/s400/HPposter03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3ZyintuoMs/TfDWon9Pe9I/AAAAAAAAJMM/zwdFEg8Vloo/s400/HPposter04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hate Hermione's. Bad background, weird headspace, bad background, fake background... Doesn't reveal much about her character in the movie. Ron's better. His background looks more real, i love how it shows his really going down into the action because of the people in the background and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVyvsJyYxEo/TfDXYVLburI/AAAAAAAAJMQ/O1UXaGWVVdU/s1600/HPposter05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVyvsJyYxEo/TfDXYVLburI/AAAAAAAAJMQ/O1UXaGWVVdU/s400/HPposter05.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Snape deserves his own poster, but not in this way... I don't know, i don't feel anything from this. Plus the fact that they used the same background as Bellatrix, it's just wrong. He's like. Oh my god. He's like the pivotal character in this movie. And really, seriously? A white glow to the wand? I mean come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe i feel disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8VxLV6WnQaM/TfDX-7TozWI/AAAAAAAAJMU/CmhP5dXGgrY/s1600/HPposter10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8VxLV6WnQaM/TfDX-7TozWI/AAAAAAAAJMU/CmhP5dXGgrY/s400/HPposter10.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There you go, same background. sort of. I know it's not exactly the same. But the broken windows and everything just give them about the same feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i like her poster. You can really see that she's mad. I also like how there's people "cheonging" in after her, showing how eager she is to lead the charge in the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHEkzY7S0YE/TfDYWE5eO_I/AAAAAAAAJMY/EeGai4bxMDI/s1600/HPmagCharacBel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHEkzY7S0YE/TfDYWE5eO_I/AAAAAAAAJMY/EeGai4bxMDI/s200/HPmagCharacBel.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nod nod, i'm ok with this poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and she looks gorgeous in real life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mhv1ZAI4kHo/TfDYiHTqVaI/AAAAAAAAJMc/aglYu9mAvyo/s1600/HPposter06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mhv1ZAI4kHo/TfDYiHTqVaI/AAAAAAAAJMc/aglYu9mAvyo/s400/HPposter06.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my second favourite poster amongst them all. Fans would love this.&lt;br /&gt;This is the scene we really feel pity for his character, &amp;nbsp;where he nearly died, where he was changed fundamentally by Harry's actions and of course where he loses a friend and kinda majorly screw up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, i think his poster strikes out from the rest and that it kinda sends the wrong message. It makes him seem like the lead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*salutes* Major Screwup. (HIMYM joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna leave my favourite for the last. And also my least favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkoHsxQEByU/TfDZD901VFI/AAAAAAAAJMg/sUNU3Ts9xfg/s1600/HPposter09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkoHsxQEByU/TfDZD901VFI/AAAAAAAAJMg/sUNU3Ts9xfg/s400/HPposter09.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love the twins and thus I'm happy they got a poster. Despite this poster not revealing much, and also the fate of one of them... I still love that they got their own poster.&lt;br /&gt;Love the background too. So i'm not gonna complain too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the I"O"U in the background. hehe. Maybe that's Fred... cause. yeah. George kinda "owes" him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KHUjTEFosUw/TfDZjHJjKTI/AAAAAAAAJMk/kCizfTlP8v8/s1600/HPposter08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KHUjTEFosUw/TfDZjHJjKTI/AAAAAAAAJMk/kCizfTlP8v8/s400/HPposter08.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My third favourite poster.&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME! Really show what Prof. McGonagall is doing in the battle. Sending out the armored troops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;this poster really got me excited besides my favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VAjSsRl10d4/TfDZ961k_hI/AAAAAAAAJMo/-CHGhBCfzaY/s1600/HPposter11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VAjSsRl10d4/TfDZ961k_hI/AAAAAAAAJMo/-CHGhBCfzaY/s400/HPposter11.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My least favourite with the goblin inside. I understand that he plays a big role at the start of the movie. But he does not really deserves a poster does he? I mean. ok. he's holding the sword. Tells us that he's gonna be involved with it. The background of Gringotts.. ok tell us his part of the story is happening there but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think he don't deserve a poster. =.=&lt;br /&gt;If anything, i rather Dumbledore gets a poster for his little part at the end of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR even Hagrid. COME ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKrVdrlrZKQ/TfDafGdmJuI/AAAAAAAAJMs/zXogc-aiCr4/s1600/HPposter07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKrVdrlrZKQ/TfDafGdmJuI/AAAAAAAAJMs/zXogc-aiCr4/s400/HPposter07.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MY FAVOURITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poster actually reveals everything that happens nearing the end of the movie. Haha even the snake is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bookreaders would know what this poster symbolises. Even the sword in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people at war at the background, the clearest of the entire lot of posters, really let us feel the war, and the Neville is actually a big part of the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite :) go Neville! You rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!&lt;br /&gt;Overall, 3 Loves, 4 Likes and 4 Hates...&lt;br /&gt;Ok... but i'd rather have 11 loves then this mixed feelings. it is after all the last movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3810152992508382757?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3810152992508382757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3810152992508382757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3810152992508382757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3810152992508382757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/06/post-753-harry-potter-posters.html' title='Post 753: Harry Potter Posters..'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXfE09a22zY/TfDVAmFJj1I/AAAAAAAAJL4/mE2Sd7KsTT0/s72-c/HPposter01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2111242761074442294</id><published>2011-05-26T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:01:10.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 752: My 10 Favourite Actors/Actresses</title><content type='html'>I'm in a list making frenzy these days. Just keep wanting to make more. So! To continue, i shall write about my top 10 favourite actors and actresses. Please do note that I do not pick them base on how famous they are, how many shows they've had or even how many awards they've won. I picked them based purely on how I like the roles they act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. John Noble (Fringe - Walter/Walternate)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh John Noble, John Noble. Did you know that Fringe have had him acting up to a total of three... wait, four different versions of himself? Each of them have had their own histories, their own characteristics and their own quirks and flaws. He was able to successfully differentiate each version of himself and make them a character of their own. For example, there's Walternate, the version of him in another universe bend on destroying ours, there's Walter, our universe's version who's kind and damaged and quite wacko, future Walter who's even more wacko and hurt and damaged, and finally past Walter who's just lost his son and is starting to turn wacko.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy should win awards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Neil Patrick Harris (How I Met Your Mother - Barney Stinson)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Barney Stinson, whoever watch How I Met Your Mother should love him. It'll be a crime not to. He is legen-waitforit-dary! Come on, who can't respect a guy who can pull off acting like he absolutely love girls when he's gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ain't he and his hubby cute? haha ok off topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. David Hewlett (Stargate Atlantis - Dc. Rodney McKay)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoever who don't watch Stargate Atlantis would definitely not know how comedic this man can be even while acting as a stuttering and totally phobic Doctor Rodney McKay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Lena Heady (TSCC: The Sarah Corner Chronicles, 300, Game of Thrones)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who can't love a actor who's been 2 awesome TV shows and one awesome (no matter how ridiculous it could be) movie? Plus, her accent is so cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Summer Glau (TSCC: The Sarah Corner Chronicles, Firefly, The Cape, Dollhouse)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Refer to reason from 4. as well as 5. awesome shows she's been in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Brad Pitt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I know... i've been going on about TV show actors... now for some movie ones. Brad Pitt is just... so gorgeous 0.o i shall not comment more. He was a great vampire, a de-ageing guy... a great Achilles... it's just nice to see him act you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Emma Watson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though i tried my best to accept her cropped hairstyle now... ok i'm not gonna go there. I loved how she's grown in the HP movies and really loved her acting in the 7th movie part 1. ok and i was pretty impressed by her crying and all in the 6th movie. she just really brought out the character of Hermione...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Rupert Grint&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that of the HP trio, only Daniel Radcliff did not make it to my list. I used to hate Rupert Grint because i thought he was really not very appealing. But i think he actually looks better now... and to some extent, (his height helping im along) he even looks better than Daniel. Moreover, his acting is really great in HP7a. I really felt how Ron was feeling... Good job Rupert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Emma Stone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've watched like nearly half of her films already, Zombieland, Easy A, House Bunny and the not-so-great Ghosts of Girlfriends Past (whom was much watchable because of her character). I'm definitely gonna watch The Amazing Spider Man because of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, i love her raspy voice. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Johnny Depp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care how good or bad Pirates is. It's Johnny and Pirates!!! This guy's been acting since the 80s. Respect yo. Plus i loved Charlie &amp;amp; the Chocolate Factory, all the Pirates film (no matter how bad), Alice in Wonderland....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;comeon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that concludes the list :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-2111242761074442294?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2111242761074442294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2111242761074442294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2111242761074442294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2111242761074442294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/05/post-752-my-10-favourite.html' title='Post 752: My 10 Favourite Actors/Actresses'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3705782735636902019</id><published>2011-05-22T23:37:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T00:18:52.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 751: 10 Misconceptions of Singapore</title><content type='html'>Ok, so recently i have heard alot from friends about foreigners who just have these weird misconceptions about Singapore and thus decided i shall write about it. Also, most of these came from personal experience. Please note that only the first three are in order of how common they are, the rest are just random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Singaporeans do not speak English&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, we may not speak perfect English, but Singlish certainly isn't a foreign language. It's been argued that it should be a kind of dialect to the English language but whatever the case, WE SPEAK ENGLISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Singaporeans will get arrested for eating chewing gums&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... no we do not, we get arrested if we are caught chewing gums and sticking them at random public places. Now that's disgusting and uhuh, we don't do that here. We are&amp;nbsp;hygienic&amp;nbsp;people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Singapore has an awesome myth about the Merlion, I heard it's real and that the story have been told since long before the island was a civilisation...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you've been told dudes and dudettes, I fear you've fallen for the trickery of the Singapore Tourism Board. Everything is a LIE! The Merlion is created by the board to promote Singapore and to create something that is identifiable for the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Singaporeans will get arrested for crossing the roads where there are no traffic lights.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not have traffic light at every single convenient spot on the island. That would be a total waste of energy, space and efficiency. Just cross the damn road if it isn't used a lot... this ain't China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Singaporean Chinese do not speak Chinese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had China shop owners trying to communicate with me in English cause we were speaking in English as a group. They always react with surprise when we reply to them in Chinese. One even went so far as to ask if we were Japanese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Singapore is part of China&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably one of the most ridiculous one, but i've heard it twice, both times when I was in Europe...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because Pirates of the&amp;nbsp;Caribbean&amp;nbsp;made it so... China? and weird? and dirty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Singapore is the country and there are many cities in here...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(like the USA where there's New York and than there's Washington DC)&lt;br /&gt;"So which city do you live in in Singapore?" says Tourist.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it happened.&amp;nbsp;Let me clear this up, Singapore is an island country and city. Singapore is the name of the country, the island and the city. We only have one city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Singaporeans do not care about politics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't just apply for foreigners actually. Even some locals think that Singaporeans do not care about politics, if anything, the recent GE has proven that Singaporeans very much care about the political situation of their nation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Singapore is all jungle and trees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're called the garden city, not tarzan's home or the jungle book. If there's anything hanging from trees, it's holiday decorations and definitely not vines where tarzan swings from tree to tree... I feel like watching tarzan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Singapore is a third world country&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seem that there are people out there who think that we have beggars lined along the streets, bad sewage systems and all that.&lt;br /&gt;God damn it, will you just Wikipedia Singapore... sigh... how can so many people can be so ignorant...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3705782735636902019?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3705782735636902019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3705782735636902019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3705782735636902019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3705782735636902019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/05/post-751-10-misconceptions-of-singapore.html' title='Post 751: 10 Misconceptions of Singapore'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4505437117040002025</id><published>2011-05-05T11:32:00.040+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:47:49.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 750: A Roller-coaster Day</title><content type='html'>Ok, i was about to start ranting off about yesterday but than i came into blogger and saw how much it changed. wow. just a few days and wow. You guys should check it out. But i think it's a bit too late ah. I mean, this revamp should have bee done a long long time ago when blogger was still the in thing. Come on, face it, everything's done on facebook now. People blog via tags, some still use the notes as diaries. Albums substitute uploading one by one on super long blog posts and even MSN is losing to facebook chat. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on to yesterday. So, i had fun in Visual Comm, making my logo, and it looks something like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ut5jkjv-xE/TcIbJaq7eZI/AAAAAAAAIvI/GBLJvvQUryc/s1600/Creates+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ut5jkjv-xE/TcIbJaq7eZI/AAAAAAAAIvI/GBLJvvQUryc/s200/Creates+logo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I haven't really had time to refine it so if i were to really use it, i'm gonna have to consult serene on what to change :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You own half of this logo dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, after VC i went to meet serene for lunch and than there was the screwed up Gen Ed field trip. I'm not going to say that it was all bad, it was mostly bad. A bit fun, but mostly bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i'm gonna have to blame the school for totally NOT FREAKING prepare us for the trip.They could have told us that we were going to go hiking through a jungle trail, or forest trail, and that &lt;i&gt;we should wear sports shoe and not flats (for the girls)&lt;/i&gt;. Next, they could &lt;i&gt;have told us to bring water bottles &lt;/i&gt;so we wouldn't have to buy water bottles. Of course, they could &lt;i&gt;have also told us to pack light or find us someplace to put our bags &lt;/i&gt;because face it man, we're Poly students, most of us have laptops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, almost everyone brought their bags, everyone wore what they would usually wear to school and most of us don't have water bottles. I thank the company for at least having prepared ponchos because i shudder to think how screwed up the school and the company would have been if we were drenched totally in a LIGHTNING STORM in a forest with 1k to 3k bucks worth of laptops and cameras with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say I learnt nothing from this trip. I may not have learnt nothing if it did not rain actually because most of such nature loving thingy has been taught to us DPA kids during the Mawai camp. However, because it rained, i got to have first hand experience about how cruel nature could be and how unpredictable she could be. It's actually rather fun if you get over the uncomfortable fact that you have soaking wet shoes that are like a sinking Sampan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after pulling us back from the trek and telling us the trip is postponed and we were sent back to school, i tried to clean myself as best i could and hoped that i don't stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went into MLT 8 and i met two US filmmakers :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm really inspired by them,&amp;nbsp;Rashaad Ernesto Green and Andrew... can't remember :p&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i'm really impressed by Rashaad's talk and the way he created his film and all that. I tried finding his short film premature on youtube but i couldn't. He showed us his trailer for his feature film Gun Hill Road and omg i really really want to see it. I tried finding the trailer online but i couldn't and than i remembered he said that the trailer haven't even premiered in the states =.= awww damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells, a nice and tiring end to a hectic day...&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;toodles. byesss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-4505437117040002025?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4505437117040002025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4505437117040002025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4505437117040002025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4505437117040002025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/05/post-750-roller-coaster-day.html' title='Post 750: A Roller-coaster Day'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ut5jkjv-xE/TcIbJaq7eZI/AAAAAAAAIvI/GBLJvvQUryc/s72-c/Creates+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4903288808625128601</id><published>2011-04-29T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T00:03:32.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 749: Harry Potter 7B Trailer Analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mObK5XD8udk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the trailer, watch it in it's full glory.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really so excited that i'm gonna do a scene by scene analysis.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i've got no life... i get it. too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER BELOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved how the trailer really focused a lot on Snape. You see him a lot. And that's good, means the film-makers know that Snape is a vital character, that he is a hero in his own right. That much Snape in it, I'm already knowing how much I will love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the trailer, we are shown Snape's memory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gniW65OTag/Tbl-BNOF5qI/AAAAAAAAIqw/83BiYHvKiN8/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.39.16.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gniW65OTag/Tbl-BNOF5qI/AAAAAAAAIqw/83BiYHvKiN8/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.39.16.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ravenclaw tiara, might not be from his memory, might be Voldy's, might be the real thing in the room of requirements....&lt;br /&gt;I think its the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktd1Me8eqPE/Tbl-BYo3DjI/AAAAAAAAIq4/3VB6sv2RMso/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.39.52.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktd1Me8eqPE/Tbl-BYo3DjI/AAAAAAAAIq4/3VB6sv2RMso/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.39.52.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily and Petunia, this is probably little&amp;nbsp;Snape&amp;nbsp;sneaking a peak at them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5d7EbDsSJ1k/Tbl-B1gmfsI/AAAAAAAAIrA/Ras73W1PILI/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.39.58.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5d7EbDsSJ1k/Tbl-B1gmfsI/AAAAAAAAIrA/Ras73W1PILI/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.39.58.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And than we get to see Lily playing with magic by making a dead flower bloom...&lt;br /&gt;Scaring Petunia after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBLqB5byZQM/Tbl-CDhSs6I/AAAAAAAAIrI/eVlVhgD_pZA/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.40.06.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBLqB5byZQM/Tbl-CDhSs6I/AAAAAAAAIrI/eVlVhgD_pZA/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.40.06.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is many many years later, in Dumbledore's office perhaps, when Dumbledore is addressing Snape about what he should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHxheOjg1dU/Tbl-CgtIvKI/AAAAAAAAIrQ/bFIyRxK8ojk/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.40.12.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHxheOjg1dU/Tbl-CgtIvKI/AAAAAAAAIrQ/bFIyRxK8ojk/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-28%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.40.12.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is Snape reaching for Lily's hand... from which scene in the book, I can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And than we are given a close up of Voldy opening his eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3VJ-3Qb89Os/TbmCE6rM_MI/AAAAAAAAIuk/p-1QlulT2kg/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.40.19.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3VJ-3Qb89Os/TbmCE6rM_MI/AAAAAAAAIuk/p-1QlulT2kg/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.40.19.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can't really figure much out of this scene, it might be after he had shot the lightning bolt at the end of the last movie, in which case this might be the first scene of the upcoming movie.&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know, it could be anywhere, the dark lord does whatever he wants, wherever he wants :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we see harry grieving for dobby at his grave:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZ_zpLyklto/TbmCJX7tFSI/AAAAAAAAIuo/bBQvKxtlqwc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.40.43.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZ_zpLyklto/TbmCJX7tFSI/AAAAAAAAIuo/bBQvKxtlqwc/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.40.43.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And than a bunch of random scenes which i can't really figure out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvJz8Kbqfik/TbmCNqfLLsI/AAAAAAAAIus/FxQByDLqsIs/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.40.53.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="92" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvJz8Kbqfik/TbmCNqfLLsI/AAAAAAAAIus/FxQByDLqsIs/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.40.53.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i5nEHZmPDPQ/TbmCRLjY36I/AAAAAAAAIuw/AnOxjRZFnpY/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.41.06.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="93" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i5nEHZmPDPQ/TbmCRLjY36I/AAAAAAAAIuw/AnOxjRZFnpY/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.41.06.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjXgxdluIDM/TbmCTD7OzLI/AAAAAAAAIu0/Bi-6J19viHw/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.41.12.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjXgxdluIDM/TbmCTD7OzLI/AAAAAAAAIu0/Bi-6J19viHw/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.41.12.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Could this be when Voldy Avada Kedevra-ed Harry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we see Voldy's full wrath unleashed when he found out harry is after his pieces of souls... Poor fools, wrong place, wrong time, wrong guy to side with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVFhYqvwI9A/TbmCXPzXBrI/AAAAAAAAIu4/17hP488C8tc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.41.20.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVFhYqvwI9A/TbmCXPzXBrI/AAAAAAAAIu4/17hP488C8tc/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.41.20.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And than you see poor little malfoy shivering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random scene of the trio looking up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7EPUrxC_hOM/TbmCZVRCFHI/AAAAAAAAIu8/JDm0E9hH4RY/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.41.29.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7EPUrxC_hOM/TbmCZVRCFHI/AAAAAAAAIu8/JDm0E9hH4RY/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.41.29.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And than the real exciting bits start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YuteBeRjaQ/Tbl_f6Ipv0I/AAAAAAAAIrc/YUPRPxdhptE/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.24.18.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="169" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YuteBeRjaQ/Tbl_f6Ipv0I/AAAAAAAAIrc/YUPRPxdhptE/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.24.18.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Harry,&lt;br /&gt;hermione under disguise, and ron hidden at the back...&lt;br /&gt;as well as the goblin what's-his-name,&lt;br /&gt;hurtling through the tunnels of gringotts to get to the hufflepuff cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDkJlgVbZAc/Tbl_lcPE7TI/AAAAAAAAIrg/xeMjyQWrbCY/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.25.14.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDkJlgVbZAc/Tbl_lcPE7TI/AAAAAAAAIrg/xeMjyQWrbCY/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.25.14.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is probably Snape looking up at Harry's house in anguish, after Voldy's attack on the Potters.&lt;br /&gt;He'll then turn against his master after that and become the spy...&lt;br /&gt;going to dumbledore begging for help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tbDhvw9ytX0/Tbl_o2iHu3I/AAAAAAAAIrk/RbHhpX3hRAo/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.25.22.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tbDhvw9ytX0/Tbl_o2iHu3I/AAAAAAAAIrk/RbHhpX3hRAo/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.25.22.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the statues of hogwarts jumping down dramatically. This must be near the end, the climax, Mcgonagall must have cast her huge spell already, calling all armor suits to go to war in&amp;nbsp;defense&amp;nbsp;of hogwarts. Oh the goosebumps...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-APUfx6STg7Q/Tbl_q02JYwI/AAAAAAAAIro/JNMsw59O_x8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.25.40.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="93" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-APUfx6STg7Q/Tbl_q02JYwI/AAAAAAAAIro/JNMsw59O_x8/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.25.40.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kA0-IEMvYCs/Tbl_un6wgoI/AAAAAAAAIrs/MHO34pmqsWs/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.00.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="92" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kA0-IEMvYCs/Tbl_un6wgoI/AAAAAAAAIrs/MHO34pmqsWs/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.00.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two scenes we've seen before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QfAhYBO6Ns/Tbl_xgE891I/AAAAAAAAIrw/O2Xv2wyGwQQ/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.07.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QfAhYBO6Ns/Tbl_xgE891I/AAAAAAAAIrw/O2Xv2wyGwQQ/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.07.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this scene, nice colour correction...&lt;br /&gt;This is probably snape walking through to see the destroyed Potter's house.&lt;br /&gt;See the window at the back, it looked too perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I initially thought it was him walking through the shrieking shed to see Voldy and get killed, but no, this should be his memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenes from the battle at hogwarts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgrPBarS8Q4/Tbl_0VAXZ6I/AAAAAAAAIr0/QqtiscpIDPI/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.25.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="94" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgrPBarS8Q4/Tbl_0VAXZ6I/AAAAAAAAIr0/QqtiscpIDPI/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.25.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some greenish light...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone apparating or a spell being cast. Doubt its avada kedevra, wrong colour, huge distance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PRchBkjUvJA/Tbl_3f1xPSI/AAAAAAAAIr4/CmdKBq5Z0ZE/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.31.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="95" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PRchBkjUvJA/Tbl_3f1xPSI/AAAAAAAAIr4/CmdKBq5Z0ZE/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.31.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry looking like he's in pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone died?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gxwPrEG_GY/Tbl_7UjQYPI/AAAAAAAAIr8/GJnrFQkcCRw/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.37.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="95" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gxwPrEG_GY/Tbl_7UjQYPI/AAAAAAAAIr8/GJnrFQkcCRw/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.37.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Explosions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people running...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;death eaters zooming around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v61-LSl5F6w/Tbl__rVoCmI/AAAAAAAAIsA/KfO2_6Fsy2w/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.44.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="95" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v61-LSl5F6w/Tbl__rVoCmI/AAAAAAAAIsA/KfO2_6Fsy2w/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.44.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry staring in horror as some Order of the Phoenix guy defends him... is it kingsley?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-De3JXmFoo0c/TbmAB_DQuQI/AAAAAAAAIsE/7pTLpo8Ttgc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.51.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-De3JXmFoo0c/TbmAB_DQuQI/AAAAAAAAIsE/7pTLpo8Ttgc/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.51.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malfoy's mummy turning around, probably surprise, hope, when she sees harry coming to find them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she just want her family to survive and be safe after all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5o2uwFqakgg/TbmAFMs3vrI/AAAAAAAAIsI/f5m-j8O8IvA/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.57.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5o2uwFqakgg/TbmAFMs3vrI/AAAAAAAAIsI/f5m-j8O8IvA/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.26.57.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The army of armor suits marching. This scene really excited me because ever since i read the book, i've been wondering how they would make this in the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not surprised at how the tables and chairs joining in the battle weren't included in the movie. David Yates was right, it didn't fit the tone of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcO7domlEdA/TbmAHA8HgmI/AAAAAAAAIsM/tlfRe7WrNHs/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.12.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcO7domlEdA/TbmAHA8HgmI/AAAAAAAAIsM/tlfRe7WrNHs/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.12.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another nice scene, Ron telling Harry probably that they can do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm... did he say this in the book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to reread it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RquhNtpeTV4/TbmALjqGnzI/AAAAAAAAIsQ/ONkRGQ4Ys2o/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.18.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RquhNtpeTV4/TbmALjqGnzI/AAAAAAAAIsQ/ONkRGQ4Ys2o/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.18.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voldy's snake hissing... judging from the ruined steps around it, i am betting this is before Neville goes to stab it and thus kill of the last hocrux that voldy has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZQIyrSg710/TbmAPBs3taI/AAAAAAAAIsU/WUzlpilcEIA/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.25.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="93" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZQIyrSg710/TbmAPBs3taI/AAAAAAAAIsU/WUzlpilcEIA/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.25.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A scene we've seen before again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weirdly, ron firing a shot and not hermione...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"always the tone of surprise"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U199Ggh2G_k/TbmAS4XDeXI/AAAAAAAAIsY/I6gGy5t_U1o/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.33.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U199Ggh2G_k/TbmAS4XDeXI/AAAAAAAAIsY/I6gGy5t_U1o/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.33.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much speculation, this is obviously the trio riding the dragon to burst out of gringotts with the hufflepuff cup but not with the sword.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vFgR36F3sc/TbmAWQ6pL2I/AAAAAAAAIsc/ZMZVNLL8mKA/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.39.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vFgR36F3sc/TbmAWQ6pL2I/AAAAAAAAIsc/ZMZVNLL8mKA/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.39.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry crawling, i think this is from the final fight with Voldy, judging from the debris, the colour correction and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably making him fall and everything before finally killing Voldy, unlike the book...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe to add some tension?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V448xA9qTe0/TbmAZPEWxBI/AAAAAAAAIsg/OztPqWl2ucc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.45.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V448xA9qTe0/TbmAZPEWxBI/AAAAAAAAIsg/OztPqWl2ucc/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.45.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously Fred's death...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bold of the film-makers to put this in the trailer, telling every fan out there that "yes we did not forgot about Fred and yes we're not sparing him either"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacq, don't cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kek0gvO1nqM/TbmAcddbasI/AAAAAAAAIsk/Rb9CgtZOw0Y/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.52.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kek0gvO1nqM/TbmAcddbasI/AAAAAAAAIsk/Rb9CgtZOw0Y/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.52.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this might be when harry killed voldy and everyone is celebrating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or when he revealed that he's not dead....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm i think it's when he revealed that he's not dead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3pV05cKkCI/TbmAgHe0spI/AAAAAAAAIso/iLsk-RZ7rqA/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.58.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3pV05cKkCI/TbmAgHe0spI/AAAAAAAAIso/iLsk-RZ7rqA/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.27.58.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't really figure out what scene is this... looks beautiful though, and similar to dumbledores scene in half-blood prince...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UpbTWbfQYU/TbmAiksTlqI/AAAAAAAAIss/3RU9rytTxFA/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.28.28.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="93" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UpbTWbfQYU/TbmAiksTlqI/AAAAAAAAIss/3RU9rytTxFA/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.28.28.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ginny looking longingly up in the sky...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't really speculate much from this scene...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJLdv6AV8JI/TbmAlycWAHI/AAAAAAAAIsw/L5EKqTrHNN8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.08.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJLdv6AV8JI/TbmAlycWAHI/AAAAAAAAIsw/L5EKqTrHNN8/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.08.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this is the scene when the trio is in the gringotts volt trying to get the hufflepuff cup while everything is burning and multiplying them at their touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPKQ90Ml0rw/TbmAp8rNswI/AAAAAAAAIs0/yYAUx5onVXg/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.14.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPKQ90Ml0rw/TbmAp8rNswI/AAAAAAAAIs0/yYAUx5onVXg/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.14.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another hint to the fans?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might the film-makers let us see how Lupin and his dear wife die? something Rowling cruelly left out in the book...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qgHJfARpZ0g/TbmAupZkuXI/AAAAAAAAIs4/tbhpEzNdVTg/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.21.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qgHJfARpZ0g/TbmAupZkuXI/AAAAAAAAIs4/tbhpEzNdVTg/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.21.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hogwart's defense falling apart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looks strangely like a planet's surface and continents to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIEglnVJxYo/TbmAykfzzVI/AAAAAAAAIs8/C5pGu91pks0/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.36.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIEglnVJxYo/TbmAykfzzVI/AAAAAAAAIs8/C5pGu91pks0/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.36.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another scene that is definitely not in the book. Harry jumping off the tower and pulling voldy with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i'm predicting is that Voldy cushioned their impact where they land and they end up in the courtyard fighting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe this leads to the scene above where harry is crawling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3jACBuiz7E/TbmA2JZaSWI/AAAAAAAAItA/yvB1woKPe2E/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.54.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="93" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3jACBuiz7E/TbmA2JZaSWI/AAAAAAAAItA/yvB1woKPe2E/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.34.54.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People running down a slope... we've seen this before too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkzVQRg6YvA/TbmA49Mz35I/AAAAAAAAItE/sL57SmyhLHg/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.35.20.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkzVQRg6YvA/TbmA49Mz35I/AAAAAAAAItE/sL57SmyhLHg/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.35.20.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snape disapparating.... to meet voldy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JVre0ODefI/TbmA-tbilTI/AAAAAAAAItM/RUtMU2URD-o/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.35.41.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JVre0ODefI/TbmA-tbilTI/AAAAAAAAItM/RUtMU2URD-o/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.35.41.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hermione and Ron running away from the rogue fire that malfoys dumb friend set away in the room of requirement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-W3ykagjrE/TbmBCLe0evI/AAAAAAAAItQ/4dJ6k0KSsho/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.36.06.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-W3ykagjrE/TbmBCLe0evI/AAAAAAAAItQ/4dJ6k0KSsho/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.36.06.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A scene of the epic battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you look closely, u can see a giant fighting... it might be one of those suits too though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-So9_tVqzZro/TbmBFsRjIjI/AAAAAAAAItU/pCRxpm251i0/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.36.24.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-So9_tVqzZro/TbmBFsRjIjI/AAAAAAAAItU/pCRxpm251i0/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.36.24.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry deflecting something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVaUZHNqa-M/TbmBH9ZTBSI/AAAAAAAAItY/pu6za7Mm5Qs/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.36.32.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVaUZHNqa-M/TbmBH9ZTBSI/AAAAAAAAItY/pu6za7Mm5Qs/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.36.32.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another scene not in the book... Chasers (thats the guy that captured harry and the rest at the end of the last movie right?) falling off the iconic hogwarts bridge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probably to their death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bless whichever guy who destroyed the bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PAAV1tjziVk/TbmBKdEsqBI/AAAAAAAAItc/FoLz46ZRskU/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.36.52.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PAAV1tjziVk/TbmBKdEsqBI/AAAAAAAAItc/FoLz46ZRskU/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.36.52.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't figure anything from this scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are they being killed? turned to dust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or are they disapparating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kQvM_M1IXok/TbmBMpXiVqI/AAAAAAAAItg/CvAwQux1dQ0/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.00.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kQvM_M1IXok/TbmBMpXiVqI/AAAAAAAAItg/CvAwQux1dQ0/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.00.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT MY DAUGHTER YOU BITCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6LZBQU8NIw/TbmBSTjZK4I/AAAAAAAAIto/-i4M4aM5QzU/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.28.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6LZBQU8NIw/TbmBSTjZK4I/AAAAAAAAIto/-i4M4aM5QzU/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.28.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dragon flying over london...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds9mGAwanPg/TbmBVB1OXGI/AAAAAAAAIts/c-fW4_iqclc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.40.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="90" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds9mGAwanPg/TbmBVB1OXGI/AAAAAAAAIts/c-fW4_iqclc/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.40.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RyHEzd2e2PE/TbmBYr27cQI/AAAAAAAAItw/dkY67R5mui8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.44.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="93" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RyHEzd2e2PE/TbmBYr27cQI/AAAAAAAAItw/dkY67R5mui8/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.44.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-habJJwQrU2A/TbmBculmoBI/AAAAAAAAIt0/KVp5-j7aHLM/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.54.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-habJJwQrU2A/TbmBculmoBI/AAAAAAAAIt0/KVp5-j7aHLM/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.37.54.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-WzKb-NdeE/TbmBiYrc3vI/AAAAAAAAIt4/iGzVm6J35Mg/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.06.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="92" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-WzKb-NdeE/TbmBiYrc3vI/AAAAAAAAIt4/iGzVm6J35Mg/s200/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.06.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More scenes that we have seen before, with the exceptionof the top right, of harry running through a crumbling hogwarts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TCAz-txou0/TbmBkxK-zuI/AAAAAAAAIt8/VZ2Pn4lm_bU/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.11.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TCAz-txou0/TbmBkxK-zuI/AAAAAAAAIt8/VZ2Pn4lm_bU/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.11.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Death eaters firing Cannon Ball like things at hogwarts, probably the&amp;nbsp;siege&amp;nbsp;to bring down the defense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J68TdohzEGg/TbmBpBVFrVI/AAAAAAAAIuA/fdcXlB6AyXA/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.18.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J68TdohzEGg/TbmBpBVFrVI/AAAAAAAAIuA/fdcXlB6AyXA/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.18.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Voldy screaming and about to cast a spell... is it cause neville killed the last&amp;nbsp;thing&amp;nbsp;he had to link him to immortality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJYfrp8hfPU/TbmBr8TBF4I/AAAAAAAAIuE/KSCiARlqbyE/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.23.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJYfrp8hfPU/TbmBr8TBF4I/AAAAAAAAIuE/KSCiARlqbyE/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.23.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh no wait, it's Harry his blasting at... hmmm never really seen a spell with this colour before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdoFlErwCWA/TbmBv5NU1iI/AAAAAAAAIuI/dNvZIosqS3E/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.51.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdoFlErwCWA/TbmBv5NU1iI/AAAAAAAAIuI/dNvZIosqS3E/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.51.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ginny crying. yep probably Voldy appearing with Harry's body, announcing that he had won... that harry potter is dead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s21Q4FGF33Q/TbmByCJKyzI/AAAAAAAAIuM/0VtLa_fCsjw/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.57.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s21Q4FGF33Q/TbmByCJKyzI/AAAAAAAAIuM/0VtLa_fCsjw/s320/Screen+shot+2011-04-28+at+PM+10.38.57.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dramatic head turn from harry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all i got from the trailer :) had fun analysing it. what do you guys think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for the movie :) my birthday somemore. Wouldn't mind watching it in IMAX and then in 3D hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-4903288808625128601?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4903288808625128601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4903288808625128601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4903288808625128601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4903288808625128601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/04/post-749-harry-potter-7b-trailer.html' title='Post 749: Harry Potter 7B Trailer Analysis'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mObK5XD8udk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-7471146324917071078</id><published>2011-04-26T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:48:19.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 748: The road so far</title><content type='html'>Right, it's been 3 months since i last posted and i doubt that anyone really blogs anymore, nevertheless, this blog is about 5 years old and i'm not about to just give it up. it's been nagging at me to come back to it and update it 0.o&lt;br /&gt;SO! Let me start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DPA Period&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, i'm still rather angry at the school. I really feel cheated. They advertised about giving us a "headstart education" to let us start school first and get module exemption or credit transfer and what not blabadooiee. They should at least try and get every DPA student some credit transfer. It's not exactly fair that some people have module exemption and some don't even get credit transfer.&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, at least I got to know SP better, to know some of the short cuts, to know where to get good food (jap food at FC3 :p)and most importantly, to gain some insightful experience on working with people outside of Xinmin.&lt;br /&gt;I guess in my 4 years with SLB, i have come to take for granted how our family just work together, helping each other overcome faults, blockades and problems in projects, so much so that when i start working with other people outside of Xinmin, i feel extremely uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Xinmin has really helped me in a lot of sense, allowing me to be much more efficient in projects, to be much better at time-management and to know how to work with people.&lt;br /&gt;The cultural shock is still there.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, i'm glad that i could work with my DPA friends, to at least produce to videos that i could learn from in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Things to note: AUDIO CHECK! light check, white balance! continuity!&lt;br /&gt;But for a first film, i'm really glad how it turned out. I do wish that i could use other music though... the music database from DMIT is not exactly helpful. Shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;I've had alot of fun too at Mawai camp despite missing Serene a lot... It was fun to just you know, be wild for a few days haha.&lt;br /&gt;Despite everything, the most helpful thing from the DPA period is the friends that i've made. It's nice to know when school actually start that there are familiar faces around if you just look out for them. It's nice to turn a corner and say "hey yo! how's life". It's refreshing, it's nice and it really really make life with a whole bunch of new people in a whole new place much much easier to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP begins&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't exactly excited about the start of school. The first thing i thought about was that i had to meet a whole lot of new people again and that just really turned me off. It isn't that i'm not eager to meet and make new friends. It's just that after doing it for about 2 times (DPA group and DPA class) in DPA, it kinda just really gets tiring. To bond and break is not very fun.&lt;br /&gt;However, i thought that hey, i'm gonna be with them for 3 years, if it's anything, i should be eager and to be you know, hmmm whats the word, welcoming?&lt;br /&gt;Besides, i saw the schedule and it seem more or less fun, and then there's Serene to go to school with and go back home with.&lt;br /&gt;And therefore, when morning comes around on the first day of school, i woke up more or less ready to start my 3 year journey in SP.&lt;br /&gt;It's been about 2 weeks since orientation ends and honestly, i can't really remember much from it except for the sentosa trip and the movie. So i shall talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't that eager for another amazing race, i've had too much of those in SLB. Maybe it's because i had too much (both participating and planning) that it kinda turned me off. I knew how the races work, i knew how the clues were made... therefore i was afraid that i would be given something that would be... hmmm, not as well planned as compared to the races that dominic had planned in SLB.&lt;br /&gt;But i was greeted with a surprise :) the whole thing was done by an outside vendor and woosh! i was all smiles and eager to start the game. Easy clues, great friends = great fun.&lt;br /&gt;We kinda just talked and bonded and didn't really care about winning. Hell, all we wanted was to reach the next station and get on, we didn't care about getting the most station. Reaching the next one was good enough for us. Before we knew it, we had collected about 6 station clues and the game was ending.&lt;br /&gt;After that it was the Luge ride, short and sweet. haha. the rain just made it a whole lot more exciting. Sorry kylie! If you are reading, i nearly made you crash... nice swerve though :p&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the movie. Seriously, the fact that the school booked two theaters to let us watch Limitless was cool enough on its own. I didn't really care about the movie. I was just excited about the "having booked two theaters part". Of cours the movie was awesome, great effects, some rather cheap camera tricks and nice story. Draggy at the front but the creative use of effects totally made up for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lessons started, and so far, i'm really liking most of my lessons so far. If asked to rank which are my favourite modules thus far:&lt;br /&gt;Visual Comm&lt;br /&gt;Heroes Myths and Legends&lt;br /&gt;Creative Story Making&lt;br /&gt;Deconstructing TV&lt;br /&gt;Writing Across Media Platforms&lt;br /&gt;Gen Ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate/dont' like any of the modules. It's ranked according to my interests totally. I really like my lecturers, they are fun engaging professionals who just make lessons a whole lot more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, after these 3 months, i don't regret coming to SP and definitely totally don't regret being in DTVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss the free times with dear though...&lt;br /&gt;just saying :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-7471146324917071078?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/7471146324917071078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=7471146324917071078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7471146324917071078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7471146324917071078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/04/road-so-far.html' title='Post 748: The road so far'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-454481511563897952</id><published>2011-01-13T10:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T10:26:46.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 747: Vlog #008 - Posters</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="510" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNZ0jpw4KUA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/XNZ0jpw4KUA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="510" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-454481511563897952?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/454481511563897952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=454481511563897952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/454481511563897952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/454481511563897952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/01/post-747-vlog-008-posters.html' title='Post 747: Vlog #008 - Posters'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-6535387934860140293</id><published>2011-01-12T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T16:39:12.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 746: Vlog #007 - Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>This is a late vlog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18668527?portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-6535387934860140293?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/6535387934860140293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=6535387934860140293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6535387934860140293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6535387934860140293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/01/post-746-vlog-007-happy-new-year.html' title='Post 746: Vlog #007 - Happy New Year'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-1748097704252536295</id><published>2011-01-10T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:32:10.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 745: The official end...</title><content type='html'>This is the official end to my secondary school life... the release of results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My Prelims:&lt;br /&gt;English:     A2/B3 (dunno if count correctly)&lt;br /&gt;E Maths:   B3&lt;br /&gt;A Maths:   C5&lt;br /&gt;Science:    B3&lt;br /&gt;EG+EH:   A2&lt;br /&gt;Literature: B4&lt;br /&gt;O lvl MT: A1&lt;br /&gt;L1R4 (counting O lvl MT): 11 or 12 -2 (CCA) = 9 or 10&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 (counting O lvl MT): 15 or 16 -2 (CCA) = 13 or 14 -2 (passed HMT) = 11 or 12&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-703-prelims.html"&gt;Post 703&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Honestly, im quite happy with my results above ler, i have never gotten so good before for my prelim results. so i'm really very happy with my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My O Levels:&lt;br /&gt;English: A2&lt;br /&gt;E Maths: A1&lt;br /&gt;A Maths: A2&lt;br /&gt;Science: A1&lt;br /&gt;EG+EH: A2&lt;br /&gt;Literature: A2&lt;br /&gt;MT: A1&lt;br /&gt;HMT: C6 =.=&lt;br /&gt;L1R4: 6 or 4&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 9 or 7&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i'm very thankful for my results already and i couldn't have asked for more, 1 year ago, i would never have dreamt of getting 1 digit...&lt;br /&gt;thank you dear, for influencing me and making me believe that i can do better than what i set out to do. Thanks for helping me through all the hard times when i wanted to give up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-1748097704252536295?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/1748097704252536295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=1748097704252536295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/1748097704252536295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/1748097704252536295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/01/post-745-official-end.html' title='Post 745: The official end...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4583572969104434863</id><published>2011-01-09T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:14:53.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 744: Time to panic</title><content type='html'>I'm not trying to boast or what, but since the end of O levels, i have hardly thought about the day when i would be in school waiting to get my results. Is not that i am uber confident or what, it's just that personally, i felt that i have done my best, and so, with the fact that i am in SP now, i feel that i should well, &amp;nbsp;give myself a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore it kinda came as a shock when a recent nightmare illuminated the fact that my&amp;nbsp;subconscious&amp;nbsp;must be pretty worried, otherwise, why the visitation of this nightmare? I dreamt that i didn't do three pages in an E maths paper. zzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday, i went with WernChieh, Ivy, Lydia, Hardi and of course my dearest Serene, to go and see the open houses at SP and NP. We took the MRT from Hougang all the way to Dover, and alighted at a not so crowded SP yet, when we enter the convention center however, we realised that the lower section where all the popular courses are was really crowded. I headed to my course's booth to talk to my seniors (whom were very high to know that i got in - me seh), asked them abit about the course and they basically just told me i would have fun. I did find out though, that i could graduate with a degree in a year if i went to Curtin uni to study post-poly. Good good, lidat i can graduate after army like at 23/24 and start working and save more money XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Hardi, of course, headed for the business booth where he wanted to get into International Business, he went 0.o at the 9 pointer COP. Serene headed to the design scshool booth and got interested in the Visual Communication and Media Design. Wern Chieh wanted to know more about Applied Drama and Psychology (which is the same school as mine XD). Lydia was interested in Biomedical stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we tried and find my course the building but got lost, in the end wondered back to the convention center where we decided to head to NP... Taking bus 74, we went up Clementi Rd and reached NP, where it was so much less crowded (due probably to its inaccessibility).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really got to see the facilities of SP, but i was realllyyyy impressed by NP's. A mass comm office where students intern at producing magazines and newspapers... a real studio with video mixer... a 48 track recording studio... and even a 83 (ithink) seat cinema! WTF!!!! theres even a CCA where you gain points just watchin movies. bloody hell... than they even had 3d cameras! i mean, i know how it works and everything, and you can DIY one with two cameras on a rig, but walao, it's professional standard leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus NP the convention center sibeh cool... looks so new. and the school's less confusing too. BUT! it doesn't have my course so too bad for me... ahh wells, i still haven't seen SP's facility, shall be going today with my ma and sis. (I actually really lazy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Tsui Yan came and join us while we were at NP and after resting at Makan Place, we took bus 52 to Bishan where we had Subway for dinner, i wasn't feeling really well so i didn't eat much and i shared with Serene. After that, JiaJia joined us as we took bus to Xinmin where we KPOed on the sec 1 orientation. Met Fang Yu, so long din see her ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year sec 1 batch seemed rather guai (gd, not weird), they wasn't as high as us, as much as i can remember, but they cheered loud enough to own the previous year's batch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much joking around with Mr Tang, who promptly announced to us that he will be the first in the whole school to know our results, he told us not to worry, we went to punggol park to fly our wishing lantern, hoping not to panic and wishing that A1 all come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the pictures talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs080.snc6/169067_484755540677_730145677_6048953_2587151_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs080.snc6/169067_484755540677_730145677_6048953_2587151_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs792.ash1/168257_484767640677_730145677_6049257_6206094_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs792.ash1/168257_484767640677_730145677_6049257_6206094_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&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/31996763-4583572969104434863?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4583572969104434863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4583572969104434863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4583572969104434863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4583572969104434863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/01/post-746-time-to-panic.html' title='Post 744: Time to panic'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2728985301661778650</id><published>2011-01-02T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:14:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 743: Happy 2011</title><content type='html'>Hello Twenty-eleven! (that's what im calling the year, not twothousandandeleven, so freaking long)&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma blog about the countdown, my first countdown out with friends, since i didn't got around to doing it yesterday. Well, my first new year spent with my dear :) We met up in the afternoon at hougang to stock up on sparklers and stuff. Our original plan was to let fly a wishing lantern. You know, those that we flew back at mid-autumn...&lt;br /&gt;So we went to buy a pack of sparklers, a lighter, and 2 wishing lanterns. And than we headed to Vivo, which was packed full even though its only the afternoin. Probably all the partygoers gearing up for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1386.snc4/163808_480943440677_730145677_5958124_1524_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1386.snc4/163808_480943440677_730145677_5958124_1524_n.jpg" width="111" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs070.snc6/168093_480941440677_730145677_5958026_1133634_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs070.snc6/168093_480941440677_730145677_5958026_1133634_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, we walked around Daiso... wanted to source for some cloth that might be possible for us to use in making soft toys, but didn't find any, so we left and headed to the rooftop garden. Zou zou zou ah zou, we decided to play a little at the only little pond that wasn't already blocked off in preparation for the night's party, played a little but gave up cause there was a lot of tiny stones at the bottom of the pond that really jabbed at our poor feet, especially mine since it's flat foot and there's more area in contact with the ground. Aiya, tong jiu shi la. So we found our way to this little shelter where we sat and started camwhoring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that, we begin our great trek across the southern ridges!!! We went there once, back when we were celebrating our first month. Wow it seems so long ago... Anyways, along the way, me took more photos XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1367.snc4/163915_480948170677_730145677_5958325_305038_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1367.snc4/163915_480948170677_730145677_5958325_305038_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were heading to Hort park since we didn't make it there half a year ago... We had to cross the Hendersen waves to Telok Blanga (whatever its spelt), walk along the forest trail to reach there. It's a really long way jiu shi le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were still making our way to Henderson Waves, we kinda went the wrong way around Mt Faber loop, taking the longer way instead of the shorter. But while doing so, i found one of the most beautiful buildings i've seen in Singapore. Emphasis on Singapore, cause Germany sure had much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs760.ash1/165155_480952060677_730145677_5958484_1591402_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs760.ash1/165155_480952060677_730145677_5958484_1591402_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TSBuY6YntjI/AAAAAAAAIpM/CIE8sEZ7r-g/s1600/002HDR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TSBuY6YntjI/AAAAAAAAIpM/CIE8sEZ7r-g/s200/002HDR.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways, we briskly walked across the Henderson waves as we have been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs749.ash1/164046_480953105677_730145677_5958510_3426464_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs749.ash1/164046_480953105677_730145677_5958510_3426464_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We then reached Telok Blangah hill, where we went to the hilltop terrace to rest for a while and enjoy the view. Too bad we couldn't see the sunset there, so we continued walking, down the hill and towards the forest trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs765.ash1/165609_480953895677_730145677_5958526_556_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs765.ash1/165609_480953895677_730145677_5958526_556_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We enjoyed the sunset as much as it could, but couldn't really see its full glory as it kinda got blocked by a stupid cloud. would have been beautiful otherwise though. Walking through the trail, we finally reached Hort park at night. It was a really romantic place to be at night and we enjoyed ourselves there XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1358.snc4/162997_480956705677_730145677_5958587_4691075_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1358.snc4/162997_480956705677_730145677_5958587_4691075_n.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We made our way back to Telok Blangah hill after that, at first, we thought the forest trail would be creepy, but it was actually rather romantic too...&lt;br /&gt;Back at Henderson wave, we sat down and passed time as we wait for the clock to hit 12...&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks came... and the view was rather good. slightly disappointing though, since we couldn't see the marina bay fireworks in its full glory. it was blocked a lot. At least the mount faber fireworks were right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least there's the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1364.snc4/163623_480935605677_730145677_5957882_7225479_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1364.snc4/163623_480935605677_730145677_5957882_7225479_n.jpg" width="320" /&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/31996763-2728985301661778650?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2728985301661778650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2728985301661778650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2728985301661778650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2728985301661778650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2011/01/post-745-happy-2011.html' title='Post 743: Happy 2011'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TSBuY6YntjI/AAAAAAAAIpM/CIE8sEZ7r-g/s72-c/002HDR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3365544802285652527</id><published>2010-12-29T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:35:28.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 742: Reflections - Xinmin &amp; 2010</title><content type='html'>Prepare~~~&lt;br /&gt;BAZINGA~! Long post!!!&lt;br /&gt;yup. i'm graduating... it's the end of the first decade of the 21st century... i'm gonna start a new phase in life. so, why not? time to reflect on the good times now gone. the various years will be shorter, except this year. I've reflected on them before, so it's nothing much? just adding on what i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go chronologically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 1.&lt;br /&gt;Wow it's fast right? like 4 years flew by already. The feeling of the fresh and new Xinmin uniform on my skin as i put it on and made my way to school... Secondary 1 was a rush of a year, filled with excitement about my new school. I guess if anything, what i regretted when i join Xinmin was DSAing. I honestly did not have any interest whatsoever for choir, had i not DSAed, i would have went to some neighbourhood school not as good as Xinmin, maybe Zhonghua. But the point is, i got in, even though i was disappointed at not being able to chose my own CCA, i made do with it. I might have joined Chinese Opera because i could go overseas, or because i could really make a difference there which i could hardly do in Choir. the point is, i did not see it that i would be neglecting my responsibilities in Choir, perhaps what started then persisted until i graduated. I did not regret joining Opera, but i felt upset with myself sometimes for not being able to do much for Choir, and believe me i tried.&lt;br /&gt;In any case, i joined SLB, probably the only decision that year that i have not regretted at any one point in my Xinmin life. Ok maybe abit, but thats what every SL has to go through.&lt;br /&gt;Korea was great! Even though everyone i went with was my seniors, but they really treated me like a Xiao Didi, so it was fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Selection camp was fun too in some sense, that was the camp i learned about electric fence, and how fun the amazing race can be in the board.&lt;br /&gt;Intensive was equally fun too, that was the camp that we trekked all the way to Jalan Kayu and had to find our way back to school...&lt;br /&gt;What i learnt from 2007: Never take on too much if you can't juggle well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 2.&lt;br /&gt;Was in the campfire comm for 2008 orientation. Learnt that leaders in a comm need to work well or the whole team will collapse. shall not elaborate further.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 2008 was a year with a whole new different Opera. I pulled my friends in, teacher IC changed to Mr Pang and we went Germany!&lt;br /&gt;That was one of the smoothest performances i ever had, only one cock up. I really wished the team that performed then could team up again.&lt;br /&gt;Than there was Japan, which was truth be told, not that amazing la.&lt;br /&gt;I had more memorable experiences from Germany than Japan lor.&lt;br /&gt;Than there was grad night video. I learnt most from that activity than any other i suppose. I discovered my passion for making videos, i had fun working with &amp;nbsp;my brother-bestfriend Hardi, learnt to tahan people who did not have the same views as me, and overall bonded with Junwen and Clement.&lt;br /&gt;Selection camp under Royce was cool too.&lt;br /&gt;Zuyao's intensive with the trek at East Coast and camping there was absolutely memorable too. Sandcastles are fun!&lt;br /&gt;What i learnt from 2008: Not everyone has the same views as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lower Sec:&lt;br /&gt;I guess what i regret most from my lower sec days is that i took on too much, more than i could handle and that i did not spent more time on my studies. Im not saying that i should have been in double pure or stuff like that, truthfully, i think i might not be able to handle the harder syllabus, but i still wished that i put in more effort to at least pull up the scores and make my grades look better in the report book. At least report book wont be everything that is seen from me in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 3.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 was the year i quit Opera, though technically, i was still counted as a member, it just didn't feel the same ler. It was naive of me to think that it would ever remain the same as when in sec 1 i guess. But the bond that we felt in Sec 1 was not something i wanted to let go of so easily.&lt;br /&gt;Was the Games OIC for the year's orientation. I guessed that i matured in terms of events planning since sec 1 and 2 cause i was able to take on the role at the very last minute and to actually pull it off... something i could be proud of i guess. haha&lt;br /&gt;I became VP for choir last year, up till now, i feel bad that i neglected my duties. Its not easy since everyone already had their opinions about you because of sec 1 and 2. I regretted that i ran away from that and not challenged it...&lt;br /&gt;I became EXCO and with them (Plus celine and denise and lumyi) we went to Shijiazhuang. Best trip ever in Xinmin because it is with friends that i am with. True friends from SLB :)&lt;br /&gt;This was the year i found my drive to actually really piah and study.. If only because i was afraid of getting retained. even though the results turned up just slightly better, i felt so much better because i knew i tried my best, And that little mark of improvement meant that i could go further...&lt;br /&gt;Selection camp with Hardi was as fun since i got to work with my buddy again :)&lt;br /&gt;Dominics camp was a blast too, despite not being as action packed, it taught me lotsa stuff.&lt;br /&gt;What i learnt from 2009: Chose to be committed only because you are truely interested, if you are tasked with something, complete it as best you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 4.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, on to this year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Studies:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get what the seniors and teachers say about trying your best during the last run for O levels because for those that are going Poly, you will never get to feel it again and that it is really satisfying. Why? Because i got to see my hard work pay off while hanging out with friends, furthermore, i would not be shy to admit that o levels were the perfect excuse to get away from chores. Haha "I need to study" does everything for you really. I have never studied so hard in my life, but i liked it. I was actually excited to get back my results rather than dread it because i wanted to know how much i improved. There was disappointment because i didn't score as well for some subjects, but those disappointment was still able to &amp;nbsp;be used a fuel to push me on further and i liked that feeling. Plus, there was Serene there by my side to keep reminding me to push on. I have her to thank in bringing out the best in me this year. Thank you dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Choir:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have truly deserted choir this year. I still find it unfair that i'm being blamed for joining Shine and neglecting my CCa this year because Mrs Yeap was the one to ask me to join in the first place. Than she do a 360 turn and blame me.&lt;br /&gt;I may have regretted not doing much for choir, but that doesn't change the fact that it was the people inside that turned me away... (not everyone la, there are pretty nice people in choir. I'm happy that i got to become closer with Vicki because of her friendship with Serene)&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing more to speak about Choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SLB:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCOism was great! I got to bond with the other EXCOs and it was really insightful to get a closer look behind the mechanism that keeps the school running. Despite not doing much this year. Theres really nothing much lor. I did a lot of designing for the board this year and i really found my passion for designing.&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, i feel really bad for not being able to pass on more to juniors. I tried my best ler lor. I feel that they should really take up some initiative to come and ask for help from seniors and also some&amp;nbsp;perseverance&amp;nbsp;to really learn finish what the seniors are teaching.&lt;br /&gt;The board has changed a lot, but fundamentally, it is still that family that is searching to bring better things to the school while helping maintain the discipline in it. I got the feeling that somehow, that is slowly changing and i just hope that the juniors would keep in mind that we started out by being a family, not a clique. Those are two&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;things. The family is about the people inside, the clique is about showing off about your status. I don't really know how to explain this further, so go figure.&lt;br /&gt;Also, remember, planning is not about the big picture only. Think about what can go wrong and fix the problem before it appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shine:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine wasn't the best musical in the world, but it really showed me alot about drama, it taught me alot about theatre and it gave me a taste of what being lead actor can be like.&lt;br /&gt;All these would help alot should i finally become a director next time... Shine let all of us cast shine that night, and it felt great. It wasn't just about showing Xinmin that we can believe in ourselves, this production allowed me to dream further, to really allow my own dreams to soar and to believe that i can make it. It inspired me to really want to become a scriptwriter/director even though i know that the pay might be irregular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Health:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still bad from last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Photography &amp;amp; Videography:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my DSLR this year and seriously, i'm hooked on photographing my life. I have 1000+ photos of me on fb now, most of them my own pictures. Anyways, recently i started vlogging too...&lt;br /&gt;fun! haha&lt;br /&gt;gonna try and save up for a Nikon D5000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Key Events of 2010:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/01/post-639-happy-to-c-u-go-2009.html"&gt;- Countdown Party 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy bday Kaely! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/01/post-641-when-everything-becomes-last.html"&gt;- Orientation 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun during amazing race trying to run away from sec 1s and Lionel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/01/post-642-108-experience.html"&gt;- Mentoring 108'10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the most challenging and tiring things i did for SLB seriously. They are good kids really, just really&amp;nbsp;mischievous&amp;nbsp;and it really tested my patience. Well i hung out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/01/post-647-few-picture-says-post.html"&gt;- Hardi's Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fun planning the surprise for Hardi and seeing his shocked face when he entered stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/01/post-648-more-pictures-say-another-post.html"&gt;- Outing with Denise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun at the museums. haha. who knew museums would be a cool place to hang out at hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/02/post-659-recordings.html"&gt;- Shine Recordings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter's house was fun. it was cool to see all those cool equipments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/03/post-668-at-end.html"&gt;- Shine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being drama papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/06/post-688-ac10.html"&gt;- Adventure Camp 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last SLB project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/07/post-690-birthday-thank-yous.html"&gt;- My Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/08/post-698-my-mistress.html"&gt;- Getting my Macbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still happy i got it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-705-mid-autumn-fest.html"&gt;- Mid Autumn Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-706-graduation-ceremony.html"&gt;- Graduation Ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi Ye Le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010_10_01_archive.html"&gt;- O Levels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunnid say&amp;nbsp;la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-736-20508-chalet-2010.html"&gt;- 205'08 Chalet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010_12_01_archive.html"&gt;- Indonesia Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3365544802285652527?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3365544802285652527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3365544802285652527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3365544802285652527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3365544802285652527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/12/post-742-reflections-xinmin-2010.html' title='Post 742: Reflections - Xinmin &amp; 2010'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3181685025373188701</id><published>2010-12-27T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T01:02:16.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 741: On Indonesia... (Continued)</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardi's brother, Fernaldy, came to Jakarta, he wanted to play arcade so off we went again. after that, we went to a nice little restaurant to have some western food. yum yum, pizza and lasagna for about singapore 6 bucks. hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs933.snc4/74608_468781390677_730145677_5721247_1582584_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs933.snc4/74608_468781390677_730145677_5721247_1582584_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yup its a pretty short day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs617.ash2/156896_468787815677_730145677_5721323_7540906_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs617.ash2/156896_468787815677_730145677_5721323_7540906_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's off to the mountains! During the long ride, Hardi and I watched some shows... or more likely, it's just me, since hardi kinda slept the entire 3 to 4 hour ride away.&amp;nbsp;Finally~ we reached Hardi's Villa...&lt;/div&gt;We unloaded our stuffs and cleaned up and by the time we were done, night has fallen and we are out again, driving through the mountain and its small alleys towards the main road where there were restaurants... after a nice meal where i absolutely loved the egg, we went to buy things at the supermarket... or mama shop and than headed back to the villa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1356.snc4/162805_468799465677_730145677_5721503_5830687_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1356.snc4/162805_468799465677_730145677_5721503_5830687_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to visit hardi's relatives up in the mountain... and bought some sparklers and fireworks stuff so that we could play back at home in the night.&lt;br /&gt;went to the highest restaurant in the mountain to eat and had a great view.&lt;br /&gt;Back home, we played the sparklers. there were a lot of spider webs outside hardi's villa so we decided to throw the sparklers up into the webs and it kinda looked like they were floating in the air. so cool! Haha, than hardi's father let off some real fireworks. bang bang bang! wooots! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs390.ash2/66798_468801015677_730145677_5721531_5282641_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs390.ash2/66798_468801015677_730145677_5721531_5282641_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today, we went to a distant town also on the mountain called bandung, and i managed to catch a foto finally, of the horse pulled&amp;nbsp;carriages:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs732.ash1/162624_468814555677_730145677_5721625_5389625_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs732.ash1/162624_468814555677_730145677_5721625_5389625_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bought some stuff... nothing much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*blank* no fotos equals cant rmb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Didn't do much in the day, went to celebrate hardi's cousin, Kenny's birthday in the night at this japanese buffet restaurant in a super nice hotel. the restaurant was called Origami...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1356.snc4/162885_469317800677_730145677_5729789_4938063_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1356.snc4/162885_469317800677_730145677_5729789_4938063_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day ler... once again, it was a sunday, so we went to excercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs757.snc4/65773_469318930677_730145677_5729815_6449661_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs757.snc4/65773_469318930677_730145677_5729815_6449661_n.jpg" width="112" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Didnt excercise much cause i think the entire trip kinda took its toll on me... anyways, after that went to bowling and i followed uncles tip on how to bowl and i actually did quite well! 3 spare one strike in a row!!!&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs417.ash2/69531_469517560677_730145677_5732572_7714565_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs417.ash2/69531_469517560677_730145677_5732572_7714565_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See^ on top. haha&lt;br /&gt;Well... that kinda wraps up on the trip... that night went for another&amp;nbsp;sumptuous&amp;nbsp;meal and the next day i was on my way back to singapore, my first time taking a plane alone... now i know why the adults businessman dreads it. it's borring when u travel alone without friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm done with indo trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3181685025373188701?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3181685025373188701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3181685025373188701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3181685025373188701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3181685025373188701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/12/post-741-on-indonesia-continued.html' title='Post 741: On Indonesia... 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What more since i've been way occupied since i came back from indonesia. I guess it isn't that surprising that i'd be collapsing under the weight of everything that's happening. Finally i get a break, i should say, but funny how after going out almost everyday, staying at home makes me feel (On the contrary), restless... even though i am supposed to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i shall start with Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indonesia Trip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs603.ash2/155570_468723375677_730145677_5720273_3136183_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs603.ash2/155570_468723375677_730145677_5720273_3136183_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that mere 1.5 hour ride to Jakarta, i vow never to step foot aboard a Lion Air flight again... at least the small ones. The seats are horribly crampy. my knees were wedged to the back of the seats in front of me. I had to seat real upright in order to maintain some comfort, if any at all... In any case, after all that suffering, i reached indo, only to have the crappy service of the airport hold hardi, denni and i back in the terminal. Nonetheless, we managed to make our way out and hardi's mum (whom i shall refer to as aunty from this moment on) was waiting for us, she was getting a bit worried at how long we were taking. The luggage was delayed due to the heavy rain. Anyways, we left the airport and hardi's chauffeur helped to load the luggage into their red car and off we went to Jarkata. After placing our luggage at hardi's place and his brother gave me a tour around their house... 1st floor: maid's room, kitchen, dining area, living room, masterbedroom, hardi's room, denni and arl's room, two toilets. 2nd floor: game/entertainment room, toilet, entertainment stuffs. 3rd floor: errrr balcony i think? Ok back to what i was saying. After placing our luggage at hardi's place, we went to have buffet at some 4/5 star hotel... i think it was mandarin... anyways, all i could remember was the chocolate fountain and the super oily bun... and the nice pasta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1163.snc4/150569_468723055677_730145677_5720269_3134017_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1163.snc4/150569_468723055677_730145677_5720269_3134017_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So anyways, on the second day, while on the way to visit hardi's niece chloe, the car stopped as a train was about to pass. I was excited as i awaited the appearance of the train (hey we don't see a lot of those classic ones in singapore ok, all we get are MRTs stuffed full of people). I was quite disappointed to see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs356.ash2/63593_468726355677_730145677_5720316_7668445_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs356.ash2/63593_468726355677_730145677_5720316_7668445_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhh wells, we reached and i had fun kinda bonding with chloe... apparently she forgotten her uncle monkey (thats what the whole family call me =.= haha). Probably why she gave me this look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs694.snc4/63446_468727135677_730145677_5720331_4566114_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs694.snc4/63446_468727135677_730145677_5720331_4566114_n.jpg" width="112" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After helping hardi and his mum take some family photos, hardi's errr cousin? i not sure about the relations, very complicated, let us played with his real guns... cool to the max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs821.snc4/68166_468734650677_730145677_5720480_4995958_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs821.snc4/68166_468734650677_730145677_5720480_4995958_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Basically that's all for day 2, went to shopping mall that night to eat. quite cool, 4 bucks plus and can eat a jap food set. woots. haha. check out the foto on fb, me lazy to put here ler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs417.ash2/69586_468772060677_730145677_5721144_1431903_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs417.ash2/69586_468772060677_730145677_5721144_1431903_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woke up early the next day to go jogging with hardi's family. aunty didnt go because she was sleeping. hardi said she tried to go once but gave up after that... met hardi's cousin Karin and his childhood friend Savi, the whole family calls her Cantik... long story. We played badminton after a walk and than went to eat at mcdonalds. cheap cheap, yum yum XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, we went to arcade after that and hardi, being the pro that he is at crane catching, caught about 3 or 4 soft toys. Denni meanwhile, was a pro at catching those solar powered shaking toys. he got a total of roughly 13 of those toys. Zai Gia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs118.snc4/36279_468773090677_730145677_5721161_5733033_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs118.snc4/36279_468773090677_730145677_5721161_5733033_n.jpg" width="112" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs719.snc4/63917_468773965677_730145677_5721181_1228120_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs719.snc4/63917_468773965677_730145677_5721181_1228120_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 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week i'm having this week, i shall type out my timetable here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;0930 - Bring Luggage with stay-over clothes &amp;amp; laptop to Hardi's place&lt;br /&gt;1000 - Go back home, change and prepare for Grad Night&lt;br /&gt;1100 - Leave for Serene's place (BRING CAMERA)&lt;br /&gt;1130 - Meet Serene and head to Lydia's place&lt;br /&gt;1200 - Reach Lydia place and camwhore&lt;br /&gt;1730 - Reach Orchard Hotel&lt;br /&gt;1800 - Grad Night&lt;br /&gt;2300 - End of Grad Night, head to Hardi's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;0000 - Stay-over at Hardi's&lt;br /&gt;0900 - Leave Hardi's place with laptop and camera&lt;br /&gt;1000 - Pack chalet bag and bring laptop &amp;amp; camera&lt;br /&gt;1100 - Sleep&lt;br /&gt;1300 - Wake up eat lunch and bath&lt;br /&gt;1400 - Leave for Chalet&lt;br /&gt;1500 - 406'10 Chalet meet up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;0700 - Leave Chalet and go home&lt;br /&gt;0800 - Reach home, pack bag and still bring laptop &amp;amp; camera&lt;br /&gt;0830 - Sleep&lt;br /&gt;1200 - Wakeup bath and leave for hardi's place/airport??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-9052644400033431451?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/9052644400033431451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=9052644400033431451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/9052644400033431451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/9052644400033431451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-737-my-timetable.html' title='Post 737: My Timetable'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2099869155539399648</id><published>2010-11-20T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T09:10:26.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 736: 205'08 Chalet 2010</title><content type='html'>Let the video do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16999163?portrait=0" width="400" height="227" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep the whole night! an achievement! but had to sleep on dear's shoulder the whole way back. haha. well and i slept till like 5pm when i reached home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-2099869155539399648?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2099869155539399648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2099869155539399648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2099869155539399648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2099869155539399648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-736-20508-chalet-2010.html' title='Post 736: 205&apos;08 Chalet 2010'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-5311524005387591479</id><published>2010-11-15T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:56:44.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 735: Celebrating half a year of love ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;17 Papers total: &lt;s&gt;17 down&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;00 days to end of olvl&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;00 days to 6th month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;00 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;03 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;09 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;10 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;11 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天一大早呢，我就把褙子丢到了一旁，开开心心地起身。虽然呢，宝贝发了个建讯说她看错了考试时间，所以我们不能去ECP。但是我没事！ECP及时都能去，只要有宝贝在身旁就行了，对我来说去那里不是那么的重要。因此呢，我先跟妈妈去吃早餐。妈走后宝贝就来找我，喝了一杯热浓浓的咖啡后，宝贝便配我去染／剪头发。11点时，宝贝先走了，必须见她妈妈办点事。&lt;br /&gt;you know what? i give up...&lt;br /&gt;---English from this point---&lt;br /&gt;After cutting my hair, i went to school, wanted to sneak in but was too mafan so went to find Hardi and some other guys and school nearby the soccer court. Than after that went back to school meet dear, than went to find my mum for lunch while dear went to take papers.&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school at 2.45 to wait for dear and became the object of observation as everyone entering/leaving school stared at my hair. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Dear came out and after changing, we headed for Bugis!&lt;br /&gt;We went around Bugis junction first before heading to iluma and finally to bugis street/village (really hor, the maps online should just decide on a standardised name)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;rather disappointing though cause there was nothing much that i could buy. The nice blazers were all 70 80 bucks. GRRR!&lt;br /&gt;So after walking every possible nook and crook (at least i think) of the place, we left. Walked to Sim Lim and walk walk awhile, than left for Little India.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at City Square Mall after which we bought my blazer XD (i thus conclude today will be ranked among one of the "i spent most money" days) and we hung out a dark/nice/romantic spot.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-5311524005387591479?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/5311524005387591479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=5311524005387591479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5311524005387591479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5311524005387591479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-735-celebrating-half-year-of-love.html' title='Post 735: Celebrating half a year of love ^^'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-8869640648232480888</id><published>2010-11-15T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:37:37.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 734: All You Need to Know about Harry Potter (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>With the 7th movie coming out soon i figured i'd type this just for fun, and to let the pople out there who wants to watch the movie but don't dare to because they haven't watch the previous episodes or didn't read the book and can't make head to tail what the hell is happening. So, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Sorcerer's Stone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are introduced to Harry Potter as a boy who's parents were killed by evil evil moster Lord Voldemort but mysteriously, survives his killing curse. Thus, he is known as the Boy Who Lives. He is brought to his next to kin, selfish, fat and obnoxious Uncle &amp;amp; Aunt Dursley&amp;nbsp;and their son Dudley,&amp;nbsp;by kind old man Professor Dumbledore, strict old lady Professor McGonagall and half-giant, hard-on-the-outside-soft-on-the-inside Hagrid. There, he grew up for 11 years not knowing that he's a wizard or that he is famous. Soon, a volley of desperate letters telling him that Hogwarts School of&amp;nbsp;Wizardry&amp;nbsp;and Witchcraft wants him made their way to him, stopped by the ever intruding Uncle Vernon Dursly who hopes Harry will never find out he's a wizard. But who would be so stupid to think that they can stop magic? Hagrid tracked Harry down on his birthday and spilled the beans as well as give him a very ugly cake. The next day, they went to buy things for Harry at Diagen Alley. When it was time to go to school, Harry took the train, Hogwart's Express, at King's Cross Station, Platform 9 and 1/3 and off he went. On the train, he meets Ron and Hermione. Ron and Harry hit off very well at the beginning but they disliked Hermione. In school, the dislike escalated to such an extent that Hermione broke down. That night, a troll broke out and when Harry and Ron discovered that Hermione is still sobbing at a toilet, they went to save her. All's well and hermione became a part of their little clique. They discovered that their school is keeping the Philosopher's stone that provides ever lasting life and that someone is trying to get at it. At first they suspected Professor Snape which hates Harry, but in the end, when they tried to stop the bad guy, they discovered it's Professor stuttering Quirell and Lord Voldemort is sharing heads with him. Big epic fight ensues, Quirell dies and Voldemort fled, and Harry wins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of school year, stone destroyed, happy not so ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-8869640648232480888?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/8869640648232480888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=8869640648232480888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8869640648232480888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8869640648232480888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-735-all-you-need-to-know-about.html' title='Post 734: All You Need to Know about Harry Potter (Part 1)'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-5956587586501563402</id><published>2010-11-13T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T14:30:35.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 733: The End!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The clock strikes 11.10. "Put down your pen's!" i can't wait to slam it down man though i was not holding it."I will collect your booklets now!" Yes just collect it you want to wipe your shit with it also can. I don't care. "You may line up outside quietly!" FREE!! "Shut-up!". Ok, fine...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this when i was P6 at the end of PSLE... let me describe my expression when i dug it out from my blog archives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock strikes 11.10 (did the paper end at that time really?)&lt;br /&gt;"Put down your pen's!" (Gosh was my grammer that bad? Actually it's just slightly better now i think)&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to slam down man though i was not holding it. (what the hell am i talking about?)&lt;br /&gt;"I will collect your booklets now!" (that sound weird)&lt;br /&gt;Yes just collect it you want to wipe your shit with it also can. (uh uh uh, i'm not gonna do that now, i spent money on it, im keeping it man)&lt;br /&gt;I don't care (I care now)&lt;br /&gt;"You may line up outside quietly!" (Did we seriously did that?)&lt;br /&gt;FREE!! (Finally, something where present me have same sentiments with old me)&lt;br /&gt;"Shut-up!" (I just leave the hall and i can talk all i want.)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fine... (Huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now... there's a really different feeling. I entered the hall yesterday and the first thing i thought was, gosh this is the last one. And I realised that i didn't even prepare for this one, but you know, inside i dun really care le. and it surprised me but the paper was pretty relaxed, and it's just slightly frustrating because inside, i feel so bored... gosh i dun really know what im talking about. The point is, i actually felt kinda sad when i stepped out of the hall. There was that brief moment when i jumped for joy and said woohoo~ end ler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, this is really the end. Like no more ler you know... no more papers, no more school, no more sitting in classes and zoning out. And there was the sense of melancholy as i walked around school after that. Maybe that's why i walked around with lionel and hanged out around SL room, listened to SL stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}" style="color: grey;"&gt;&lt;a class="" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=735402461" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=735402461" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;HakuYi Lum&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;The immediate post-O-Level feeling wasn't that thrilling after all. I was still thinking just now (@ 7pm): Shit, so late. I need to go home and study. ZOMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fully agree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well's not to break the happy mood, at least imma have a lot of fun now XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-5956587586501563402?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/5956587586501563402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=5956587586501563402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5956587586501563402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5956587586501563402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-733-end.html' title='Post 733: The End!!!'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-7099776323434449057</id><published>2010-11-11T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:55:03.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 732: One more~ One more~</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: &lt;strike&gt;16 down&lt;/strike&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;1 to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;01&lt;/span&gt; days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;03 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;04 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;06 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;07 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;13 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;14 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;15 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is perhaps apt at this point of time to remember on the times when we sat together in the hot and steamy stadiums cheering for that last ball to touch the floor in the opponents court...&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE~ ONE MORE~ PAPER~&lt;br /&gt;muahaha&lt;br /&gt;technically, its one more hour, not one more day but who cares. imma like celebrating now ler. Anyways, today went to library at bishan with dear to study and for me to borrow some books. Met Sherhui and Ryan. we were wondering the link. but anyways, had quite a fun time there. so haha. ah wells. even though i hardly studied lol.&lt;br /&gt;ah wells. lemme post this video i wanted make so long ago but only got to make recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16686973?portrait=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-7099776323434449057?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/7099776323434449057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=7099776323434449057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7099776323434449057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7099776323434449057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-732-one-more-one-more.html' title='Post 732: One more~ One more~'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-1129489795027432225</id><published>2010-11-08T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:47:03.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 731: The last major one...</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: &lt;strike&gt;14 down&lt;/strike&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;3 to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;04&lt;/span&gt; days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;06 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;07 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;09 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;10 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;16 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;17 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;18 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESHHHH last major paper down. u guys know why i dun count HMT as major...&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've moved HP7's countdown up as i've booked the tickets. Im going to watch on 17~!&lt;br /&gt;*waves invisible ticket like charlie*&lt;br /&gt;wells and my calendar is seriously jam packed now...&lt;br /&gt;me very tired ler. bb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-1129489795027432225?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/1129489795027432225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=1129489795027432225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/1129489795027432225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/1129489795027432225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-731-last-major-one.html' title='Post 731: The last major one...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2130957758446760091</id><published>2010-11-07T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T17:06:29.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 730: soon... very soon...</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;13 down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;, 4 to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;05&lt;/span&gt; days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;07 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;08 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;11 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;12 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;17 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;18 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;19 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate SS now, stupid braincell killing, brainwashing subject. It's too content heavy to be a combined subject MOE!!!&lt;br /&gt;really~ please... save the next batch, no point saving us ler. since its effectively as of now 1 day away. DUHHH! ah wells. im just typing this before i sleep... shall have to go through SBQ formats tomorrow... and to chiong some SEQ with the help of my handy notes. i shall upload them after o's so people can use the notes i xin xin ku ku type out over these 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i was angry so i decided to search ss online (i dunno why i did that) but i found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://conference.nie.edu.sg/paper/Converted%20Pdf/ab00086.pdf"&gt;http://conference.nie.edu.sg/paper/Converted%20Pdf/ab00086.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particulary like this line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;social studies should hold a central place in the curriculum. And yet, it remains a low status subject, with little time allowed for the development of conceptual understanding and important skills.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally agree....&lt;br /&gt;wells chao&lt;br /&gt;gdnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-2130957758446760091?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2130957758446760091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2130957758446760091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2130957758446760091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2130957758446760091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-730-soon-very-soon.html' title='Post 730: soon... very soon...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-9120154553888151766</id><published>2010-11-04T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:30:28.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 729: More on Nanowrimo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;17 Papers total:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: #333333;"&gt;13&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;down,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;10 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;11 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;14 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;15 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;20 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;21 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;22 days to Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps, Singapore dropped! come on... we're the third Asian nation after Japan and&amp;nbsp;Philippines~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 5px; width: 510px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px;"&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-color: #eeeeee; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 0.1em; padding-left: 0.6em; padding-right: 0.6em; padding-top: 0.1em;"&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #e9e9e9; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;95&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #e9e9e9; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/wordcount_stats/region/148" style="color: #ea3e41; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Asia :: Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="active" style="background-color: #e9e9e9; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;TOTAL WORDS:&lt;br /&gt;861,914&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #e9e9e9; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;AVERAGE WORDS:&lt;br /&gt;4,204&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #e9e9e9; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;TOTAL DONATED:&lt;br /&gt;150.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah wells, i don't really care. Anyways, check me out here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/748180"&gt;http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/748180&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add me as a buddy if you are on NaNoWriMo alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TNLQFaSPZ3I/AAAAAAAAIjg/7eapDQG95QM/s1600/Childhood+Voyage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TNLQFaSPZ3I/AAAAAAAAIjg/7eapDQG95QM/s400/Childhood+Voyage.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nothing much to say also, whole day type story and study SS. YES I'M STUDYING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just abstaining from talking about studies on my blog cause its really starting to get boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i'm gonna post some things about the story im writing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;--- Yup! i designed this myself, the only thing i ripped was the stars, which i took from some wallpaper and the land texture.&lt;br /&gt;Everything else were made from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's more or less a synopsis for the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="novel" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Synopsis: Childhood Voyage&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;In A.D. 2359, 3 generation ships dubbed The Fleet of Hope departed from earth towards a system 20 light years away from Earth. It was a one way trip.&lt;br /&gt;However, while passing by a system mid-journey, an unknown radiation blast caused all adults in one of the ships to be killed before they could be released from their cryogenics sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the children of the ship must band together in order to survive the remaining journey, and whatever dangers that might be heading their way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="novel" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Excerpt: Childhood Voyage&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Minister walked through the bright hallway, her heels echoing off the shimmering walls of the endless corridor. Being 70 must be starting to show for her, for she did seem to be panting a bit. Being the Minister though, she wanted to take any time available to get up-to-date regarding the issues that she was handling - and a walk down the long corridor was the best way to catch up with the preparations for the big day that was to come. She was going on her first and probably last round of inspection.&lt;br /&gt;Beside her was the Captain; he towered over her, his face solemn as he walked along the Minister. He's muscles protruded from the tight and straight uniform that he had adorned proudly, a testimony to the rigorous training he had set for himself to made sure he was fit enough to lead the group of people that was to be the future of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;Behind the Captain and the Minister were the chief architect, designer and engineer of the three ships that rested outside the International Space-port, Dr. Jay Blake. Compared to the Minister and the Captain, he was considered rather short. He struggled to keep up with the group. At his side was the ship's Executive Officer, who's height was comparable with the Captain's, though slightly less. It did not escape Blake's mind that the XO standing beside him only served to dwarf him further, and he strived to keep his back as straight as he could be, hoping that it might aid him in keeping the little dignity that he had.&lt;br /&gt;They were all silent, each deep in their own thoughts. The Minister stopped when they turned around the corridor. The Endurance had come into view. Behind the Minister, Blake suppressed a smile as he gazed upon his creation. The ship rested against its docking clamps outside the Spaceport, silently waiting for the go-ahead to detach herself and to fly off into the stars, probably never to return to the world which it was created at.&lt;br /&gt;"Why does it look like a toy gun?" The Minister asked, eyes still upon the ship.&lt;br /&gt;Blake was slightly taken aback by the Minister's question, but answered her. "The SPL drive madam-"&lt;br /&gt;"The what?"&lt;br /&gt;"Superluminal Drive." The XO volunteered. "Allows us to travel faster than light."&lt;br /&gt;"It's the technology that allows us to carry this much mass and reach Gliese." Blake said. When the Minister made no attempt to interrupt, he continued. "The radiation that is given out when in operation would have been harmful to any humans nearby who are exposed to it too long."&lt;br /&gt;"So I presume it's in the part that looks like the handle of the gun?" The Minister said.&lt;br /&gt;Blake nodded. "The brig is right above it, but still well distanced to prevent any radiation poisoning."&lt;br /&gt;“Than the engineers that work there…”&lt;br /&gt;“They will be adorning specially designed suits.” Blake said. “It’ll be rather tiresome, but that’s the best we can do.”&lt;br /&gt;"What about the weapons?" The Minister asked.&lt;br /&gt;"All fitted madam." The XO said.&lt;br /&gt;"All fitted?" Blake was confused. The XO glanced at the Minister, who gave a little nod.&lt;br /&gt;"We've developed some new weapons and installed them." The XO said.&lt;br /&gt;"You what?" Blake exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"We installed them." The XO repeated.&lt;br /&gt;"I know!" Blake said. "But you haven't consulted me! How am I to know that it did not compromise the safety of the hull?"&lt;br /&gt;"You're not the only expert in spaceships Blake." The Minister said, turning around to face him.&lt;br /&gt;"With all due respect Minister." Blake said. "I'm the best."&lt;br /&gt;"You are indeed." The Minister said. "But how am I to know you are... trustable?"&lt;br /&gt;Blake stared at the Minister in disbelief. "I'm a Singaporean, Minister." He whispered.&lt;br /&gt;"A foreign talent, who recently became a Singaporean." The Minister said. Blake looked like he was about to protest. The Minister raised her hands to stop him. "I'm sorry, but we have to take precautions against other countries knowing this - especially from China and Russia. These weapons are a necessary deterrence should the need arise. We don't want them Commies and the Americans to turn on us when you're out there all alone."&lt;br /&gt;"But-"&lt;br /&gt;"The SPL drive." She cut in. "It's safe then?"&lt;br /&gt;"Absolutely." Blake fought to remain calm. "We've conducted numerous tests."&lt;br /&gt;"Good," She said. "I need to eliminate all possibilities of problems that might arise while en-route. I don't need another Identity."&lt;br /&gt;"With all due respect again madam," Blake said. "The Identity did not went missing because of a failed SPL drive. The technology used for it to get there was different."&lt;br /&gt;The Minister turned around to face Blake. Despite her being of moderate height, she shot high above the Caucasian Doctor. Her stance was fierce, her posture challenging. "We lost three man and two woman back then." She said. "We're now carrying 3000 people aboard each ship. Now I may not like some of the nation's governments that are in charge of the other ships, but the people in there have got nothing to do with the people that lead them. It's not about the different systems Blake, it's about the possibility that the 9000 of you can reach Gliese alive."&lt;br /&gt;"I understand Madam." Blake said. At that moment, he wished he did not open his mouth at all. He glanced at the Captain, who raised an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give him the Spock treatment he deserves later, Blake thought resentfully.&lt;br /&gt;"Captain," The Minister said, turning now to face him. "I trust everything is in order for tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes madam," The Captain said. "I've ran a full diagnostic on the ship, it's good. I'll be meeting up with the Captains of Prosperity and Independence later. We'll be helping each other cross-check to ensure nothing is left out."&lt;br /&gt;"Good," The Minister said as they neared the entrance that led to the ship. "And now, maybe a tour that would awe an old lady like me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Madam." The Captain said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-9120154553888151766?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/9120154553888151766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=9120154553888151766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/9120154553888151766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/9120154553888151766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-729-more-on-nanowrimo.html' title='Post 729: More on Nanowrimo'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TNLQFaSPZ3I/AAAAAAAAIjg/7eapDQG95QM/s72-c/Childhood+Voyage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4088095624147812557</id><published>2010-11-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T00:13:45.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 728: NaNoWriMo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;17 Papers total:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: #333333;"&gt;13&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;down,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt; days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;11 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;12 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;15 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;16 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;21 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;22 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;23 days to Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;So, now that O's are drawing to a close, i have figured i'll start a personal project, by joining National Novel Writing Month!&lt;br /&gt;Nanowrimo in short, basically, you finish 50000 words by 30th of November. It's not exactly a competition, but there are attractive prices (kinda) to be won, check out their webbie, www.nanowrimo.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i've hit 5k words today so im ahead of schedule&lt;br /&gt;but singapore is way down at position 82, so my friends! come join!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 5px; width: 510px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px;"&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-color: #eeeeee; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 0.1em; padding-left: 0.6em; padding-right: 0.6em; padding-top: 0.1em;"&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #dee3e7; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;82&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #dee3e7; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/wordcount_stats/region/148" style="color: #ea3e41; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Asia :: Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="active" style="background-color: #dee3e7; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;TOTAL WORDS:&lt;br /&gt;591,966&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #dee3e7; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;AVERAGE WORDS:&lt;br /&gt;3,182&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #dee3e7; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;DONATIONS:&lt;br /&gt;150.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-4088095624147812557?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4088095624147812557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4088095624147812557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4088095624147812557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4088095624147812557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-728-nanowrimo.html' title='Post 728: NaNoWriMo'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4170973525316842746</id><published>2010-11-02T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:58:17.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 727: The stack grows</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: &lt;strike&gt;13&lt;/strike&gt; down, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;12 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;13 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;16 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;17 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;22 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;23 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;24 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stack grows... and grows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TNA0VU_LXFI/AAAAAAAAIjc/LL2XX4VebE4/s1600/2010-11-02+21.34.25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TNA0VU_LXFI/AAAAAAAAIjc/LL2XX4VebE4/s320/2010-11-02+21.34.25.jpg" width="320" /&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/31996763-4170973525316842746?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4170973525316842746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4170973525316842746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4170973525316842746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4170973525316842746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-727-stack-grows.html' title='Post 727: The stack grows'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TNA0VU_LXFI/AAAAAAAAIjc/LL2XX4VebE4/s72-c/2010-11-02+21.34.25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-8137459639255135938</id><published>2010-11-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:36:24.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 726: Dammnit i cant wait</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: &lt;strike&gt;12 down&lt;/strike&gt;, 5 to go &lt;br /&gt;11 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;13 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;14 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;17 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;18 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;23 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;24 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;25 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i have to say =,=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-8137459639255135938?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/8137459639255135938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=8137459639255135938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8137459639255135938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8137459639255135938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/11/post-726-dammnit-i-cant-wait.html' title='Post 726: Dammnit i cant wait'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-8784827664090413051</id><published>2010-10-31T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:10:10.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 725: Isabel my niece!</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: &lt;strike&gt;9 down&lt;/strike&gt;, 8 to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;12 days to end of olvl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;14 days to 6th month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;15 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;18 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;19 days to HP7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;24 days to grad night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;25 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;26 days to Indonesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Yesterday went to see my 1 month old niece :) called isabel kuan. cool. i have a 16 year old isabel friend and a 1 month old isabel niece... ok lame. nvm no link.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;well. let the pictures speak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TMxE23tM1zI/AAAAAAAAIis/3XFRuGlIoSk/s1600/2010-10-30+10.16.32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TMxE23tM1zI/AAAAAAAAIis/3XFRuGlIoSk/s320/2010-10-30+10.16.32.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TMxNcyMVE3I/AAAAAAAAIjY/GCNZCFVd71w/s1600/2010-10-30+14.37.15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TMxNcyMVE3I/AAAAAAAAIjY/GCNZCFVd71w/s320/2010-10-30+14.37.15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been studying whole day. bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-8784827664090413051?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/8784827664090413051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=8784827664090413051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8784827664090413051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8784827664090413051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-725-isabel-my-niece.html' title='Post 725: Isabel my niece!'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TMxE23tM1zI/AAAAAAAAIis/3XFRuGlIoSk/s72-c/2010-10-30+10.16.32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-5304008503367561107</id><published>2010-10-29T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:02:59.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 724: No Maths Anymore!</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: &lt;strike&gt;9 down&lt;/strike&gt;, 8 to go &lt;br /&gt;14 days to end of olvl &lt;br /&gt;16 days to 6th month &lt;br /&gt;17 days to end of Serenes olvl &lt;br /&gt;20 days to 205'08 chalet &lt;br /&gt;21 days to HP7 &lt;br /&gt;26 days to grad night &lt;br /&gt;27 days to 406'10 chalet &lt;br /&gt;28 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the weekend! and i have a gradually growing stack of papers and books on my "bye bye" stack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/7/pictures/large/84a1f161f91b6d4cc3123339928cdce4_9685955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/7/pictures/large/84a1f161f91b6d4cc3123339928cdce4_9685955.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm done forever with A Maths~! marked it using miss loi's answers on her blog/site and i got a 81/100. hope its really what i get.&lt;br /&gt;Chem was rather easy also, quite angry/happy that the topics i studied so hard for didnt come out: QA, Titration, Metals, Iron, Crude Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin NS Camp, ANAH! Now badly need serene, cries awww...&lt;br /&gt;Please stop calling me a zebra i think lionel having consipation so great&lt;br /&gt;pa go poke neh kick dao lan bao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells guess i only need to rmb these until MCQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, me want to repaint and redecorate my room... shall draw up a plan after o's&lt;br /&gt;and to restyle this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;14 DAYS MORE~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/31996763-5304008503367561107?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/5304008503367561107/comments/default' title='Post 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src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-6549384049017856238</id><published>2010-10-29T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T00:09:56.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 723: A Maths Paper 1</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: &lt;strike&gt;7 down&lt;/strike&gt;, 10 to go &lt;br /&gt;15 days to end of olvl &lt;br /&gt;17 days to 6th month &lt;br /&gt;18 days to end of Serenes olvl &lt;br /&gt;21 days to 205'08 chalet &lt;br /&gt;22 days to HP7 &lt;br /&gt;27 days to grad night &lt;br /&gt;28 days to 406'10 chalet &lt;br /&gt;29 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's midnight but i dn care...&lt;br /&gt;10 more papers!&lt;br /&gt;today a maths was quite easy but i had one bloody careless mistake! sobs. anyways, i checked online, i scored about 72/80 so oh wells&lt;br /&gt;yesterdays e maths was 91/100...&lt;br /&gt;anyways... just posting gonna sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;nighties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;15 DAYS MORE~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/31996763-6549384049017856238?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/6549384049017856238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=6549384049017856238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6549384049017856238'/><link rel='self' 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days to end of Serenes olvl &lt;br /&gt;22 days to 205'08 chalet &lt;br /&gt;23 days to HP7 &lt;br /&gt;28 days to grad night &lt;br /&gt;29 days to 406'10 chalet &lt;br /&gt;30 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E maths was major easy. found 1 careless thus far.&lt;br /&gt;very tired. shall go sleep soon...&lt;br /&gt;tmr a maths. pray pray.&lt;br /&gt;night night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;16 DAYS TO GO~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/31996763-7368782311041548161?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/7368782311041548161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=7368782311041548161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7368782311041548161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7368782311041548161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-722-e-maths-paper-2.html' title='Post 722: E Maths Paper 2'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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construction was fun and i had like 40 min left to redo the paper and discovered 2 other careless mistakes. phewww...&lt;br /&gt;anyways. in the morning went to jacqs place for tuition. will be doing that everyday until thursday. not bad la. can go school with serene. hehe. and have lunch...&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't so nervous when i went in. but had a headache...&lt;br /&gt;ah wells so much for the slight confidence...&lt;br /&gt;anyways, just completed 2009 paper 2 and i got 86% overall... so thats like an A2 due to the bellcurve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go back study&lt;br /&gt;buahbyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two videos i liked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TsKghhQ41FM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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 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taken great pleasure in striking off the things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways! today was english and i was like... dunno what to do in the morning. so i stared at formats and chatted. as the clock neared 1.30 i began to grew really nervous but somehow, when i went into the hall, it seem to feel like a normal school paper. Overall, not bad la the paper.&lt;br /&gt;i think paper 1 i will not score high for speech. wtf. i was banking on proposal/format. but come to think of it, i did tell hardi that speech didnt come out for 5 years already. oh wells. shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;as i have always wrote the 1 word question, i was lucky to see the ink seep through the paper and i could see the word "leadership" rather clearly on the cover page.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about this president who would be giving his solemnisation speech soon and was doubting his abilities of being able to lead the country well.&lt;br /&gt;i liked the ending but i scared the examiners might find the middle slightly off topic.&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 was ok... summary was killer...&lt;br /&gt;i found like 19/20 points but i might have written out of 150 words for 2 points cause i didn't have time to count.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i took a break between maths and started stacking all the english stuff on to my "bye bye" stack. left some things for my sis though.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, shouldnt type much in case ppl complain...&lt;br /&gt;goodbyes~!&lt;br /&gt;GOODLUCK FOR EMATHS PAPER 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;18 DAYS TO GO~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/31996763-8732950620665261390?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/8732950620665261390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=8732950620665261390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8732950620665261390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8732950620665261390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-720-english.html' title='Post 720: English!'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-7049694688251298948</id><published>2010-10-24T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:39:29.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 719: 1 DAY TO O!!!</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: 2 down, 15 to go&lt;br /&gt;1 days to olvl&lt;br /&gt;19 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;21 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;22 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;25 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;26 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;31 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;32 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;33 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ONE MORE NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="" name="Title"&gt; &lt;meta content="" name="Keywords"&gt; &lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt; &lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt; &lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 14" name="Generator"&gt; &lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 14" name="Originator"&gt; &lt;link href="file://localhost/Users/ColinHuang/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;  &lt;link href="file://localhost/Users/ColinHuang/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_themedata.xml" rel="themeData"&gt;  &lt;style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:"ＭＳ 明朝"; 	mso-font-charset:78; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-536870145 1791491579 18 0 131231 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"ＭＳ 明朝"; 	mso-font-charset:78; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-536870145 1791491579 18 0 131231 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Cambria; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 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This was the end, he thought, this is where everything will end.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I shouldn’t have let anger got the better of me,” He muttered.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The doors to the cell opened and the warden entered. The warden gestured at him. “Number 8924576,” the warden said. “Step forward.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He did so, and the warden placed a dark cloth over his head. Blinded now by the darkness inside of the cloth, he followed the warden who was leading him forward.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The walk to his death was going to be a long one, he knew it, and there was more than ample time for him to reflect upon his past actions. Why did he let anger get to him?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He could still remember that night. That night would haunt him even after his death. He recalled the anger that built up within him, a creature of evil, eagerly waiting for his rational side to lose control so that it could take over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After all that he had done for her, why would she leave him? Was his love not enough to compensate for his inability to rake in the money? Did she not love him at all? He could only feel the sadness now, but he had been so angry that night. He had pulled her back, demanded that she gave him the truth to why she was leaving.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There’s someone else isn’t it?” He was confused. Amidst the anger that was boiling within him, there was desperation, that there was a more feasible and possible reason for her to leave him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No Jem,” She said. “There isn’t, I married you because I thought you could make it big. Since you don’t seem to be able to do that anymore, why should I still be around you?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He had lost it then. He could still feel his muscles healing from the strain that he had put on them when he flung her across the floor. He could still hear the crack of her skull ringing in his ears as it slammed against the wall of the living room. He could still feel the detachment, as if he was watching himself perform the kill from outside his body. He had no control. Anger at taken it. Unknowingly, he had taken a knife. The blood flowing through his arteries was boiling. He did not know what compelled him to feel like ending her life. How do you explain an action that was pushed forth by anger and insanity? Maybe he was insane.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We’re here,” the warden said. He could feel himself being sat down into a hard and cold chair. He could feel metal buckles locking him into the sit. A moment later, he felt a jolt of electricity being fired through him. The pain was excruciating.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’m sorry I was angry...” He screamed out loud, and he felt no pain anymore. (491)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Catholic High (Fame)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is it. This is going to be my big break. I have had this dream since I was a child. I knew that I would be in the entertainment industry. I knew I wanted to fame. I have studied so hard just for this moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It took me nearly half a decade, but I finally completed the script. I knew it wasn’t perfect and that it certainly did not match up to Hollywood’s standards, but I knew it was good and that it would shine out in a small industry like Singapore’s. And finally, after all the filming and editing, I’m standing her now, amidst the actors and the director at the premiere.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This crew that have been assembled for the production of this film were all my friends. All of them had wanted to become famous in their own ways. Some had wanted to become actors, known across our tiny island as either the vengeful villain or the pitiful victim, while some had wanted to be more obscure and to be known for their technical skills in editing. Meanwhile, my best friend and I had decided to team up and to become the two new individuals that would shape the Singapore media industry’s future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We knew that if accepted by the Singapore’s film watching crowd, that this film would propel us towards the regional, continental and even the international stage. We wanted to bring some international light on to the art of this little island and therefore we took this project seriously. There was to be no light-heartedness. We wanted this fame not just for ourselves, but also for this nation that has often been criticized for it’s immature art forms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I glanced at my best friend, the director, who smiled at me in return; assuring me with his confident exterior that everything would be fine. He walked towards me and stood beside me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The reviews had been good dude,” He said. “Relax would you? Your imagination alone made this project possible. You penned down the characters, you built the world, and you crafted the conflicts and resolved it. Have some confidence in your own work would you?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Aren’t you nervous at all?” I asked him, curious at how he was able to remain as calm as he was.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Of course I am!” he exclaimed. “But as the saying goes, having the confidence means that the battle is already half won!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He gave me another smile and strode off to talk to the actors. I looked around me, at the movie posters, the trailers playing and the buffet food that had already been set.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the audience started to enter the cinema, I told myself that this was a world that I have to get used to, a world where every member of the industry walked a fine line between success and failure, to be famous of to be forgotten.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Everything will be perfect. After all, nobody said that fame was easy to be gain.” I told myself. (500)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Write about a time when a highly anticipated event fizzled out in the end.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was our final year in school and every senior was anticipating the national day celebrations. It was going to be our last one spent in school and we wanted to make the best of it. We talked about it for the entire day, not being able to concentrate in class and deeply annoying our teachers for the national exams were around the corner.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Armed with digital cameras from the likes of the simple point-and-shoot to the high-hand gigantic models, even Polaroid cameras, everyone were ready to capture the mood of the day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The corridors were buzzing with excited giggles and chatter as the seniors filed out of their classrooms and headed to the hall where all the main celebrations will be held. All around us, there were questions about how each person felt about this year’s national day theme song, about what classical songs of patriotism we would be singing today and whether a not we would be dancing along with the songs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since our first year in school, there has always been a tradition to start a long human train, we would dance around the hall as we sing. It was truly an event that could bond the school and to make us both love the country and the school that we are in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As we settled down into the hall, we were shown footages of how Singapore came to become this island nation so respected by many. But we knew all of these, and there was a bubble of excitement forming as everyone waited impatiently for the sing-a-long to start.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The last few videos played to the end, and the emcee appeared on-stage and declared, “School, let the lights dim and the sounds blare, for it is time for the sing-a-long!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The crowd cheered as the first few songs started playing. Around the hall, people raised to their feet, hands intertwined as they enjoyed this party-like atmosphere that could only happen once a year in school. The graduating students sang louder and swayed harder to the music, all wishing that the moment could last longer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the fifth song, we were all prepared to jump up and to start the human-train that would really bring the atmosphere level higher. Just then though, the emcee appeared on-stage again. We were all anticipating an encore for popular song.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, he said, “School, and this song marks the end of the celebrations. Sadly, all good things must come to an end…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My friends and I were half crouched, ready to stand up, but we sunk back down, shocked that the event had ended so abruptly. Around the hall, all the seniors stared in aghast at the emcee, unable to express their anger at the moment, all taken aback at how their last celebration in school was not in the tiniest bit memorable. 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When asked what I would cherish most when I leave secondary school, I feel that it would be the times spent with friends and the memories we share.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would cherish the days we spend in lessons, may it be awake or asleep, quiet or noisy. Those are the times when we complain about being bored to death, and wishing that school would end faster, that graduation would happen the very next day. Despite that, deep down, everyone knows that life would never be the same once we graduate, that life never gets easier, and that we may never be able to enjoy being spoon-fed what we need to know by teachers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would always be fond of the times when the boys chased each other down corridors, bickering and teasing each other about crushes and falling for a particular prank. It is such childishness, which keeps school life interesting sometimes, and we may never be able to enjoy such moments once we graduate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, I think I will treasure the events that my group of student leaders and I strived so hard to organize, as well as the meetings we had while planning for it. It is most satisfying to see an event one have spent months to plan being pulled off smoothly, and above all be enjoyed by its participants. Of course, pleasing everybody is an impossible task, but it is through the occasional or sometimes overwhelming constructive comments, that helped to shape me to become a better and more mature person in terms of management and leadership.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last but not least, I will forever remember the performances that I have staged either in school, out of school or even overseas, for each experience is unique in it’s own way. I will never forget the many rehearsals and trainings, the intensive periods of practices just before the performance and the words of encouragement exchanged just before we appear on stage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To me, my secondary school is my second home and every memory of it, a fond one of mine. I will forever be grateful to my school for it is every little incident that happened in this school that has shaped me to become who I am and who I will be. (442)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-7049694688251298948?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/7049694688251298948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=7049694688251298948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7049694688251298948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7049694688251298948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-719-1-day-to-o.html' title='Post 719: 1 DAY TO O!!!'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-5691326010783568189</id><published>2010-10-24T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T00:38:51.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 718: Lettters letters and more letters</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: 2 down, 15 to go&lt;br /&gt;2 days to olvl&lt;br /&gt;20 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;22 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;23 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;26 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;27 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;32 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;33 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;34 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am writing this, the above all should actually minus 1 more digit but because i havent sleep and it still feels like 23rd and it still doesnt feel like a new day, i shall ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;Today went to dear's house to study. I honestly feel like im like... dunno what else to study ler...&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;but in any case, did 2009 paper 1 A Maths and got a 73/80 or smth lidat... den i did 3 eng paper 1 compos....&lt;br /&gt;leaving it here for myself to read on monday morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="" name="Title"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt; &lt;meta content="" name="Keywords"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt; &lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt; &lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt; &lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 2008" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt; &lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 2008" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt; &lt;link href="file://localhost/Users/ColinHuang/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;  &lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face	{font-family:Cambria;	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:auto;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin-top:0cm;	margin-right:0cm;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	margin-left:0cm;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1	{size:595.0pt 842.0pt;	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;	mso-header-margin:35.4pt;	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Anderson Sec Eng Paper 1 (Proposal)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;To: Ms Ong&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Principal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;From: Colin Huang&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; President of Student Council&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Date: 23 October 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Proposal for Community Involvement Programme&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would like to express my gratitude for allowing the students to have a voice in this year’s Community Involvement Programme (CIP) as it would indeed make the programme much more enjoyable and accepted by the students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After extensive discussion my committee, we have decided from amongst two associations, that the students should visit the Rainbow Orphanage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The students would be spending two weeks of their December holidays working and interacting with children aged between 7 and 12 that are living in squalid conditions in a neighbouring ASEAN country. They would help to teach these children in basic literacy and organizing fun activities. Also, they would be constructing a playground for these children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Firstly, I would like to state that this would mean that the students would be going overseas and as such there would be concerns by parents regarding their child visiting an ASEAN country that might not be as safe as Singapore. Therefore, problems might arise where some parents might not wish to allow their child to participate in this programme either because of safety concerns or financial problems. This could be overcome by the school helping in subsidizing through various funds available and to conduct a detailed briefing for the parents regarding the benefits of the programme that will be stated below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel that this programme would be especially meaningful as a CIP activity as the students will be exposed to an environment largely different from the one they have at home. They would have to learn to adapt to it. It can be argued that the children in these countries need financial help more than physical ones. However, this programme is a beneficial for both sides, as on one hand, our students would learn how fortunate they are having been living in Singapore, while the children there would be able to gain some basic literacy knowledge while having fun with our students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also, through the building of a playground, the students would be able to experience the satisfaction from being able to pull off such a large-scale project. Through this, they would be able to learn leadership skills that would help them even when they have graduated from school. Surely, this value-added skill would serve them well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope that my feedback has been useful and that the students would appreciate from being able to do something meaningful that they have chosen themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Colin Huang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br clear="ALL" style="page-break-before: always;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bukit Merah Sec Eng Paper 1 (Proposal)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;To: Ms Ong&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Principal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;From: Colin Huang&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; President of Student Council&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Date: 23 October 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Proposal on this year’s Graduation Night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Ordinary Level’s are coming to an end, and so is the secondary school life of this year’s graduating batch. Our secondary 4 students have went through 4 years with the school and therefore, it is apt that they should depart from this school with style. This report is written to give my view about what should be done for this year’s graduation night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last year, the majority of the graduation students who have attended the Graduated Night at Meritus Mandarin Hotel commented that they have enjoyed the evening. However, there were some who felt that the price was rather expensive and that should not end so early at 10.00 P.M. some felt that the programme was rather uninteresting and that the food were too little. Besides, the attendance was quite poor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After taking into account the complaints from last year’s graduating students, my committee and I have decided that this year, we should hold our Graduation Night at Orchard Hotel. By doing so, we would be able to cut down on the rental fees of the ballroom, as Orchard Hotel would be comparatively cheaper than Meritus Mandarin Hotel. As such, the budget would be better spent on improving on the night’s programme. We would be able to hire better DJs and to decorate the location better to bring up the mood of the night. Also, we would be able to afford pushing the ending time back by an hour by renting the ballroom longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The money could also be better spent on helping the students subsidize the cost of attending the event. This would help to attract more students to attend on the night, allowing for a much more hyped mood that would definitely improve the night for the graduating batch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We could also set a survey for the student’s asking them what they food they would like to have on the night itself. By doing so, my committee and I would be able to pick out the food for the night so that the students would not find it unpalatable or that it is too little. We would also be doing so while within the budget’s constraint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Graduation Night is the last event that our graduating students would be having together with this school. Therefore, it should be important that we leave them with a memorable evening for them to keep with for the rest of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope you found my feedback useful and thank you for allowing the students a say in this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Colin Huang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br clear="ALL" style="page-break-before: always;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Catholic High Eng Paper 1 (Speech)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good afternoon my fellow student councilors. As all of you know, our school is reviewing our Co-curricular Activities (CCA) structure and that the School Management has drafted out a new structure. We are asked to discuss on these changes and to provide our feedback as well as to recommend whether or not we should adopt the new system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As all of us know, our current CCA structure though being systematic, does not mean that it is perfect. In fact, we all know that the use of a core CCA as compulsory and a periphery CCA as optional structure has caused some problems. It is said that the current CCA structure does not fulfill the School Vision of developing students to be creative and opinionated leaders of tomorrow with a passion for arts, sports and life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;While I will be giving my views regarding the current system and the new one, I implore that all of you make your choice after careful consideration as this would affect the batch of students to come as well as for yourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The new proposed structure would require that students have 2 CCAs and that their first CCA must be a Uniformed Group one. They can opt for any other CCA groups as their second CCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel that this CCA structure is too limiting and straining for our students. I am sure that there are those amongst you who are more arts orientated and would prefer to be in a performing groups CCA rather than be in a Uniformed Group one because the school says you must do so. I feel that this structure is too rigid and would instead deprive our students from having a say in the type of CCA they want to be in and in what way they would like to develop themselves in. Besides, do you not feel that having two compulsory CCAs would strain our students a little too much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is already a problem now that students do not join what is considered the periphery CCAs as they feel that it would be too stressful. Wouldn’t making having a second CCA compulsory make these students who feel so despise having to go to CCAs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a student, I feel that CCAs should be something that our students find passion in what they want to do, for this will be a group that they will be with for 4 years. As such, I would also like to end this speech by saying that this system would be adopted for the long term and I do sincerely hope that all of you would make a sound and decisive choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-5691326010783568189?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/5691326010783568189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=5691326010783568189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5691326010783568189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5691326010783568189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-718-lettters-letters-and-more.html' title='Post 718: Lettters letters and more letters'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-171406181852813274</id><published>2010-10-22T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T21:24:29.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 717: Beauty</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: 2 down, 15 to go&lt;br /&gt;3 days to olvl&lt;br /&gt;21 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;23 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;24 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;27 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;28 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;33 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;34 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;35 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACS Barker Prelims - Beauty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood outside the clinic but stared down at her feet, hiding her face from the people walking around her. Her eyes studied her legs, every detail as familiar as each time she stared down at it. She had no beauty, so why should she show the world her face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She raised her head to quickly read the sign above the clinic and looked back down again. She reached up to sweep her hair, consciously trying to cover the part of the&amp;nbsp;face she knew would draw the most stares – and fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dreaded each time a child saw her, for she knew they would surely point, convinced that they thought they had found the monster that resided beneath their beds. These incidents were made worse by the child’s mother quickly shoving their child away from her. As if her lack of beauty was a disease that would spread to their child if they stayed too long with her. In some sense, she thought, it was. Beauty was the norm, if one lacks it and is ugly; they are basically an entire species of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had endured everything along the way to make it here, from her home to this foreign land, she had never went away from home this long and this far. Why should she leave her house and get ridiculed because she was not beautiful? She loved staying at home, at least her parents accept her for who she is.&lt;br /&gt;But did she really need this change? Was beauty so important? These thoughts have been on the edge of her mind ever since she bought her ticket. She would be able to get a job easier, she acknowledged. No longer would her potential employers reject her in a tone barely edging on disgust. She might even get a man who would bear looking at her for more than a second without looking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would he love her truly? Would this man love her for whom she really is on the inside or just the beauty that she would have on the exterior? She had true friends now, friends who loved her for who she was. Never once did she had to care about the backstabbing and betrayals that riddled a person’s life if they existed in the world of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her, she had always been on the outside, and she had since been given a clear view of what goes on inside. She hesitated now, for she was unsure whether she wanted to become a part of this world. She wanted to look acceptable, but she did not in any sense, want to lose herself while doing so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re sincere and honest, girl,” Her father had said as they arrived at the airport. “You have a heart of gold and that’s what the people around you love about you. I’m not objecting what you want to do, but just remember, you’re beautiful just the way you are.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She realized that she needed to hold on to a part of her, a part that would differentiate her from all the selfish beauties who only cared about themselves. She needed and anchor to the true her for she knew how plausible it was that she could let slip and become just like them. Her decision made, she approached the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I would like to remove my birthmark please,” she said to the receptionist. “But I would like to leave some of it along my forehead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this way, she thought, she would be able to raise her face and face the world yet having something to remind her to protect the beauty that was within her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's slightly above the word count but ah heck! it's one of the not so depressing stories i've wrote so i shall just close one eye on this one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-171406181852813274?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/171406181852813274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=171406181852813274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/171406181852813274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/171406181852813274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-717-beauty.html' title='Post 717: Beauty'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-579634792554645168</id><published>2010-10-21T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T21:30:35.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 716: Heys Haze</title><content type='html'>17 Papers total: 2 down, 15 to go&lt;br /&gt;4 days to olvl&lt;br /&gt;22 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;24 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;25 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;28 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;29 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;34 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;35 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;36 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey haze, wazup?&lt;br /&gt;I've collated some of jokes/tags/posts related to the daze... i mean taste... i mean bass... i mean haze -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="actorName" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=100000791796625" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000791796625" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Fish 얀벽 Bitesyou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sengkang is smoked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="actorName" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=760296796" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=760296796" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Khor Serene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Horrible haze! I see no sky! The sky is..gone =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="actorName" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=679704931" href="http://www.facebook.com/PiKeViNz" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Kevin Tan 康瑞&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wow we're catching up with Genting Highlands! We have the casinos, the theme parks and now even the fog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="actorName" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=738922882" href="http://www.facebook.com/Nitrixflare" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Nitrixflare Androxlus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;So bloody angry, hard not to imagine my blood boiling. O levels are coming, that bastard neighbour downstairs is renovating his god damn house. And the fucking indonesian government can't do anything about their own fucking fires, now we can't study outdoors since the air is considered unsafe. FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="actorName" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=737300668" href="http://www.facebook.com/sherry.ysm" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Sherry Yeu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Indonesian friends! Please get into your government next time and stop the haze. An entire nation (maybe region!) will love you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! First up, notice me added this numbers of paper tally? smth else to push me on XD seeing the numbers drop more and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! had my second paper today (Practical... after oral... so thats two)&lt;br /&gt;Methinks me can more or less grab a 10 marks for both physics and science i suppose. But was really shocked when i entered the room and saw the burette hanging big big on the retort stand. I freaking thought it was titration siah, and my thoughts were like.&lt;br /&gt;HENG I STUDIED...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; than i saw the ruler at the side and i was like Fuck no~ is it water pressure? But is that even in the syllabus???&lt;br /&gt;and than it was really pressure but it was just measuring to draw a graph. meh... turned out alright...&lt;br /&gt;The physics started out confusing cause i had no idea what they were asking for... But than the ending was sorta easy. they asked for 4 conclusion and there were more than that... You could write the conclusion for hydrogen (my 'pop' was so loud joey said she could hear it. she sat behind me to the left), presence of Fe3, presence of chloride, presence of Fe2 after oxidation, and the salt as Fe2O3.&lt;br /&gt;well at least thats what i got... so i din put the salt conclusion. ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;me finished early and wanted to redo but there werent enough materials. ended up playing with HCL and eraser dust.&lt;br /&gt;Effeverscence produced....&lt;br /&gt;errr nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Did 2009 chem paper after that and got a 89%. i see that as sufficient evidence that i should move on from chem already.&lt;br /&gt;Have to really start on literature.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion also: hardi place not very conducive. i hardly did any maths...&lt;br /&gt;but now very tired so i shall not do my postly english compo... shall do it tmr.&lt;br /&gt;bb ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-579634792554645168?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/579634792554645168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=579634792554645168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/579634792554645168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/579634792554645168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-716-heys-haze.html' title='Post 716: Heys Haze'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-8821447142461328831</id><published>2010-10-20T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:35:37.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 715: Preparing for the bye bye</title><content type='html'>5 days to olvl&lt;br /&gt;23 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;25 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;26 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;29 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;30 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;35 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;36 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;37 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied finish the whole chem syllabus today and gonna start on physics later. just reading through bahx. get all the definitions and equations back into me head. Well in any case, i decided to do this while taking a rest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn2.dailybooth.com/4/pictures/large/22a76c83907eb2661bb625fcd6aa2fb3_9400105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im making a goal to make this stack of paper at the bottom of the arrow at least reach to my knee level when the o's are over.&lt;br /&gt;of course imma leaving some of the things that are more precious to moi. like my notes. those i painstakingly made... and some others. must see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/4/pictures/large/8e382f0e9f4f958bef3700141e54c36a_9400115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to snap a hairdiary pic. like this shot cause can see the 6a1 i drew on my mirror at the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways o level practical is tmr... and i dunno leh. i feel quite more or less prepared... but im still gonna head back to science after this compo below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Level 2004 Paper 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q4. What changes have you seen in your school since you joined it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the last few days of school draw to a close, it is perhaps most appropriate for my friends and I to ask each other what we felt have changed in this school that we have been in for four years. And as I prepare to graduate from this place that have been my second home, I came to ask myself this same question frequently.&amp;nbsp;Time seemed to fly by, cheating us of our lives, and four years seems to be a very short time indeed. However, it was more than enough to make significant changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit as I entered the school gates on my first day to school four years ago, that the school looked extremely old. It had, in no way, looked like it was only four years old at that time. However, in these four years, our school has undergone a metamorphosis-like change to look like a place where lively things happen. Primary colours decked the school and statues lined the foyer and parade square. It was indeed an apt representation of the vibrant school life that it’s students’ experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been additions to our school’s facilities, renovations and repairs to existing ones. A student recreation room has been built to allow students to relax, a place of attraction indeed to visitors and new students alike. A “Xinnovate Lab” has been converted from an old humanities class room, inside which features at least ten flat screen televisions, movable whiteboards and modifiable desk layouts that would aid in interactive lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media technology around school has also been upgraded. There were faster computers and better projectors. Even the teachers were given new laptops to work with that would speed up their level of effectiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps less obvious to outsiders though were the small but significant changes of the teaching staff. Existing teachers leaves while new ones arrive. In the four years alone, I have seen many of my favourite teachers leave. They have made significant changes in my life by inspiring me to become a better person and I will firmly believe that wherever they might be now, they will be a positive influence to those around them. That is not to say that the new teachers are not as good, but things need time adapt and I believe that these teachers will leave behind their own legacy long after I left the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As traditional as my school views itself to be, with its firm believes in always remembering where the source of everything is, this school has undergone many changes that have made it both a modern yet traditional school. I do feel a sense of melancholy at the memorable things that will never be the same, but at the same time, I know that these changes are for the better, and I do embrace them and to wish that my juniors will be able to appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another compo that fits the mood now... well it's and expository essay so i din put much feelings in it. shud do a personal one when i have the time...&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to physics now...&lt;br /&gt;gonna study with Gina and Jendy tmr again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-8821447142461328831?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/8821447142461328831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=8821447142461328831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8821447142461328831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8821447142461328831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-715-preparing-for-bye-bye.html' title='Post 715: Preparing for the bye bye'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3044667618011916393</id><published>2010-10-19T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:54:06.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 714: Escape</title><content type='html'>6 days to olvl&lt;br /&gt;24 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;26 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;27 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;30 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;31 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;36 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;37 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;38 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps!&lt;div&gt;I posted my calendar of what im doing from O's to after o's at the bottom of the page, just click on the link below or the countdown apps above and see :)&lt;br /&gt;Today was suppose to have lit in the morning but i woke up feeling nauseous and having a terrible headache so i didn't go. In the afternoon, i went to montfort macs to study with Gina and Jendy. it was nice talking about the past, present and future with them. It was nice catching up :) it was rather conducive in its little way too. It was a wonder how i could talk/eat/answer chem questions/sms at the exact same time... wow. well nearly exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GINA STOP SHOWING ME TOPLESS PICS OF KOREAN GUYS PLEASE! IM NOT GAY!&lt;br /&gt;hehe just thought of doing the all caps thing cause i was telling her about this sec 1 stupid post i had scolding her that i don't like someone she claimed i did. Can't rmb who and i dun care and i dun wanna check out. Anyone boliao enough can go flip through my archives thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we chatted about after o's and grad night too and found out that jendy's was at furama in chinatown and that theirs were 10 bucks cheaper than ourselves. Furama sounds glam. but is it really glam? Nevertheless, i've went to orchard before and i know its not bad. Shrugs, i dun rly care about the hotel, im going there to enjoy time with my friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i had fun studying today and me am looking forward to study session on thursday after practicals :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was gonna post a compo about Running Away. But because the English papers nowadays don't do the write a story about blah blah blah anymore, i changed it to a one word question: Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Wingdings; panose-1:5 2 1 2 1 8 4 8 7 8; mso-font-charset:2; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 0 65536 0 -2147483648 0;}@font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:0cm; margin-right:0cm; margin-bottom:10.0pt; margin-left:0cm; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1 {size:595.0pt 842.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:35.4pt; mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;2001 O Level Q4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;escape&gt;&lt;/escape&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;She stood at the edge, her hair blowing behind her as the wind ruffled it. Glancing over the edge, she smiled sadly. This would be her escape, an escape from the torture and all the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The pass few months had been horrible, she could not control herself and when the other side took over, she had no control whom she might hurt. She hated it when she awoke to found blood on her hands, and she feared what she might find lying somewhere in a pool of blood each time she did. The worst thing was the somehow when she awoke, she could remember everything that happened, but it was like she was watching from afar, unable to comprehend the feelings that passed through the other her and why she would do what she did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;At least this escape would be her choice. She hoped Jacob found her note and she prayed that he would understand. Hurting him was the last straw; she had absolutely no idea why the other side of her would want to hurt him. No matter who she was, she thought, she would always love Jacob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As she stared up into the sky, the memory of the night before played before her eyes. She could still remember how she wished she could escape from within herself and to stop this demon that threatened to kill Jacob. She had held in her hands a dagger, ready to stab Jacob, when he had awakened and managed to stop the madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When she gained control of her body again, she sobbed uncontrollably into his shoulders. After he finally fell asleep again, she had resolved to end this endless torture. She would escape. She would get far away from Jacob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The doctors had been unable to help her. They did not know what was it that might have compelled her to have such a split personality. Since they could not help her, since nobody could help her, she would do this herself. She wanted full control of herself again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Escape. The word held with it so much hope; there was a promise in it of a possibility that things would get better. How morbid, she thought, that for things to get better, everything have to end. How oxymoronic it was, that to escape means that she had to cease to exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;She looked down at her feet and shuffled ever closer to the edge. She felt at peace, in balance, in control. She took a deep breath and flung herself off the roof of the building. As the air rushed past her, as the ground accelerated towards her, she thought of Jacob, of herself and felt a sense of victory, that the other side of her would never be able to take control of her body again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’m escaping,” She muttered. The ground reached her.&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/31996763-3044667618011916393?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3044667618011916393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3044667618011916393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3044667618011916393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3044667618011916393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-714-escape.html' title='Post 714: Escape'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2485615968575290788</id><published>2010-10-18T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:40:16.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 713: Xinmin and Running Away</title><content type='html'>7 days to olvl&lt;br /&gt;25 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;27 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;28 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;31 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;32 days to HP7&lt;br /&gt;37 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;38 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;39 days to Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i would like to talk about Mdm Liew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;新民&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having entered the school together with us, I guess our batch will be the only testimonial of what Mdm Liew is capable of doing, and her methods did manage to help the 2009 Sec 4s to pull of what many consider an admirable feat for their batch (no offense meant seniors).&lt;br /&gt;I just felt that (being an exco and having worked with Mdm Liew) she is really a very inspiring woman and that the impacts that she brought to Xinmin would not be felt soon but only after some time. Most of us had been to short-sighted in blaming her for some of the choices she made for the school. But she has given our school a new image. The colours, the statues, the little renovations here and there, we may complain now, but they did help to spice up our Xinmin life. Look how the statues had become a landmark for us to take photos.&lt;br /&gt;They did serve their purpose in making us feel proud of Xinmin, at least me, and im gonna go on the extra limb as to quote Gina's blog as i agreed with her and don't want to sound like imma copying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's the school's loss, really. And it's sad because next year when we go back to get the results, it won't be Mdm Liew, but some new principal who don't know us. Imagine her giving us our results, taking credit for Mdm Liew's work. ):&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's not that i'm not welcoming Mrs Ong, but well, i won't be here right? It will be interesting to see her contributions and see how she changes the school...&lt;br /&gt;I hope Mdm Liew comes back on results day though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Write a story about the following: Running Away (O Level Eng P1 2001)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrr.... me vry tired liao... shall write tmr bahx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cool HP posters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news/21208/_1287061305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news/21208/_1287061305.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A fan made one ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news/21233/_1287147115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news/21233/_1287147115.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really like this dobby one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news/21208/_1287061322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news/21208/_1287061322.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They made Belatrix cool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-2485615968575290788?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2485615968575290788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2485615968575290788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2485615968575290788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2485615968575290788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-713-xinmin-and-running-away.html' title='Post 713: Xinmin and Running Away'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-6219604572279086840</id><published>2010-10-17T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:00:40.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 712: cut hair... more essays</title><content type='html'>Bear with me. I have more essays. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/7/pictures/large/ae2de7eb31520d412e19b96363ee4598_9301143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/7/pictures/large/ae2de7eb31520d412e19b96363ee4598_9301143.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just cut hair... was spiked nice nice. i took it but than dailybooth cant accept. dunno why. zzz&lt;br /&gt;so just took lidat lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Loyalty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sound that emitted from the courtroom was the rustle of papers as the lawyers sieved through their notes. Jane sat on one of the many benches that filled the courtroom. She did not even know who was supposed to sit where. She had been directed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judge entered the room and everyone stood up. Jane quickly followed them, placing her handbag on the bench behind her as she did so. When the proper greetings were exchanged and they were allowed to sit down again, Jane did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Family case number..." Someone said. Jane did not listen, but was lost in her own thoughts. She spotted her husband sitting on another bench, who did not seem to be listening to the proceedings of the court either. He was checking his handphone. This seemed to rekindle the flame of anger within Jane and she turned back to concentrate on the proceedings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mind stringed together word upon word of insults, upon the husband she thought was loyal. He had betrayed her, and nothing would change that. Was loyalty so much to ask for? Was the vow they made on the day they were wedded so difficult to keep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hoped beyond anything that there was a god, and that her husband breaking this sacred vow would unleash all of god’s fury upon him. Just than, the doors to the room creaked open and the woman entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What nerve of her to turn up here, Jane thought. The image of her husband and that vixen kissing was imprinted so deeply in her brain she wish she an exorcist would be able to help her remove that demonic image from her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane had given her everything to her husband; she had been loyal to him since the day they were supposed to be joined for life in the church. She had given up her career in order to help in look after the house when he was off pursuing his own. She had not bedded with another man. All in all, she had been the loyal wife that most men would have been proud to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could not comprehend why her husband would not be satisfied with her, nor could she even try to understand what he would see in that woman. &lt;br /&gt;Jane tried to dam the tears struggling to pour out from her eyes. So many questions but no answers, she thought. Perhaps this divorce would provide some means of closure for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I pronounce that Jane Lee is no longer the lawful spouse of Benjamin Tan,” the Judge announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamily, Jane walked out of the courtroom. She stood by the door and watched as her ex-husband strode out with the adulteress, hand in hand, a spring in his steps as he walked away and she thought, would he be loyal to her now? Would he love her for life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abit drama....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-6219604572279086840?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/6219604572279086840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=6219604572279086840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6219604572279086840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6219604572279086840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-712-cut-hair-more-essays.html' title='Post 712: cut hair... more essays'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2650888989491682391</id><published>2010-10-17T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T10:07:14.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 711: Counting down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;8 days to olvl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;26 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;28 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;29 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;32 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;38 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;39 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;40 days to Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;had another bad dream, felt like posting but... too violent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;English Compo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. If you could take a year off from school after your O Levels, what would you do and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;"If i had died after the O Levels, i would have spent most of my entire life studying." This saying had been floating around Facebook amongst the graduating students for quite some time now. Therefore it would be apt to assume that this is the very reason that causes so many of us to look forward to the four or five months of freedom that we have after our major exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Despite that, many of us still think that the time we are given, is still short for us to fully enjoy some time for us to do whatever we want - including myself. So, if I could take a year off from school after my O Levels, what would I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I think that I would probably spend the first month trying to cramp in as much fun as i can and to enjoy having completed the national exams. I would be enjoying the sunshine by the beach, frantically gobbling down barbecue food at chalets and watching movies that i have been waiting so long to watch. It is the end of the exams, what better way to&amp;nbsp;de-stress&amp;nbsp;than to spend quality time with your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Of course it is also important to have some time put aside for family bonding. After all, they have been by my side throughout the entire journey towards the exams. Being the eccentric family that i am in, i can safely say that the term "family bonding" would mean doing things like helping my dad sell tickets for his next performance and to design posters, program booklets and invitation cards for him, rather than having a dinner at a restaurant. But i am fine with it, for i find it enjoyable to plan a concert for my dad, who is a singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;However, i think i would be spending most of the year trying to look for part time jobs and to earn some extra bucks. I might seek out some primary or lower-secondary school students to give tuition, or help people to design t-shirts or posters, since this is what i do best and is a viable skill to be used as a means to earn some money. I would probably use a portion of them to buy the gadgets and clothes that i have eyed for months, but i think it would be wise to safe some money for me to use on my academic needs in tertiary education and even university. That way, i could lighten my parent's financial burden as well as gain some experience of what working in the society would be like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;All in all, i would spend the year that is given to relax and prepare myself for the rigours of academic life in a junior college or a polytechnic. Despite that, as the saying goes, "life never gets easier, it only gets harder". Therefore i would seek to find a balance between playing and to find some work to do. After all, no one could possibly play for an entire year could they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I'm doing this cause i spend too much on narrative and that it's an apt topic to do in light of the olevels drawing closer and well, ending sooner also... kinda. you noe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-2650888989491682391?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2650888989491682391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2650888989491682391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2650888989491682391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2650888989491682391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-711-counting-down.html' title='Post 711: Counting down'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4974307697350679327</id><published>2010-10-16T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T10:54:42.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 710: Do sec 4s dream of distractions</title><content type='html'>i just made that title above ^ out of Fringe's recent episode title &lt;do dream="" electric="" of="" shapeshifters="" ship=""&gt;. In any case the countdown has reached a single digit. and once &amp;nbsp;again this &amp;nbsp;year i shall say. time has wings. where did it all go??? goddamnit. it was 3 digit, than 2 digit and now, 1 digit.&lt;/do&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i tweeted some time ago, i feel nervous yet not nervous at the same time. There's this feeling like for some subjects i feel prepared, and than there will be this small panic that starts to rise as i try and remember did i leave anything out for that subject. Really, im moderately prepared for English, A Maths, C. Physics, E. Geog...&lt;br /&gt;Im ok with E maths. but i know its very hard to score a1 and i really quite scared of all the careless mistakes... And im afraid of Chem. which i have always managed to just scrape through and obtain desirable results. As for SS, i havent been studying since i completed the 10 years of sbq. im planning to start on seq during the 6 day break between my ss and e geog. And than theres lit, which i really should start working on too because i know i can do it but i havent been putting time into it... and finally theres HMT. Frankly speaking, i always told myself pass jiu hao ler, cause imma going to SP and than theres no use for it ler. But miss tee told me that day that she know i can easily get a B and that really got me like started to try and you know, put in some effort for chinese. I've never once studied for it... yup...&lt;br /&gt;and that's my situation now....&lt;br /&gt;distractions... thank god fringe is going for season break till nov 4th.&lt;br /&gt;i shall abstain from my macbook...&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;9 days to olvl&lt;br /&gt;27 days to end of olvl&lt;br /&gt;29 days to 6th month&lt;br /&gt;30 days to end of Serenes olvl&lt;br /&gt;33 days to 205'08 chalet&lt;br /&gt;39 days to grad night&lt;br /&gt;40 days to 406'10 chalet&lt;br /&gt;41 days to Indonesia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-4974307697350679327?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4974307697350679327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4974307697350679327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4974307697350679327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4974307697350679327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-710-do-sec-4s-dream-of.html' title='Post 710: Do sec 4s dream of distractions'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-6685426123530048260</id><published>2010-10-10T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:09:26.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 709: Last Day of Sch...</title><content type='html'>I really wanted to post something sentimental on friday... but i have been abnormally tired these few days. having a terrible headache now too. so apologies. i shall post again about my thoughts asap when i am free from studying and free from headache. for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair diary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn2.dailybooth.com/7/pictures/large/4e451ab96bfa718b3911a23bd9a83b52_9073538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cdn2.dailybooth.com/7/pictures/large/4e451ab96bfa718b3911a23bd9a83b52_9073538.jpg" width="320" /&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/31996763-6685426123530048260?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/6685426123530048260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=6685426123530048260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6685426123530048260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6685426123530048260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-709-last-day-of-sch.html' title='Post 709: Last Day of Sch...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2150815882979925258</id><published>2010-10-05T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:18:25.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 708: Things feel different</title><content type='html'>As my last week in school draws closer... as the days to O levels move into the 10s... I just wanted to say the atmosphere in 406 had changed drastically.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being the 406 that we are, we can't help but be freaks and bitches... (Im not siding any sides) (me on the fence) (me in neutral zone) (im in the 38th parallel) (emphasis emphasis emphasis)...&lt;br /&gt;But back to the point, i can feel this change in attitude and behaviour in class. I could hardly spot any sleeping, and what i really liked was how everyone subtly in subtle ways push each other on and to remind each other that comeon! its just errr (as of now) 38 more days!&lt;br /&gt;We push each other to go for gradnight, we get excited about sec 2 classes or 406 chalets, we ask each other what we are gonna do after the o's. To us, the o's felt so near, but its end felt so far. And that's probably why we needed this mental pushing for each other. We all laugh at rachel (aka weizhi's) impossibility at getting a1 for maths, but silently, when all the jokes have been set aside, we all hope that he could pull of a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;And that's what feel different, i just hope 06 could set aside our differences for a while and to really feel this difference, cuz i know im gonna miss this feeling a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, onto other things that are different.&lt;br /&gt;I must say im not a very organised learner. and u can probably see from the pictures below, but these are methods to tell me at home to "get the fuck away from the laptop and to start revising". It doesn't exactly work, but hell it does stress the heavens out of me (or heavens does it stress the hell out of me) - whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6A1 at the mirror:&lt;br /&gt;Tell myself to stop zilianing and to get that single digit... nah joking. its just a big mirror. will catch my attention anywhere i turn in the room. unless i face the wall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnMmuZh9hI/AAAAAAAAIiI/xaeZvP6nq6I/s1600/DSC08181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnMmuZh9hI/AAAAAAAAIiI/xaeZvP6nq6I/s320/DSC08181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes by the table:&lt;br /&gt;Tells me to Study, to DO IT! (that i can =.=) and that SP FTW. of course i dun rly need de sp one alr. hehe. anyways, theres posters and class photo to remind me of the memories... and of course essential stuff from topics i need to remember. helps a lot u noe. to be constantly reminded and (smack in the face) NAH! here it is don't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnN62oIepI/AAAAAAAAIiM/ufvOj5gHTH8/s1600/DSC08182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnN62oIepI/AAAAAAAAIiM/ufvOj5gHTH8/s320/DSC08182.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A messy table:&lt;br /&gt;Hey it works you know! reminds me that these are the piles of things to look through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnPQOdmIvI/AAAAAAAAIiQ/HCy3pv8Icik/s1600/DSC08183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnPQOdmIvI/AAAAAAAAIiQ/HCy3pv8Icik/s320/DSC08183.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note while bathing:&lt;br /&gt;You can go this far... no la joking, dunno my sis or who go take from my postit notes at my table and paste there de. I do certainly need to do chinese though... hmmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnQ-MfVaqI/AAAAAAAAIiU/80rUvNOBGbY/s1600/DSC08184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnQ-MfVaqI/AAAAAAAAIiU/80rUvNOBGbY/s320/DSC08184.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnSMXKEOtI/AAAAAAAAIiY/S2UXh-FYM3k/s1600/DSC08186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnSMXKEOtI/AAAAAAAAIiY/S2UXh-FYM3k/s320/DSC08186.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another topic:&lt;br /&gt;Dear asked me to take at least one pic a week to show my growing hair and it's changes. Me changed my parting some time ago so that my fringe sweeps to my right. But i have since realised that it can look ridiculous at times. so imma changed back! haha&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall try and post one pic a week of my growing hair... spot the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/5/pictures/large/a33439f103cf023e2833c3c95858a96c_8912910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/5/pictures/large/a33439f103cf023e2833c3c95858a96c_8912910.jpg" width="320" /&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/31996763-2150815882979925258?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2150815882979925258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2150815882979925258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2150815882979925258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2150815882979925258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/10/post-708-things-feel-different.html' title='Post 708: Things feel different'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKnMmuZh9hI/AAAAAAAAIiI/xaeZvP6nq6I/s72-c/DSC08181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3292002533794066441</id><published>2010-09-29T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:57:25.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 707: Adapting...</title><content type='html'>3.5 hours remedial. Who had that before? Continuous study of a single book?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... i had that today. 3.5 hours of Lit. really i found it quite amazing that i only zoned out towards the last 10 minutes. I gave up then, took out my phone and clicked "record".&lt;br /&gt;Granted, 1 hour 45 min was spent drafting our arguments on the beautiful boards that were in Xinnovate.&lt;br /&gt;But still... pardon me for wowing.&lt;br /&gt;WOW i spent 3.5 hours on Lit.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i am going around in circles for this post cause me veryyy tired. Came back still studied SS.&lt;br /&gt;Me just taking a break to rant.&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear miss Lie's voice.... haha she must have been very tired too cause she said "How does Sharma (the playwright) make us sympathise with Mak" as "How does Sharma make us sympathise with Sharma" she din realise her mistake until we were laughing after that...&lt;br /&gt;Sharma, Vinod, Saloma, Mak, Emily, Razali, Azman, MrChow, AhSeng, Mok, PC, Charlie, Denise, Johnson. Gosh me can recite them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKNNur2qpcI/AAAAAAAAIiA/mV6JKhC4mkM/s1600/2010-09-29+16.43.47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKNNur2qpcI/AAAAAAAAIiA/mV6JKhC4mkM/s400/2010-09-29+16.43.47.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;guess i have to... look at the countdown, its less the a month, 3 weeks more likely. And i have like 2 more weeks left with &lt;strike&gt;407&lt;/strike&gt; 406 (type wrong). Gosh. im so gonna miss lessons even though i cant wait to get out of Xinmin. But really, these shall be the days i remember most of my teenage i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKNOJcBKdSI/AAAAAAAAIiE/15bMsBMD7i4/s1600/2010-09-29+16.50.44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKNOJcBKdSI/AAAAAAAAIiE/15bMsBMD7i4/s400/2010-09-29+16.50.44.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Adapting to studying everyday...&lt;br /&gt;I've never did that before...&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1 study 1 day before exam, sec 2 study 2 weeks before exam, sec 3 study 1 month before exam. It's a wonder i could start 6 months before. The graph doesn't match eh? but i guess this had helped me to grow up. To mature and to know my priorities. of course there are days when i give in. But at least i know what i have to do and limit myself to at most one a day.&lt;br /&gt;At least there's dear motivating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3292002533794066441?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3292002533794066441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3292002533794066441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3292002533794066441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3292002533794066441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-707-adapting.html' title='Post 707: Adapting...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TKNNur2qpcI/AAAAAAAAIiA/mV6JKhC4mkM/s72-c/2010-09-29+16.43.47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3980289661543073708</id><published>2010-09-25T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:15:15.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 706: Graduation Ceremony</title><content type='html'>It's Graduation Ceremony today. Another personal post...&lt;br /&gt;Wow... has it been a year? Wow... it's nearly O's! Wow... we've been together for two years...&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts kept running through my mind today. especially when i watched miss oh's video for us.&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony began with us practicing how to go up to our teachers and to receive our cute little bears... Miss Siah and Mr Wong had to stand in to represent our teachers while we were practicing. After that, we watched some kinda "prologue" video like to entertain us while we wait for the whole thing to start.&lt;br /&gt;Epic photos from the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs022.snc4/33444_434439915677_730145677_5156814_104461_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs022.snc4/33444_434439915677_730145677_5156814_104461_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs002.snc4/33444_434439920677_730145677_5156815_3706761_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs002.snc4/33444_434439920677_730145677_5156815_3706761_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs002.snc4/33444_434439935677_730145677_5156818_1654366_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs002.snc4/33444_434439935677_730145677_5156818_1654366_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs021.ash2/34421_434440430677_730145677_5156837_7877248_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs021.ash2/34421_434440430677_730145677_5156837_7877248_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad i caught these cause i doubt i will be able to get a copy of the video. Nonetheless, the ceremony went on and Mdm Liew kicked off the whole thing with her speech. I don't really remember everything but i do remember her 3 bears through her lame but rather useful joke in relating us to what she was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Finally you get me after 4 years" Liked that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she told us to bear up, bear with people (or was it something else) and bear... sharks its slipping from my mind. Anyways, she told us a story she told us back in 2007... and it was really amazing to hear OORRH... going around the hall as everyone remembered. I dunno but that orrh really striked me. It's like at that moment, the entire batch flashbacked to when we were sitting right at the front of the podium in the parade square, when we were only sec 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the story of the blind and sick man who had a bed in hospital beside the only window in the ward and how he would describe all the beautiful scene outside to his roommate. his roommate just let him die after that so that he, this selfish (bastard) guy could get the bed by the window... only to discover that it faced a wall and the blind man had been trying to encourage him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember this story... i thought i posted it up here sometime back but i cant find it. anyways, Mrs goh came up to speak next, told us to believe in ourselves and always push forward. kinda... smth lidat. told us she was saboed to come up.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a sec 5 come up to give his speech. i actually thought it was rather good. Although it wasn't chim or anything... it really kinda relates to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had another video and than we went to get our gifts... thats when all the crying started. Miss Oh really cried hard... and who can blame her. Honestly, we weren't an easy class to handle and we really "tian ler bu shao ma fan" created much trouble for her, especially back in sec 3 where there were so many complains directed at our class. We all knew she was on the verge of giving up. And personally i thought she did once or twice, but pulled herself back together. And it must really be endearing for her to see us grow so much this year. It might be Miss Lee, it might be the O's, but nonetheless, our class had matured considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there's no such thing as a perfectly bonded class, but we learned to respect each other and above all, to know when to play with our teachers, and when not to (at least most of the time). So i can really understand how hard it must be for miss oh to let us go, after having been through so much with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who would forget that epic sentence she said last year at our first ever class outing hmm? that truth or dare game? the sentence we dared her to say?&lt;br /&gt;Who would forget all those times when she smiled and laughed with us as we shared our gossips...&lt;br /&gt;She really tried to blend in with us and to understand us, and i must say that she succeeded, because i know she'll be the teacher from my secondary school life which i will probably remember the longest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you miss oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than there was some class photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs083.snc4/35530_434442265677_730145677_5156877_3097891_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs083.snc4/35530_434442265677_730145677_5156877_3097891_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after taking photos with the class, i went around finding people to take photos with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was 205:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs103.snc4/35530_434442300677_730145677_5156884_678957_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs103.snc4/35530_434442300677_730145677_5156884_678957_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 5 people missing from this shot that are supposed to be inside, i dunno who but oh wells, im lazy to count. Highlights of my 205 life would be those quarrels with Kexsily, those laughters with Hardi, Hun Quans steaming, the boys oogling... shall not complete this :), and of course the scandals with LF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying i enjoyed every bit of these memories, but they did in one way or another shaped me to become who i am now, and i must add on that despite some of them having been unpleasent, i do reflect on them now and use it as a judge of how far i've grown... i dun really know how to say, but its that unique feeling like you know you would never do such a thing like that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly i would not be screaming at a girl just because she taunted me, i would not in any likelihood, laugh with my bestfriend in class until everyone had to stop and look at us, including the teacher and whoever was walking outside the class at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? that was the past....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than there was Choir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs681.snc4/62177_434443665677_730145677_5156913_6664237_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="356" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs681.snc4/62177_434443665677_730145677_5156913_6664237_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to say here except that i do regret not having spent time in choir, for i would have loved to at least belong in this really close knitted group of people. But what can i say, i've never belonged and i guess that's just the way things are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was SLB:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs718.snc4/63828_434444090677_730145677_5156920_3882669_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs718.snc4/63828_434444090677_730145677_5156920_3882669_n.jpg" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write an entire essay on my life in SLB, but of course i shall not. I think SLB is the only group where i truly belong, where i truly can help, where i truly can make a difference, where i have true friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hardi BFF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs083.snc4/35530_434442295677_730145677_5156883_2849288_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs083.snc4/35530_434442295677_730145677_5156883_2849288_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for being there for me over the past 4 years, i know i haven't actually been an easy friend to get along sometimes, being me and me having my rather childish tantrums and behaviours sometime. But thanks dude, especially for being there for me when i was at my breaking point, where i was cast out by everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for saying "i'll always be here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Lumyi BFF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs083.snc4/35530_434442305677_730145677_5156885_6775099_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs083.snc4/35530_434442305677_730145677_5156885_6775099_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've actually only grew close because of Shijiazhuang and thank god there was this trip, thank god i've met you, cause you are really one hell of a fun friend to have! I'll always treasure the memories from Shijiazhuang and really, thanks for hearing me out sometimes when i needed someone to talk to and thanks for those advice you give (no matter how harsh they can be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Lionel BFF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs690.snc4/63003_434433860677_730145677_5156713_1782396_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs690.snc4/63003_434433860677_730145677_5156713_1782396_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey my clear headed friend, thanks for being my anchor to doing what's right, you really inspire me to think beyond the surface, and to really work hard. Because your results are roughly the same as me, we've become like study buddies, working to pull each other up. And i guess we succeeded! Cause look at our results, we did so much better than last year! We've really bonded this year and i would say you are the best friend i have in 406&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mannan BFF:&lt;br /&gt;Yo dude, really really regret not having known you better in lower sec, but hey, we really hated each other back than eh? haha but i really dun blame you cause i was really childish than... but bleh! it's about now! You're one of the closest friend i have in 406 and i really missed sitting beside you last time, those times were epic! I really enjoy talking with you... all those stuff we discussed about people and incidents... all those time we were bitching! thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Tsui Yan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs047.snc4/34695_434444105677_730145677_5156923_6878290_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs047.snc4/34695_434444105677_730145677_5156923_6878290_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey hey, remember we did duty together a lot like in lower sec? we even had sharp enough noses to catch someone... you rmb? haha. yeah, thanks for hearing me talk crap while doing duty and also sorry for all the times i teased you about being a dog... all for fun, bu yao fang zai xin shang ok? nonetheless, you are very fun to get along with and i really enjoyed all the laughter we shared. esp in shijiazhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Celine Lim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs332.ash2/61268_434439350677_730145677_5156805_5196384_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs332.ash2/61268_434439350677_730145677_5156805_5196384_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey little girl, to me you always seem like one... i know i havent been the best a friend can be but i hope you keep the happy memories alright? sorry for all and any hurt i've caused, i'll remember the times in camp and shijiazhuang and that i gave my first hug to you!!! lol first warm fuzzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Yon Min:&lt;br /&gt;Eh! could you believe we hated each other? but time flies and we both bonded during choir cause of our mutual feelings towards it, i'll always remember us going high together and dancing to "your way to beautiful girl..." and of course when we learn some fun song and all the other crap... thanks for making choir endurable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Sherry Yeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs329.ash2/60912_434444515677_730145677_5156924_1370590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs329.ash2/60912_434444515677_730145677_5156924_1370590_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey! fellow vice president... on second thoughts i should scrub that eh? sorry i wasn't there this year to help you in choir, but thanks for being ever so understanding about it. And thanks for all the dirty jokes.you made life endurable too in choir and spiced up the fun in shijiazhuang too. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Samantha Lek:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs027.ash2/34695_434444100677_730145677_5156922_7068531_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs027.ash2/34695_434444100677_730145677_5156922_7068531_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi my AC10 OIC! thanks for inspiring me to become better than i can be, thanks for being my role model for doing what's right when i should and also thanks for the fun we've had in Shijiazhuang. Anything else i wanted to say is in ur little book :) But nevertheless good luck! for everything. god bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Clement Lim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs649.snc4/60912_434444525677_730145677_5156926_2487858_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs649.snc4/60912_434444525677_730145677_5156926_2487858_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi my cute president and fellow gay~ lol. in shijiazhuang only hor. whatever happened in Shijiazhuang stays in Shijiazhuang. You were a great president dude, never doubt yourself ok? You're funny too... don't always so low confidence yeah? All the best! me know you shall go far :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Adam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs669.snc4/60912_434444520677_730145677_5156925_8300511_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs669.snc4/60912_434444520677_730145677_5156925_8300511_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stopped hitting me man! haha no la, me'll always remember you as "the rock". remember? you're one of the funniest guy i know. and you achieve it while being able to be silent while delivering the humour. thumbs up. i must learn from you. But! you still owe me some smack in ur ass for hitting me so many times. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jun Wen:&lt;br /&gt;Hey dude, remember "kaninabe" and "red on your s"? Yeah... that was epic man, i still remember how you rofled with hardi for like 1 hour plus? hmmm gradnight video making is a memory i will treasure most... learned a lot from it. You are a really level headed guy and i really respect you for that. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To All my other Sec 4 SLs:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories! Thanks for making SLB my second family!&lt;br /&gt;and sorry to those i didnt take photos with :( it was really messy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! after we were dismissed... there was timo's surprise birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs103.snc4/35502_434445705677_730145677_5156956_3689411_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs103.snc4/35502_434445705677_730145677_5156956_3689411_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we kinda pressured him to give the first slice of the cake to samantha first. haha poor timo...&lt;br /&gt;and then after that he got cake smashed. poor thing. i really feel for him... haha&lt;br /&gt;ahh wells but it was rather fun. haha. and we got to see sam blush. not bad. Im sure timo blushed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs683.snc4/62301_434446085677_730145677_5156961_8211657_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs683.snc4/62301_434446085677_730145677_5156961_8211657_n.jpg" width="110" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs067.snc4/34713_434446095677_730145677_5156963_207717_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs067.snc4/34713_434446095677_730145677_5156963_207717_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well that was the Classes of 2010. and this long post took me two days to post. and i wanted to post more 0.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well... till next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3980289661543073708?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3980289661543073708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3980289661543073708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3980289661543073708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3980289661543073708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-706-graduation-ceremony.html' title='Post 706: Graduation Ceremony'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-8690908992725890774</id><published>2010-09-23T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:43:56.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 705: Mid Autumn Fest!</title><content type='html'>Fire fire fire...&lt;br /&gt;Lights lights lights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs657.snc4/61701_433769470677_730145677_5145806_5288278_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs657.snc4/61701_433769470677_730145677_5145806_5288278_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I noticed its been quite some time since i blogged about something that had actually happened to me... not stories, not reviews, not shows, not want to dos...&lt;br /&gt;so me shall talk about mid autumn festival celebrations yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, after school, where both me and dear didnt have any remedial (for a long time as long as i can remember)... we studied =.= yeah. Until about 6.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs312.ash2/59218_433770880677_730145677_5145867_7593005_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs312.ash2/59218_433770880677_730145677_5145867_7593005_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while studying though, i must say wernchieh and ivy got rather interested with my camera, (esp WC). Looked through my photos and camwhored. WC claims she will become an established photographer... kinda. But yeah me shall give her some credit, cause the above shot of serene and ivy is really quite good :) WC if you are reading, you may bask now...&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that me helped them took some too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went opposite school to eat this (i think is) new western food store. Gosh prices are mad so i kinda went for the cheapest, Teriyaki Don, which was 4.50. It was rather good really! But i was expecting something like this since i koped Eunices cheese fries few days back when she sneaked it back to class. Asked her where she bought it and she said opposite school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs612.snc4/59212_433776670677_730145677_5146079_6078949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs612.snc4/59212_433776670677_730145677_5146079_6078949_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that we went to Punggol park to meet wern chieh, lydia and ivy. We went there at 7.30 and lucky for us we found a shelter where we camped at. Lucky cause in about half an hours time. the whole park will be awesomely crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;--- Like that&lt;br /&gt;So anyways we played with candles... and then ivy WC and Lydia went for a walk so they could give me and dear some alone time... when they came back, dear and i went... Very foggy but there was this surreal feel, and the fact that there were smoke all around just made us feel like we were in cloud nine... kinda. haha well we always talked about floating in the clouds, last night felt abit lidat. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs614.snc4/59422_433774870677_730145677_5146001_3027499_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs614.snc4/59422_433774870677_730145677_5146001_3027499_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs314.ash2/59422_433774850677_730145677_5145997_1543163_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs314.ash2/59422_433774850677_730145677_5145997_1543163_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were on our walk, we saw this couple, in their 30s i think, lighting those wishing balloons, there were a lot of people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;As it flew into the skies, the crowd cheered, as if they had been holding their breath, waiting for that one moment where they could all make their own wishes as the wishing balloon took flight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really liked the atmosphere than, it felt very... singapore. Like there was this bond yehnoe? i dnno how explain-.- but i liked it. it actually felt better than national day. of course national day was kinda screwed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs614.snc4/59422_433774885677_730145677_5146004_1943086_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs614.snc4/59422_433774885677_730145677_5146004_1943086_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we played sparklers too... and...&lt;br /&gt;we lighted our own wish balloon XD wrote our wishes on it and wrote a big big XINMIN in chinese on it. and.... we flew it XD&lt;br /&gt;well it flew quite high than it dropped suddenly, dunno why, on a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs652.snc4/61196_433783515677_730145677_5146315_7726989_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs652.snc4/61196_433783515677_730145677_5146315_7726989_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i told WC is god already seen it and he/she was kind enough to send us a message by hanging it on the tree that our results will always be high high up one the tree so we will get really good results XD (that was our wish)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;wishing balloon?&lt;br /&gt;is that what they call it anyways... hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs324.ash2/60477_433777855677_730145677_5146159_7627630_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs324.ash2/60477_433777855677_730145677_5146159_7627630_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs704.snc4/62419_433784155677_730145677_5146331_767681_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs704.snc4/62419_433784155677_730145677_5146331_767681_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... on a side note, i saw this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDX1m0Y2Vkg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/sDX1m0Y2Vkg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not real but its one hell of a fanmade film...&lt;br /&gt;read more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shogungamer.com/news/live-action-pokemon-movie-full-hd-trailer-and-interview-its-creators"&gt;http://shogungamer.com/news/live-action-pokemon-movie-full-hd-trailer-and-interview-its-creators&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-8690908992725890774?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/8690908992725890774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=8690908992725890774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8690908992725890774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8690908992725890774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-705-mid-autumn-fest.html' title='Post 705: Mid Autumn Fest!'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-7943387375033183606</id><published>2010-09-19T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T22:14:44.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 704: Post-Os to-dos With Dear</title><content type='html'>Movies to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wo He Gou Gou De Yue Ding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chu Lian Hong Dou Bing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter 7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invictus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV shows to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Personal Taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Star Trek TOS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No Ordinary Family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Design Program Booklets for my dad's performance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make Couple T-shirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set up Blog Shop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do up Scrapbook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Update Notebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do up a to-buy list so i can buy back a luggage full of souvenirs for dear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall add on as we add more.... lalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-7943387375033183606?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4854995961790283498</id><published>2010-09-16T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:31:09.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 703: Prelims...</title><content type='html'>Yeah i know i said there'll be a vlog for this post but i no time to go and edit so sorry. meanwhile, this post is a "copycat" post of Gina's most reason post. She decided to post down a prelim results and her aims for her O level so she can't run away. Therefore, i shall do likewise... as well as write down some extra stuff too... i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Green:&lt;/span&gt; Reaching/Reach Goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Red:&lt;/span&gt; Still need jiayou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Blue:&lt;/span&gt; L1R4/R5 grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Prelims:&lt;br /&gt;English:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A2/B3&lt;/span&gt; (dunno if count correctly)&lt;br /&gt;E Maths:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EG+EH:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lvl MT:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R4 (counting O lvl MT): 11 or 12 -2 (CCA)&amp;nbsp;= &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;9 or 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 (counting O lvl MT): 15 or 16 -2 (CCA) = &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;13 or 14&lt;/span&gt; -2 (passed HMT) = &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;11 or 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! looking at my prelim resuts, i can already gurantee my spot in SP + get the scholarship XD yeshhh!&lt;br /&gt;BUT! i cannot slack (cause some ppl say see my results aiya nvm le la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My O lvl Aim (Best):&lt;br /&gt;English:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A1&lt;br /&gt;E Maths:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A2&lt;br /&gt;A Maths: &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A1&lt;br /&gt;Science:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A1&lt;br /&gt;EG+EH:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A1&lt;br /&gt;Literature:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A1&lt;br /&gt;MT:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A1&lt;br /&gt;HMT:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C5 (im serious)&lt;br /&gt;L1R4: 5 -2 = 3&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 6 -2 -2 = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i can do this but i know i'd probably not be able to do so in the time that i have left... realitstically, i think my E Maths will be B3, A Maths will be A2, English will be A2...&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I still aim to go on stage... i hope... *grimace*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-4854995961790283498?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4854995961790283498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4854995961790283498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4854995961790283498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4854995961790283498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-703-prelims.html' title='Post 703: Prelims...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-6275139633615972132</id><published>2010-09-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:30:21.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 702: 10 places...</title><content type='html'>My internet has been slowing down a lot these few days mainly because i now have... my laptop, my sister's pc (my old pc), my tenants laptop, my ipod and occasionally my phone... hooked up to it's network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, in between the days of studying in this holiday, i have been taking breaks by watching youtube and my usual shows. So, other then discovering many many new covers that i liked, mostly introduced to me by dear, i've also seen some vlogs of places people went.&lt;br /&gt;which inspired me to do this post...&lt;br /&gt;pls note all places are not in order of top most or least. just randomly placed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE 10 PLACES I WANT TO GO...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;most:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harry Potter Theme Park (Universal Islands of Adventure - Florida USA)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i've always been a fan of the series, my childhood ends next year when the last movie comes out. so when i have the cash, its time to spend some time in the place where harry potter can get as real as it can be apart from the books and the movies. Im so going to the shops man. and get a sip of butterbeer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Venice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on... after so much of SS, we deserve a chance to see the place for real. Maybe can go with dear XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Louvre Museum (Paris)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mona Lisa... Da Vinci... blablabla... Im a Dan Brown fan... i wanna see the place for real.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vatican City &amp;amp; Rome&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Brown at work again... nice place to take pictures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maldives&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon... sunsets. sigh oh the romance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edinburgh Scotland&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding pictures? the surreal effect... twirling of the gown of my bride and the old buildings. wow.&amp;nbsp;spectacular... hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;New York&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... you think i'd pick 10 old places and not one single modern place? i'm not that old. zzz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;London&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix of old and new. perfect match... well actually i just wanna go there cause it's London... London. i like the sound of the name as it rolls off my tongue. cannot har?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Yes.... i have places in Asia i want to go. Yes... its because there's some pretty cheap stuff there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;One of the seven wonders of the ancient world is there. don't blame the curious mind yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;most in Singapore (i haven't went yet):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Universal Studios Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I'd have went already if the tickets is cheaper, it's rides are all open... or if someone just paid for it XD or if it had the harry potter theme park. double XDXD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Watch some indie local films... nice place... romantic... what more must i say.&lt;br /&gt;and yes it's SSSSinema. Not cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Big Boat on top of Marina IR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It's nice. period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bukit Timah Railway Tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Especially the bridge... just so old... hard to find in singapore y'noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kelongs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;They're disappearing. must catch them before they go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;NEX Shopping Mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;When it opens at the end of the year at Serangoon Central&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Shopping Outlets around Marina South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;When they opened too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kent Ridge/HSBC Tree Top Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Yue Hao to go there with dear de :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haw Par Villa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Actually i went there before its just i cant remember much ler so want go back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;St. Johns Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Possibly one of the most peaceful beaches left in Singapore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;back to again:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beijing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;To see the changes in Bird Nest &amp;amp; the new water theme park in the bubbly olympic wadeva building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shijiazhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It's 3 year development plan would have ended by the time i went back... if i ever. so must have a gathering with all the SJZ ppl and go back XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shanghai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I really wanna visit my buddy there again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seoul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Spent so little time there the last time i went with Opera. Still so much to see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stralsund Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I really loved the peace there... and Germany is really really a rather fantastic place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shantou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It's my dad's hometown. it's where my family is... why wouldn't i wanna go back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I've never spent more than a day there before. for once i just wanna relax and have fun there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Tell me when all the political crisis have subsided (if it ever does) and i'll go back to get all the cheap goods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I've never really absorbed much of the place when i went there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shenzhen &amp;amp; Guangzhou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Also never spent much time there everytime i went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... yup that's all for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next post shall be a vlog! so check it out... and nope its not about me and dear... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-6275139633615972132?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/6275139633615972132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=6275139633615972132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6275139633615972132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6275139633615972132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-702-10-places.html' title='Post 702: 10 places...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3269854269665184893</id><published>2010-09-08T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:23:25.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Post 701: Death - Story</title><content type='html'>The streets were dark, illuminated only by the flickering orange lights. He panted as he ran through the roads. Glancing back, he quickly back stepped and pulled his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quick", he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, they ran and ran, not caring that their legs were screaming for them to stop, not caring that their muscles felt like they were going to tear any time. All they cared about was to get home and to get their son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rounded a corner and came to a stop. The house was deathly silent. Standing outside the gates that opened into their neat little garden, they looked at each other, silently conveying to each other their fears, their hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They can't be here already," He tried to tell his wife in as reassuring as he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your gun?" His wife asked. He shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands still held together, they proceeded slowly towards the door. As they reached the door, he thought how none of them had foreseen the coup. There must be a traiter amongst them. He felt a surge of hatred at whoever that person was. For as they were opening their gates as softly as possible, across the city, hundreds of the Republican supporters were being rounded up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took a bat that laid against the walls surrounding the house. He had just been playing softball with his son that morning. Glancing longingly at the bat, he wished beyond anything for his son to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife grasped his hands tighter and he smiled at her sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, they entered the house. Slowly and methodically, they checked each room until they reached their son's. It was the last room in the house. Lights shone through from the gaps in the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a violent kick, he burst through the doors, bat held high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think you'd want to lay that down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood in shock. His best friend sat on a chair, gun held high, pointed at his 3 year old son who was sitted on his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Innocent isn't he?" He said. "He thinks the gun is a toy. Don't you wish it could be Dan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan stood in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You!" His wife shrieked as she made a step towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah!" He said warningly. "I wouldn't do that, and Dan, put that bat down or..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan slowly put his makeshift weapon down. "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man pointing the gun at his son shrugged. "Self interest" He said. "You're gonna be dead anyway, i wouldn't waste my saliva over a corpse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about my son?" Dan's wife said, sobbing softly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know me, i've always wanted a son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know you anymore." Dan snarled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I'm still me." Dan said. "Cruel, sadistic me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pointed his gun at Dan's wife and with a deafening shot that started his son crying, Dan saw his wife collapse on the floor. Before he could even react, he heard "your turn" before a sharp pain ripped through his abdomen. He glanced down at where the gunshot wound was and saw the blood flowing out of it as if it was a tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He collapsed by his wife, their blood mixing to form a puddle. Faintly, he sensed who he thought was his friend stepped over them. He could see his wife straining to hold on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you," He whispered as he saw his wife's last smile fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How he wished he could have seen him grow up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he had been happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness consumed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty short story, but i had to get it out. Bloody nightmare of mine. Couldn't stop thinking of it. Anyone good with interpreting dreams? I was Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Some parts of the story were made up of course... to fill in the holes that so often comes with dreams. The bestfriend was madeup, the bat was filled in, the running was expanded, but the death and those thoughts were real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells. any interpreters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this isn't inception cause i ain't thinking about dying but i sure am thinking of having a wife and a son (and a daughter actually)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3269854269665184893?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3269854269665184893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3269854269665184893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3269854269665184893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3269854269665184893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-701-death-story.html' title='Post 701: Death - Story'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-6686717690221622860</id><published>2010-09-06T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:42:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 700: Vlog and stuffs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn2.dailybooth.com/5/pictures/large/cdaeeff276b896a86a388a4037ad8087_7959733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cdn2.dailybooth.com/5/pictures/large/cdaeeff276b896a86a388a4037ad8087_7959733.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me like my fringe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. for my 700th post, me decided to update the blog abit! so updated background, new countdowns, new countups and moved my ads higher up so i can get more click clicks! me got $1.20 now. 48.80 to go~~~ lalala look around peeps look around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! as promised, here are my two vlog posts that took me ages to upload... had to reduce the quality so sry that there is no HD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14694165?portrait=0" width="400" height="227" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14714603?portrait=0" width="400" height="227" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeee. haha. hmmm. me saw this on io9.com :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When Amy gets up, I try to remember to jump up from my computer and start our four minutes. Sometimes I forget and notice it when she thumps me on my head or clears her throat loudly. But I eventually remember. We then leave the office area, go to our living room, or outside on our porch, and spend our "four minutes" together.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Of course, the "four minutes" is metaphorical. Sometimes it's 15 minutes. A few times a year it turns into an hour when we end up in a discussion about something. But it's always 100% bi-directional attention, except for our dogs who often want in on the discussion.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Quite true... and me love how this guy who commented got shoot:&lt;br /&gt;Shin-GO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Umm...if you're resorting to the point where you need to set aside time as a scheduled event to just even talk to each other, then what the hell are you doing together in the first place? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls I've dated I've always tried to know what their hobbies are (if a girl doesn't have a real hobby or interest I start thinking of splitting because things will boil down at some point) because I can learn about them and learn something deeper about something I probably don't know anything about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk doesn't have to be profound or even philosophical. Nor does it need to be forced. And hey, sometimes a morning cup of joe and a quick kiss and smile is about all you need sometimes. If your schedules are different and you can't talk or see each then it goes a long way to maybe cook some food when they get up and a short note.&lt;/blockquote&gt;absolutcalm replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Someone sounds like they've never been in a long term relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set aside time and reminding yourself to stick to it does not mean you've failed in a relationship-- it means you refused to fail. It means you're putting in the work, the NECESSARY work, not simply living with the fairy tale assumption of romantic perfection.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Read the full article and all the shooting here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5628397/dedicate-four-minutes-every-morning-to-talking-with-your-special-someone"&gt;http://lifehacker.com/5628397/dedicate-four-minutes-every-morning-to-talking-with-your-special-someone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. me found this page from my favourite channel 8 show of all times, Zero to Hero. Ying Cha Yang Cuo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20071031091849/ch8.mediacorptv.com/shows/drama/episodes/598/1/index/.html"&gt;http://web.archive.org/web/20071031091849/ch8.mediacorptv.com/shows/drama/episodes/598/1/index/.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just putting here cause me quite interested in rebooting the show if i can... and serialise it such that it can run episodic and maybe last a few seasons :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice my countdown on top? yeah used this webbie:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.habman.com/mfl/ticker/countdowncolor.html"&gt;http://www.habman.com/mfl/ticker/countdowncolor.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause me found it simple and nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-6686717690221622860?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/6686717690221622860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=6686717690221622860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6686717690221622860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6686717690221622860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-700-vlog-and-stuffs.html' title='Post 700: Vlog and stuffs.'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-9151946461800859052</id><published>2010-09-05T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:42:09.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 699: to do and rants</title><content type='html'>Ok... i havent do my ipod post... and i actually kinda forget to photo the unpacking process so im just gonna snap a shot right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/4/pictures/large/69989758ffa9e18f98046a97375ed9da_7926053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/4/pictures/large/69989758ffa9e18f98046a97375ed9da_7926053.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/4/pictures/large/fd270d421089fde131d180b427e6c122_7926001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cdn1.dailybooth.com/4/pictures/large/fd270d421089fde131d180b427e6c122_7926001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... my sis showed me some videos of her school's teacher day &amp;amp; national day celebrations and for once i am speechless. i mean what can i say after seeing her school so zai de stuff as compared to our school this year? gosh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w-Tah5AXK1Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/w-Tah5AXK1Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQDhaK0oVbM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/GQDhaK0oVbM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eiMTzx-BpUk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/eiMTzx-BpUk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im seriously just putting this here to compare with our schools celebrations this year. really. no intentions to provoke our UG CCAs or whatsoever. I believe our school UG can pull off something even more spectacular than this. And their school's talent competition is so much more suitable for our school. its called X-factor. Xinmin Factor. Sounds so much cooler than XGT in my opinion...&lt;br /&gt;got nothing to say. I just feel slightly jealous at their school festive spirit. nth else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna do some slight revamp on the blog soon. maybe when i post Post 700. which will probably be a video blog post. I wanted to post for this post but the upload fagging slow. anyways before some major add ons, im gonna put in some countdown timers...&lt;br /&gt;and with the countdown to o levels, i just wanted to put down some incentives here for me to push on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST O-LEVEL TODO LIST:&lt;br /&gt;(as chronologically as possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shop for Gradnight clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Major catchup time with dear...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gradnight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Qian Ren Yen (maybe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start CSinitiatives with dear :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go Jakarta with Hardi &amp;amp; play/shop/slack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help dad with his december concert (designing and stuff)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish script for The Bridge Affair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Expand/Finish script for My Name is Sil (possibly find a better name for it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tutor and earn some bucks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch lotsa shows with dear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish all the tv seasons i cant watch cause of O Levels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work on Untitled Project novel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare for new year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare for dears birthday :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare for SP!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep! much to look forward to do... so ya... hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till Post 700 den!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-9151946461800859052?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/9151946461800859052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=9151946461800859052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/9151946461800859052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/9151946461800859052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/09/post-699-to-do-and-rants.html' title='Post 699: to do and rants'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3728802692318900068</id><published>2010-08-30T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:44:35.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 698: My Mistress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unboxing my new Macbook Pro 13"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsN6gzIp9I/AAAAAAAAIgQ/tYLxpfjjehs/s1600/DSC07460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsN6gzIp9I/AAAAAAAAIgQ/tYLxpfjjehs/s320/DSC07460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally i can use final cut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsPEuf4KCI/AAAAAAAAIgU/Gqwpb0EbQls/s1600/DSC07461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsPEuf4KCI/AAAAAAAAIgU/Gqwpb0EbQls/s320/DSC07461.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO CHIO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsQ_gfAxII/AAAAAAAAIgY/ob5JCvWN9yU/s1600/DSC07462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsQ_gfAxII/AAAAAAAAIgY/ob5JCvWN9yU/s320/DSC07462.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;EXCITED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsR4jCsr-I/AAAAAAAAIgc/DKiS7p-uPOs/s1600/DSC07463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsR4jCsr-I/AAAAAAAAIgc/DKiS7p-uPOs/s320/DSC07463.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WOWWWWW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hehehehe nerdgasm... check back soon for iPod touch :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3728802692318900068?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3728802692318900068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3728802692318900068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3728802692318900068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3728802692318900068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/08/post-698-my-mistress.html' title='Post 698: My Mistress...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/THsN6gzIp9I/AAAAAAAAIgQ/tYLxpfjjehs/s72-c/DSC07460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-5037405288441441541</id><published>2010-08-27T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T20:05:35.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 697: Looking forward...</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps! Me posting more often (in an attempt to make it look more lively... bring in more readers... and to earn more money on Nuffnang!) haha. so yep what with me feeling pretty satisfied with life currently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;IM GETTING MY MAC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shipping towards me now as we speak... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;WITH FREE iPOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep yep....&lt;br /&gt;getting it on tuesday! haha&lt;br /&gt;the iPod haven't ship but also should be same day...&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's prelims, which other than the humanities, seems to be going rather smoothly... therefore the errr 60 odd days to o's i think ima devote more of it to getting my SS and Geog laid... as in firmly. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's SP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup me quite happy now. so me like thinking what's there to look forward to in the years ahead... (i read more chinese papers these days ok... so me got rmb some stuff that are coming up in singapore as well as across the world...)&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't&amp;nbsp;necessarily&amp;nbsp;concern me just that ima (using albert's favourtite word) excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in chronological order as best as i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2010 &lt;/b&gt;(what's left of it anyways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting my 13" Macbook Pro &amp;amp; iPod Touch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Official End of Prelims&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study Break&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Official End of O Level&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thousand People Banquet (might/might not be going)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grad Night (dun say i dun support you denise)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to Indonesia w. Hardi (hopefully Denise and Lumyi too)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holidays w. Dear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Launching CSinitatives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asian Youth Games 2010 Guangzhou (me interested in opening ceremony)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies: Harry Potter 7A, Resident Evil 4, Let Me In&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Level Results&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joining Xinmin Youth Alumni&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SP 10 week prepatory programme&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looong break until school opens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SP Orientation (???)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;First time going back to Xinmin Homecoming as Graduate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting Yearbook 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Opening of rest of Circle Line&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completion of Asian Square at Marina Bays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serangoon and Punggol Reservoirs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 year anniv with dear :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going back to Shantou China for Grandpa's 3 lunar year death anniv&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turning 18!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neptune completes its first full orbit since its discovery in 1846 (im serious)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies: Harry Potter 7B&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Windows 8 BETA!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Android 3?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 1.5em; list-style-image: url(http://bits.wikimedia.org/skins-1.5/vector/images/bullet-icon.png?1); list-style-type: square; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.3em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"&gt;99% of the world's population is wiped out by a mysterious virus (Aeon Flux)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Judgment Day" is predicted to take place on&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="mw-formatted-date" title="04-21"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_21" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="April 21"&gt;April 21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starting SP Year 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 year anniv with dear :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leap year! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;London Olympics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;South Korea World Expo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completion of South Beach complex at beach road&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completion of River Safart (must go!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DOOMSDAY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2013 &lt;/b&gt;(assuming we survive)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SP Year 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Downtown Line stage 1 opens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being 2 decades old...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 month Internship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One World Trade Center is scheduled to be completed by April 2013 (me want see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2014 &lt;/b&gt;(yes im going further)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NS?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nanjing 2014 2nd YOG&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;R21...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;all Windows XP support, including security updates and security-related hotfixes, will be terminated. (great! get over it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;North South Line Marina South Extension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Opening of Singapore Sports Hub (finally!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;World Cup 2014 Brazil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movie: Avatar 2?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2015 &lt;/b&gt;(still going...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still in NS...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Downtown Line stage 2 opens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xinmin 70th Anniv&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;East West Line Tuas West Extension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;July 14 – NASA's New Horizons spacecraft is expected to fly by Pluto and Charon at 50,000 kilometers per hour and explore the area for five months until distance becomes too great. New Horizons will then enter the Kuiper belt and eventually leave our Solar System. (My birthday wor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;September 9 – Queen Elizabeth II will become the longest reigning British monarch (if she is still reigning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TV show: Flashforward date...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2016&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Windows 9 or 10? (if theres still a windows around)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uni?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2016 Olympics Brazil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2017&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still in Uni?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Downtown Line fully opens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Epilogue of HP7...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completion of Thomson line&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2018&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still in Uni?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;China's One-child policy is expected to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2018 World Cup&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2018 YOG&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;End of "Judgement Day" Terminator Salvation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Iron Sky" Nazis attack from Moon (love this man... just so impossible)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2019&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still in Uni? / Started working&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2019 Rugby Word Cup w. matches held in Singapore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2020&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 year anniv w. Dear XDXD (yeah laugh laugh... wadeva)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HK reaches the moon (Fiction... saw this HK show long time ago bout smth like this)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completion of East Region Line&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2020 Olympics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"widespread use of artificially intelligent cars, "smart" clothing incorporating computer chips, and green energy sources."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malaysia becomes a developed country&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;India becomes a developed country&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phillipines become a developed country&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Volvo hopes to use radar, sonar and other advanced technologies to create a crash-proof car by 2020."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"all Toyota cars produced will be hybrid vehicles by the year 2020."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Cars that drive themselves on smart highways, 3-D video conferencing, artificial brain cells, artificial lungs, artificial kidneys, identification of the genetic links of all diseases - all these have been predicted for 2020."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the future...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah i dream this much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-5037405288441441541?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/5037405288441441541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=5037405288441441541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5037405288441441541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5037405288441441541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/08/post-697-looking-forward.html' title='Post 697: Looking forward...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-6341459208291807564</id><published>2010-08-22T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:09:27.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 696: SS Sucks</title><content type='html'>Isn't it absolutely &lt;i&gt;fascinating &lt;/i&gt;how SS alliterates with so many other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shitty &lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sucky &lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS &lt;/b&gt;so sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS SUCKS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been a loooong time since i did a double post in a day but i really needta destress... whole day SS.... gosh! i'm not even studying for physics... not that i need to do much on it but gaaahhh really. i so wanna give up and fail it but i know i cant! i dun want any Fs in my prelims. grrrr.... so goddamn tired... haix...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SBQ haven't gao dim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SEQ still chionging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HEADACHE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;grrr just wanted to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;VENT OUT MY STRESSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SSSTRESSSUCKSSHITTYSTUPIDSTRESSINGSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/31996763-6341459208291807564?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/6341459208291807564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=6341459208291807564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6341459208291807564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/6341459208291807564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/08/post-696-ss-sucks.html' title='Post 696: SS Sucks'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-3013573296725369102</id><published>2010-08-22T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T12:27:57.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 695: More thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Yes! More thoughts... Now that i've gotten my results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;SP HERE I COME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Note the &lt;u&gt;Underline&lt;/u&gt;, the &lt;b&gt;Bold&lt;/b&gt;, the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Italic&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the extra &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; font...&lt;br /&gt;and im going to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Creative Writing for TV and New Media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Note the &lt;u&gt;Underline&lt;/u&gt;, the&lt;b&gt; Bold&lt;/b&gt;, the &lt;i&gt;Italic&lt;/i&gt; and the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; font...&lt;br /&gt;which practically mean that my previous post was kinda for nothing since i still came back to square 1 and entered the course i wanted in the same place.&lt;br /&gt;HEY im not complaining, i'm happy. Spot the evidence on top =.= or should i put it below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well... now that i've displayed my joy... lemme rethink what i have thought in the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be doing scriptwriting. thats a fact now... and im choosing film making as an elective. thats a definite. so naturally i'd either be scriptwriting in the future or directing. naturally i would aim to be a director since it's well known that being a director meant you're more well known. =.= bad attempt. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! that would also mean i have to start of writing scripts first since that is what i've studied for. on the other hand, i would want to go to NYU tisch college asia... there i can pick whether i want to study script writing more or directing more. have to face the fact that im gonna compete with the ang mors now. not to mention there's Jack Neo, Kelvin Tong and whoever else i'd have to match up to next time. oh wells actually even thought of going beijing film school... but there got so many chinese letters me scared. dad would probably like it since im going "home" in his sense. than he will chide me for not having studied chinese well. zzz babaladada.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i could easily change career if i want and switch over to my other interest designing. which also means more studying... dunno ten years down the road i wanna do that anot.&lt;br /&gt;plus there's my dad's art centre which i could change to be a production house if i have some name and enough people supporting to film an indie... ahhh wellls.&lt;br /&gt;anyways..........&lt;br /&gt;further down the road i hope i get to start a rather unique tv series... something fantasy like and budget low... and maybe even film a movie adaptation of &lt;i&gt;off center&lt;/i&gt; or even &lt;i&gt;those who can't, teach&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though &lt;i&gt;those who can't, teach &lt;/i&gt;has a super short script which would/might be difficult to adapt on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE HARESH SHARMA &lt;/b&gt;(best Singapore playwright)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha randomness....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh wells on to other things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PRELIMS are here... and honestly i didn't think i could have raised my A Math standards so much by prelims... ironically its E Math im scared for now... but not as scared as my combined humanities. E Geog was over and i think i would pass it if not even snatch a B.... SS is tomorrow and frankly i think i wouldn't do well so once again i think my combined humans will be stuck at c6... 3 grades from my aim of b3. Than there was Miss Lie yesterday who scared me... she said Lit would be difficult and now im doubting myself. come on colin dun kid urself its been ages since you touched lit... but oh wells. i think i got my chem more or less settled... and my physics zao jiu settle le. so my science should be ok... puffs. english might not get a1 since my compo really quite boring... zzz. chinese no need say le. i pass jiu happy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;than there's my aim of 6A1s. of course its a bit far... i noe. hey im combined science stream. gosh. but me one a 10 and below for my L1R4 at least since i wanna be in SP scholar program...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FREE TUITION FEES AND 1000 BUCKS REIMBURSEMENT OF LAPTOPSSSSSS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so yup. 6A1s ftw... get myself on stage. shrugs. hopefully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;will be working extra hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and there's oral yesterday gosh. thanks jikian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Marriage... what decision... trust in marriage??? piece of cake mans... hahaha happy happy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmmm anything else? naaa not for now i think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ooo happy 100 days dear :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This post is brought to you by my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;stream of&amp;nbsp;consciousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and rapid typing. Thank you if you survived the read till here. too bad if you gave up halfway and skipped to the end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-3013573296725369102?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/3013573296725369102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=3013573296725369102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3013573296725369102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/3013573296725369102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/08/post-695-more-thoughts.html' title='Post 695: More thoughts...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-199813040082861458</id><published>2010-08-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:45:14.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 694: Some thoughts</title><content type='html'>At the time i'm writing this, it's gonna be another 8 more days... till DPA results are released, and my interview at School of Design for my 2nd choice course, Visual Comm. has given me some things to think about.&lt;br /&gt;Writing and designing, in general (there's lotsa sub&amp;nbsp;categories of hobbies below 'em) are my two main hobbies, and writing has been - for a long time now -&amp;nbsp;preceding&amp;nbsp;over&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;designing. For a long time, i had wanted to become a director, to beat Jack Neo and the Singaporean directors... to write scripts that can match up to even Christopher Nolans. Big dreams. Shine had given me the courage to dare to dream.&lt;br /&gt;But now i ask myself. Am i really that capable to write? Christopher may be hard to beat. But i may be able to build a name for myself here in SEA? The lecturer for visual comm., when seeing my videos, told me after that that i have a better flair (and a rather good one) in designing, over video making. And so i ask myself, will i be able to do good movies, to direct or produce great shows that will wow my audience?&lt;br /&gt;She told me that i had a rather creative mind in designing...&lt;br /&gt;I went around asking people after that... Creative writing or Visual comm. Scriptwriting or Designing...&lt;br /&gt;Those friends that loved to hear me crap about my stories (si ying... you noe im talking about you &amp;amp; serene, who's always been excited about my stories), backed me up on scriptwriting. I thought to myself, these are my friends, my girlfriend. in some way or another, they will be biased. They will be rooting for me. What will people who dun even know a shred about me think about my stories?&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my parents... talked to other people...&lt;br /&gt;and i have since came to the conclusion that maybe i should do designing, cause apparently i had some basics and experience... it would provide a more steady job (advertising and stuff) over serving in mediacorp and getting ordered around. Sure, i'd still be ordered around in designing careers, but i would have an easier ladder to climb... even though i'd still be fighting with the ang mohs. futhermore, i could still take a part time course in the future if i really wanna pursue scriptwriting...&lt;br /&gt;so much crapping... but for now, i'd just have to wait for the results...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-199813040082861458?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/199813040082861458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=199813040082861458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/199813040082861458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/199813040082861458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/08/post-694-some-thoughts.html' title='Post 694: Some thoughts'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4487444389052215260</id><published>2010-08-07T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:03:55.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Post 693: Story - Hole (part 2)</title><content type='html'>Ok, so my girl (yup MINE), has said that she wants to know what happens next on that story i wrote below randomly. And if there's anyone who still visits my blog (other than her), anyone at all? maybe you could tell me what happens next! so you provide the details and me will fill the story in :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so here's what i need... if anyone wants to contribute at all... that is.&lt;br /&gt;What's the hole?&lt;br /&gt;Who's in that pic that he brought with him?&lt;br /&gt;Who is he in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And without further ado... part 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having driven for hours and nearly depleting what little energy he had in his car, he stopped at a charging station along the highway and got out, noticing as he did so that not a single car from the road was stopping.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody seemed to be heading towards town, but out of it. Everyone was escaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some time, he stood by his car, unmoving, as he stared at the hole that had probably already eaten his house. It seemed to have satisfied its hunger, if it was adequate to describe it in such a sense, for he could not see anything getting sucked up into the black hole from where he was standing. It wasn't growing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought about all the&amp;nbsp;possessions&amp;nbsp;he had at home that he could not bring with him when he was escaping and for a moment, he felt a pinch at all the worldly possessions that he had lost. But what difference did it make, since he had already lost the most important people in his life. What more pain could losing a house and all the things inside inflict upon his already empty soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling himself back to earth, he thought about what he should do now, where he should go. As he walked to the charging terminal and pulled out the connecting wire, he decided that he had to find his parents first and make sure that they were safe. They could have been affected by the freak-hole hanging in the sky since they lived in the neighbouring town. He quickly changed the train of his thoughts before he could start imagining what he might find when he reached there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plugging the connecting wire into the back of his car, he went to the convenience store in the charging station to pay for the energy, only to find himself in an empty store with no one behind the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?" He shouted. When no one answered, he took some powerbars and snacks off the shelves, a few bottles of isotonic drinks, and placed the money on the counter. Someone might come back, he thought, as he left the store and trotted back to his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the battery bar by the side of the charging point read full, he jumped back into his car and drove off, turning towards another highway which will bring him around the hole lying above his town and to his parent's town, where he grew up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-4487444389052215260?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4487444389052215260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4487444389052215260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4487444389052215260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4487444389052215260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/08/post-694-story-hole-part-2.html' title='Post 693: Story - Hole (part 2)'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-5457665918565762690</id><published>2010-08-06T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T23:49:38.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Post 692: Story - Hole (ver 1.3)</title><content type='html'>He stared into his eyelids, having just woke up but feeling reluctant to open the shutters of his eyes. The darkness then seemed to overwhelm him, drowning him in it. He opened his eyes and quickly closed them. A simple action of closing and opening ones eyelids. Darkness and light, a reflex away. He opened his eyes again and his surroundings slid slowly into focus. He turned to stare at the picture that stood silently by his bed. Some dust had settled on the glass that separates the photo from the air during the night. He reached out his fingers to the picture and slowly wiped the dust off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting up from his bed, he stared upwards as the blood rushed to his head. His eyes moved to the window, the light from outside repelled by a layer of curtain. He frowned. A tiny ray of light shone through from a creak where the curtains met. It seemed odd. It wasn't white, but dark yellow, that of the evening sun. The valleys between his eyebrows did not smoothen as he slowly stood up and went to the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by the curtains, he slowly pulled aside the cloths' allowing his eyes to adjust to the change in lights once more. The sky outside was void of detail, empty except for one complete shade of orange. Still frowning, he turned to look at the clock set high up on his wall. 08:13. It was still ticking. Morning, he thought. He looked back out again and this time noticed the neighbours that were starting to fill the streets, all staring at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed a coat and threw it over him before heading down the stairs and out the front doors. Slowing down beside his neighbour, he gestured at the skies. "Weird weather eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Been that way since i was awake," The neighbour replied in a raspy voice. "Reckon it might be something to do with the military?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I doubt," he said and they stood there staring up at the skies, as if a circus show was displaying itself across the sky, as if something amazing was about to happen. And happen it did, for as the group of neighbours stood knitted together, hugging themselves as a cold wind blew up the street, the sky turned from orange to crimson red in a flash and from its midst a black dot appeared. Expanding exponentially, the dot grew into a hole, sucking the crimson red from around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the black holes in the sci-fi stories, he thought. There can't be a black hole up in the sky? It would have ripped the entire planet apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind grew stronger and as he watched transfixed and mind wandering, a tree uprooted itself with a earsplitting rip and flew up the sky, disappearing into the hole. It might have served as a warning, an example of what might become for the group of neighbours, for they seemed to got the message. The neighbours fled the streets, each disappearing into their homes like the hole in the sky that was sucking everything in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man fled up the stairs, panicking as he fumbled around, throwing things from his table, entering the bathroom and coming back out, unsure of what he should take. He paused to gather his thoughts before quickly running to his wardrobe. Flinging the doors open, he took out his camp bag, stuffed the first aid kit that was lying at the back of all his piles of clothes into the bag and turned around to his bedside table. He took up the picture frame he had cleaned the dust off from just a quarter of an hour ago and placed it gently into the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing his keys, wallet and his mobile phone, he left his room. Plugging out his phone's charger from the wall socket, he came out to the streets once more. Glancing up at the sky, he noticed that the hole had became larger. It looked like a beast growing from all the man it had devoured. As he was watched, a truck flew up into the sky and was eaten by the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He broke out into a run, crossing the street, cutting across alleys and to the carpark where his car rested. Remotely unlocking his car, he jumped into it. Car roaring into life, he threw the engines into reverse and backed out of the carpark, into the streets. Glancing into the rear view mirrors and at the hole that was now sucking up the graphite from the roads, he changed engines and drove off with a screech of tires, away from the hole and towards what he felt was safety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-5457665918565762690?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/5457665918565762690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=5457665918565762690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5457665918565762690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/5457665918565762690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/08/post-692-story-hole-edit-1.html' title='Post 692: Story - Hole (ver 1.3)'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-7616881434721450105</id><published>2010-07-31T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:32:05.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Post 691: Story - Hole</title><content type='html'>He blinked. The simple action of closing ones eyelids and opening them. Darkness and light, a simple action away. He blinked again and his surroundings slid into focus. He stared at the picture that stood silently by his bed. Some dust had settled on the glass that separates the photo from the air. He reached out his fingers to the picture and slowly wiped the dust off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat up from his bed, now staring upwards as the blood rushed to his head. His eyes moved to the window, covered by a layer of curtain, and he frowned. The light that came through. It seemed different. Not white, but yellow, that of the evening sun. The valleys that appeared between his eyebrows did not smoothen as he slowly stood up and went to the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood by the curtains, allowing his eyes to adjust to the brighter lights, before he slowly pulled aside the cloths. The sky outside was void of detail, empty except for one complete shade of orange. Still frowning, he turned to look at the clock set high up on his wall. 08:13. It was still ticking. Morning, he thought. He looked back out again and this time noticed the neighbours that were starting to fill the streets, all staring at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed a coat and threw it over him before heading down the stairs and out of the front doors. Slowing down beside his neighbour, he gestured at the skies. "Weird weather eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Been that way since i was awake," The neighbour replied in a raspy voice. "Reckon it might be something to do with the&amp;nbsp;military?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I doubt," he said and they stood there staring up at the skies, as if a circus show was displaying itself across the sky, as if something amazing was about to happen. And happen it did, for as the group of neighbours stood knitted together, hugging themselves as a cold wind blew up the street, the sky turned from orange to crimson red and from its midst a black dot appeared. Expanding&amp;nbsp;exponentially, the dot grew into a hole, sucking the crimson red from around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind grew stronger and as he watched transfixed, a tree uprooted itself with a earsplitting rip and flew up into the sky, disappearing into the hole. As if a kick that woke them from their dreams, the neighbours fled the streets, each disappearing into their homes like the hole in the sky that was sucking everything in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man fled up the stairs, panicking as he fumbled around, throwing things from his table, entering the bathroom and coming back out. He paused to gather his thoughts before quickly running to his wardrobe. Flinging the doors open, he took out his camp bag, stuffed the first aid kit that was lying at the back of all his piles of clothes into the bag and turned around to his bedside table. He took up the picture frame that he had cleaned off the dust from just a quarter of an hour ago and placed it gently into the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing his keys, wallet and his phone, he left his room. Plugging out his phone's charger from the wall socket, he came out to the streets once more. Glancing up at the sky, he noticed that the hole had became larger. At that precise moment as was watching, a truck flew up into the sky and was eaten by the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He broke out into a run, crossing the street, cutting across alleys, to the carpark where his car rested. Remotely unlocking his car, he jumped into it. Car roaring into life, he threw the engines into reverse and backed out of the carpark and into the streets. Glancing into the rear view mirrors and at the hole that was now sucking up the graphite from the roads, he changed engines and drove off with a screech of tires, away from the hole and towards what he felt was safety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-7616881434721450105?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/7616881434721450105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=7616881434721450105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7616881434721450105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7616881434721450105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/07/post-691-story-hole.html' title='Post 691: Story - Hole'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-4357824641525998815</id><published>2010-07-14T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:58:23.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 690: Birthday Thank Yous...</title><content type='html'>to all those that wished me happy birthday...&lt;br /&gt;Gina, Jendy, Mannan, Crystal, Kelvin Yap, Yong Han, Joashelle, Caleb, Hai En, Bryan Chan, Qiao Yi, Hong you, Wen Zhi, Keng Teng, Jessie, Mr Tang, Miss Pang, Wang Kee, Daniel Lo, Jolin Nai, Arlinka, Xiu wei, Belinda, Iris, Kai Leng, Rui Xian, Zen Yee, Ming Ting, Nicholas Cheng, Kevin, Brandon, Eunice Sng, Sherlyn, Song En, Rachel Teo, Sakina, Justin Yeo, Zheng Fong, Joe, Alvin Chen, Marcus Low (not the denise stalker), Feng Wei, Clement Lim, Qi Xuan, Rui Guang, Van Teo, See Ying Ting, Hardi bro, Cindy Tan, Marshal, Min Jian, Albert C, Cheng Ce, Sherhui, Jac Phua, Hun Quan, Jeremiah, Branzann, Randall, Tosy, Desiree, Christine Koh, Meihui mum, Wing Lun, Jynnlyi, Goh Jia Hui, Jean, Wern Chieh, Cherlyn, Yun Ting, Jian Qing, Evelyn, YTuan Fong, Si Wei, Yu Hui, Trilene, Meng Xuan, Ryan, Szeying, Ben Khoh, Teo Jia Hui and Rachael ramachandran....&lt;br /&gt;as well as all other fb wishes from ppl i either (ps ah) cant recognise from the name or cant recognise at all... ops sry. hehe thanks btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks too to&lt;br /&gt;Clarinda Mum, Ting Jie, Yu Ting, Amanda LJW who wished by sms too...&lt;br /&gt;plus everyone else who wished me... oh ya! Sonia, Weilin, Kaely and all the keypress hang outers, Mr Ang and 406!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course denise and hardi my bffs, dad and mum and sis, also to jac my math tutor who taught me to understand two complete chapters on my bday lol. and of course dear... for making this birthday perfect. Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted a shorten version of this on fb but felt like i want to add on...&lt;br /&gt;I turned 16 today. In some cultures, i'm considered an adult and can even marry (not that i want to this early), in some countries, im&amp;nbsp;eligible&amp;nbsp;to get my driving license. In the US, its a tradition to throw a huge party and scream sweet sixteen. However in Singapore, at the age of 16, i can watch violent and mildly sexual movies, apply for early NS recruitment in 6 months, study for O's in 4 months and wait patiently as the M18 line draw closer and i'm allowed to watch more violent and more sexual shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm shall reflect more next post... long time no post ler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-4357824641525998815?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/4357824641525998815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=4357824641525998815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4357824641525998815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/4357824641525998815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/07/post-690-birthday-thank-yous.html' title='Post 690: Birthday Thank Yous...'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-7552159375025841004</id><published>2010-06-20T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T13:17:20.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Post 689: 1977, Free Service &amp; ETC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TB2hYzrcn1I/AAAAAAAAIfs/Kav8kvWsNQg/s1600/DSC00696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TB2hYzrcn1I/AAAAAAAAIfs/Kav8kvWsNQg/s200/DSC00696.JPG" width="111" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last time i said something once, i think to mannan. When you get a DSLR, often enough you never appear infront of the cameras because most of the time you are behind it. I also didn't realise at that time that having a DSLR means all your relatives and friends will exploit you at any given opportunity to be the photographer for the day. In the pass month alone i've been the photographer at 3 opera performances and 1 singing concert. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; its absolutely tiring and boring cause there's nothing else to take other than the same few things... zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TB2hsBFYSTI/AAAAAAAAIfw/TIBrUcGyLtw/s1600/DSC00705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TB2hsBFYSTI/AAAAAAAAIfw/TIBrUcGyLtw/s200/DSC00705.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TB2iI_yn9WI/AAAAAAAAIf0/UITf2hpsZUM/s1600/DSC00759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TB2iI_yn9WI/AAAAAAAAIf0/UITf2hpsZUM/s200/DSC00759.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a world of computers so much so that sometimes we're used to spam and all the pop ups. luckily they only exist in the virtual world, if exist in reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12433033&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12433033&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12433033"&gt;The Art of Analog Computing&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/meltmedia"&gt;meltmedia&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i go die liao&lt;br /&gt;cool vid anyways:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dreamt of taking our technology from now and den back into the pass and sell them? 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://cache-04.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2010/06/alexvan1.png" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://io9.com/5567729/the-1977-print-ads-of-an-unscrupulous-time+traveler-from-2010/gallery/1"&gt;http://io9.com/5567729/the-1977-print-ads-of-an-unscrupulous-time+traveler-from-2010/gallery/1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-7552159375025841004?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/7552159375025841004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=7552159375025841004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7552159375025841004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/7552159375025841004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/06/post-689-1977-free-service-etc.html' title='Post 689: 1977, Free Service &amp; ETC'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TB2hYzrcn1I/AAAAAAAAIfs/Kav8kvWsNQg/s72-c/DSC00696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-8773770781052197053</id><published>2010-06-19T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:58:18.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Post 688: AC10</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since i posted something personal... i've been having complains that my blog sounds more like a review blog&amp;gt;.&amp;lt; so im gonna post about my feelings from AC10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxU4ZPoOuI/AAAAAAAAIeA/JBK95-vZmns/s1600/DSC03627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxU4ZPoOuI/AAAAAAAAIeA/JBK95-vZmns/s200/DSC03627.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, i joined the AC10 team. Back than i probably joined because i thought i could add one more project to my portfolio, or that i would get the chance to design the AC10 shirt. Both of which i accomplished. But unknown to me than, i probably joined because i knew it was going to be the last project that i get to work on with some of my fellow SLs. SLB has played a big part in my secondary life, and even though it is vastly different now and quite unrecognisable from the one i joined back in sec 1, the fact still remains that all my good friends are inside this board. And that's why i joined AC10, to have one more chance to do something with the friends i had been with for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxWFqPZhPI/AAAAAAAAIfI/V9s6gikn5kM/s1600/DSC03641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxWFqPZhPI/AAAAAAAAIfI/V9s6gikn5kM/s200/DSC03641.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I started out not knowing anyone, the sec 3s, in the Facil team, but through the camp, i got to know these fantastic people. Nicholas, Jonathan, Randell, Eunice, Amanda... to name but a few. I don't think they'll come my blog. lol but if any of you facils come. It's been nice having known you guys and i've really enjoyed the times we had in the camp especially dancing with you guys in the parade square at the end of it all. that was epic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxXdh1rX2I/AAAAAAAAIfM/GenVk7QUGdQ/s1600/DSC04313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxXdh1rX2I/AAAAAAAAIfM/GenVk7QUGdQ/s200/DSC04313.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was probably one of the most relaxed camp i have, i mean other than the first day which was packed thoroughly, day 2 &amp;amp; 3 were quite light on the action plan. So despite some rather boring periods, i would kinda say i had more or less learned enough from planning camps. Ok i dunno how to draw the link here but... i mean to the Sec 3 SLs, you all would have learnt alot from this camp and truthfully, us sec 4 lao jiaos have more or less learned enough ler. To my sec 3 SLs, learn fast, in about a month more you guys will be taking over the board and we old ppl will be leaving. we cant always watch over you guys and you guys need to pick up the ropes by yourselves whenever there isn't someone to guide you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxYnqyUIbI/AAAAAAAAIfQ/DEb_pPWp6sI/s1600/DSC04376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxYnqyUIbI/AAAAAAAAIfQ/DEb_pPWp6sI/s200/DSC04376.JPG" width="111" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To my sec 4 SLs, this camp had really really bond us again, especially the EXCOs. This might as well be the last time we can spend 4d3n together, unless we come together to plan intensive next year again. I hope we do because i'd really like us all to have fun again while teaching the "younger generations"&lt;br /&gt;I think the best times we had in the camps were slacking, debrieving and playing in bunk 13 whenever possible and clement &amp;amp; lionels wooshing time. Muahaha&lt;br /&gt;PORK probably gets some credit too because all of us were just so crazy about it. either crazily irritated or having fun irritating people with it.&lt;br /&gt;Over the days, we have had conflicts with CHA, but i feel that if anything is learnt at all from the camp, the one big thing learnt is that two different system will not work well being put together, but that's reality. in the future we'll be having a lot of moments where we have to work with another organisation and we'd have to in some way or another adapt with them despite any conflicts and this i felt was an important experience to prep me for the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxaedWigkI/AAAAAAAAIfU/-0_5KA6o0Ys/s1600/DSC05534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="111" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxaedWigkI/AAAAAAAAIfU/-0_5KA6o0Ys/s200/DSC05534.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To the sec 2 juniors who attended the camp, there're a lot of things that we could have had in the camp but couldn't be put in due to various reason, i am glad though that you guys had so much fun and i could really see the bond between you guys at the end of the camp. That's good because as a batch, you guys should really bond, it'll help the school and it'll make school much more fun. I dun want to talk too much bout these in fear of sounding too propagandaish. but the point is that keep up the bonds and friendships forge. remember, its difficult to forge a friendship but easy to break one, so treasure the friends you got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxb6wD2P4I/AAAAAAAAIfY/_lwm979Hvnk/s1600/DSC05629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxb6wD2P4I/AAAAAAAAIfY/_lwm979Hvnk/s320/DSC05629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AC10 FTW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxcO6N2PRI/AAAAAAAAIfc/1zLqG-MLGes/s200/DSC05633.JPG" width="81" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxciJAYkFI/AAAAAAAAIfg/RN1aHIpSYoU/s200/DSC05638.JPG" width="81" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxc2Gg2x2I/AAAAAAAAIfk/uD_oyu_qPEI/s200/DSC05642.JPG" width="81" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxeg6LHJeI/AAAAAAAAIfo/hE-6-HyC6ks/s200/DSC05646.JPG" width="81" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1257780758"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1257780759"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-8773770781052197053?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/8773770781052197053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=8773770781052197053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8773770781052197053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/8773770781052197053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/06/post-688-ac10.html' title='Post 688: AC10'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TBxU4ZPoOuI/AAAAAAAAIeA/JBK95-vZmns/s72-c/DSC03627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-893428308472985126</id><published>2010-06-06T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:41:14.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 687: BP&amp;HP</title><content type='html'>Me on fav site io9 saw these pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On BP's oil spill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://cache-04.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2010/06/spongebob.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://cache-01.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2010/06/silverelfshadows.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://cache.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2010/06/transformer.jpg" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter aging shots:&lt;br /&gt;I think Ron &amp;amp; Malfoy are dying... ever watch fringe's episode where this baby was born and ages and die as a old man like in a few minutes? they look like they got that problem too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://cache-03.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2010/06/zz00e70c81-550x754.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://cache-01.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2010/06/zz19aa2076-550x754.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found them cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;bored in the middle of the night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-893428308472985126?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/893428308472985126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=893428308472985126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/893428308472985126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/893428308472985126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/06/post-687-bp-hp-others.html' title='Post 687: BP&amp;HP'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-49342154837823640</id><published>2010-05-31T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:38:51.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 686: The Kelong Boy &amp; Vampire Ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TAHkYc_EwdI/AAAAAAAAIJA/kQ5MF7sY8N8/s1600-h/KelongBoy%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="KelongBoy" border="0" alt="KelongBoy" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TAHkZBjtWSI/AAAAAAAAIJE/gcLfSo16Pl8/KelongBoy_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="215" height="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok yesterday i kinda typed this synopsis a bit too quickly so im gonna edit it today. COPYRIGHT!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;THE KELONG BOY:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ZHANG AH GAO is a&amp;#160; boy who grew up on a kelong off mainland Singapore. As a toddler, he learned how to swim and how to cast the nets from his father. He was homeschooled by his mum and had only stepped foot on mainland twice. Once when he was sick and the second time when his mother attempted to send him to school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, business was hard and Ah Gao’s father was forced to close down the kelong and move to mainland Singapore. Renting a flat in Sengkang and going to the local neighborhood primary school, Ah Gao had to adapt to living in “noisy smelly mainland” and was constantly bullied by his peers due to his odd and often backward behaviors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Joining the Scouts CCA, Ah Gao had to go for a camp during a weekend. Bullied again at the camp, Ah Gao and another outcast LIM SHI XIONG, who had since become his best friend,&amp;#160; was forced to go to the nearby sea to help retrieve some seawater. The duo chanced upon an illegal smuggling operation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Out to try and play a prank upon the duo, the bullies along with the duo were kidnapped by the criminals in fear that their operations might be revealed to the authorities. The criminals hide out in the abandoned kelong that was Ah Gao’s old home. Knowing his way around the place, Ah Gao was able to escape from the kelong, jump overboard and swim to shore with the help of some floats.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On the mainland, he managed to tip off some police and was able to apprehend the criminals as they were escaping with the help of Shi Xiong, who was brave enough to attempt to deter the criminals. Finally accepted by the bullies, the story ends with the bullies, Shi Xiong and Ah Gao having a holiday on the kelong, which has been renovated and reopened by Ah Gao’s father as a “hotel on the sea”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright, i wanted to try something with vampires and so i thought this one out. It’s more of a storyline for a tv serial than a movie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;VAMPIRE WAYS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meets line: My date with a vampire meets Fringe meets Metamorphosis (Po Jie Er Chu)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TAPJ9cH5k1I/AAAAAAAAIQY/V1NUrn9JDY8/s1600-h/VampireWays%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="VampireWays" border="0" alt="VampireWays" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TAPJ-KvAFpI/AAAAAAAAIQc/4Fcv43_ZniQ/VampireWays_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="221" height="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In what is modern day Singapore, the city is very much the same except for one difference…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Under the Ministry of Defense is the Department for Paranormal Investigation. Specialised in events that are inexplicable, the department handles everyday cases like Earthbounds, spirits bound to earth stirring up nuisance. Leading the DPI is Inspector DWAYNE HO. Ever so confident with his job, Inspector Dwayne never fails to close a case…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ok… i dunno wad to write ler. maybe will try and work on it when i *ding* got inspiration. just wanted to try a vampy show set in modern singapore. seems pretty cool. weird but fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;anyways i wanted it to go something like Dwayne is v experienced with all these ghosty and vampy stuff, always managing to destroy the bad ‘uns and appeasing the good ‘uns or wadeva, den he meets a vampy gal who’s willing to help the DPI solve cases (both of them developed &amp;lt;3 )but one of the cases accidentally triggered vampy gals buried instinct and she accidentally bit Dwayne who turns into a vampy and is suddenly thrust into the world he worked so hard to conceal. And than he discovers that someone who had been egging all the paranormal stuff to happen is now after him cause he has powers that is strong and the blah. so now Dwayne has to solve crimes, deal with romantic issues, find bad guy, kill bad guy who wants to use Dwayne and other vampys to cause the end of the world. killed bad guy…. and happy ending.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;something lidat =.=&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-49342154837823640?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/49342154837823640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=49342154837823640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/49342154837823640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/49342154837823640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/05/post-686-kelong-boy-vampire-ways.html' title='Post 686: The Kelong Boy &amp;amp; Vampire Ways'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TAHkZBjtWSI/AAAAAAAAIJE/gcLfSo16Pl8/s72-c/KelongBoy_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-2209675326014723500</id><published>2010-05-29T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:57:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 685: Misc &amp; Angry Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANGRY POST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve been meaning to post this for a long time but have just been lazy to. So, NEVER GO TO RIVERVALE PLAZA’S PHOTO PRINTING SHOP!!! Absolutely bad attitude and service! made me and dear wait so long! in the end might as well pay slightly more get better and faster service at hougang point there. So this is how it went, i went there on a particular day with my harddrive wanting to print some photos and they see the harddrive and immediately tell me that cannot use. i told them try plugging the usb at the back and they actually raised their voice and said why i don’t believe them. Fuck it la fine~ What’s with the attitude! So i came back the second day w. all my pictures in as thumbdrive figuring hey, the price is all that matters. So i load up the 300+ pics and had to wait nearly an hour to process all the pics before i could chose. when i picked finish my 100 pics and was saying FINALY! the person came and send the order to print than the computer displayed “error, unable to send files”. the person just say oorrh never recieve.what fuck?! i waited 1 hour plus and you say that, didn’t even bother to try and help me like i dunno? get the pictures printed anyways? pissed me said bye bye nvm no need print ler and they didn’t even say sorry. wtf. oh wells…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Misc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IRON BABY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;watch this: it’s absolutely cute to the max!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:4e05f70e-2f8f-4eef-b5e6-0df30564b66b" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SyoA4LXQco4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SyoA4LXQco4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But i’m quite worried, wouldn’t a super violent baby hero killing cute bunnies ultimately hurt and sadden most other babies? but come to think of it, cute bunnies holding guns might scare off even more babies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STORIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok. me here have a few synopsis of stories i want to work on to pass up for my DPA. Which one do you all like most?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;THE BRIDGE AFFAIR&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TAEPJHxwawI/AAAAAAAAII4/O9TZCspLq1o/s1600-h/BridgeAffair%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="BridgeAffair" border="0" alt="BridgeAffair" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TAEPJ-i7oNI/AAAAAAAAII8/wII5oIBY1HI/BridgeAffair_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="194" height="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MOON KOH is a 17 year old JC student living in year 2010, Singapore. Faced by immense stress, she discovers a haven where she could be herself and relax – an abandoned bridge. During one of her escapades to the abandoned bridge, she meets an old woman, who warns her not to pass through the bridge that day. Ignoring the woman’s advice as the ravings of a lunatic woman, Moon went on to the bridge. An accident happened, causing her to lose her phone. Unknown to her, the phone had fallen through time and into the past.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TAN JUN XIONG (Ah Jun) is a 23 year old living in 1965, Singapore. An intern at the local publishing company, he hopes that someday, he might be able to publish his own books. Walking with his younger sister, TAN WEN SI, at a newly build bridge; he discovers what appeared to be a silver box. Curious about its weird design, Ah Jun decided to keep it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Trying to contact her phone to find it, Moon finally connected the call one day with a borrowed phone while on the bridge. Ah Jun picked up the phone and an unlikely relationship formed. Despite Moon learning that her phone and Ah Jun was actually from the past and that she could only call him if she dialed at the bridge, this did not stop her from gradually falling for Ah Jun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On a phone date, the couple discovered a shop which existed through the years. Ah Jun bought a gift for Moon to be picked up in 2010, leaving it to the shop owner’s young daughter XIAO TING. In 2010, the older Xiao Ting thanked Moon and Ah Jun constantly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Learning about Ah Jun’s ambition, Moon tried researching on him, but found nothing regarding any books that he published except for an article in the newspaper – an obituary for him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Moon tried to warn him. Back in the 60s, Ah Jun was on the bridge when he saw Xiao Ting cross the road, not seeing an incoming car. Trying to save Xiao Ting, Ah Jun jumped on to the road and was knocked down by the car.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the hospital and about to die, Ah Jun asked Wen Si to stop Moon from losing her phone in 2010 so as to prevent her from getting hurt by his eventual death. Wen Si is the old woman that warned Moon not to cross the bridge&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wanting to save Ah Jun, Moon replicated the accident that caused her to lose her phone. Falling back through time, she appears just before Ah Jun was knocked down by the car. Both of them were hit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was the day that Moon was supposed to lose her phone. This time however, she was reading a book titled “The Bridge of Love” by Tan Wen Si to relax and distress.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;UNTITLED PROJECT (possibly THE LAND BELOW)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;30 years ago, a pandemic named The Silence rendered The Land Above inhabitable; the surviving population drafted a plan to hide below the surface of Earth. Present time A.D 3017, a mutated form of The Silence resurfaced, killing all the survivors of the original pandemic. However, the descendants have since grown slightly immune to the virus. Despite that, the descendants found themselves changing as the virus started merging and changing their DNA structures. Forced to adapt to the changes in their bodies, the new powers that they now possess and to find a means to survive in a new world, they soon discovered that everything they thought they knew about The Land Above was but a façade.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;THE KELONG BOY&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ZHANG AH GAO is a&amp;#160; boy who grew up on a kelong off mainland Singapore. As a toddler, he learned how to swim and how to cast the nets from his father. He was homeschooled by his mum and had only stepped foot on mainland twice. Once when he was sick and the second time when his mother attempted to send him to school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, business was hard and Ah Gao’s father was forced to close down the kelong and move to mainland Singapore. Renting a flat in Sengkang and going to the local neighborhood primary school, Ah Gao had to adapt to living in “noisy smelly mainland” and was constantly bullied by his peers due to his odd and often backward behaviors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Joining the Scouts CCA, Ah Gao had to go for a camp during a weekend. Bullied again at the camp, Ah Gao and another outcast LIM SHI XIONG, who had since become his best friend,&amp;#160; was forced to go to the nearby sea to help retrieve some seawater. The duo chanced upon an illegal smuggling operation and the duo along with some other friends were kidnapped by the criminals in fear that their operations might be revealed to the authorities.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Out at sea, Ah Gao felt at home despite their circumstances. He managed to escape and jump overboard the ship, swimming to shore, he manage to tip off the coastal police and saved his friends, becoming a hero and was never again bullied.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-2209675326014723500?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/2209675326014723500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=2209675326014723500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2209675326014723500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/2209675326014723500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/2010/05/post-685-misc-angry-post.html' title='Post 685: Misc &amp;amp; Angry Post'/><author><name>Colin Huang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102739631578120802897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2hBOgp40xOE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAJZo/T82TgDr16RA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_W7OUZH_4mrI/TAEPJ-i7oNI/AAAAAAAAII8/wII5oIBY1HI/s72-c/BridgeAffair_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31996763.post-710489878906876036</id><published>2010-05-26T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:21:45.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 684: Movie Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;recently io9 has posted several movies that aren’t that easily catchable as of yet so im just posting it here for interest&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mass Effect: The Movie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I dun play the game… but the picture seems interesting enough… &amp;amp; plus the plot seems quite interesting so im looking forward to this:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://cache.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2010/05/500x_me.jpg" width="314" height="229" /&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="http://io9.com/5546860/mass-effect-the-movie-coming-to-a-theater-near-you" href="http://io9.com/5546860/mass-effect-the-movie-coming-to-a-theater-near-you"&gt;http://io9.com/5546860/mass-effect-the-movie-coming-to-a-theater-near-you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Manborg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I dunno wadehell this is, but you’d expect a lot for a high-budget movie, when its on the other end, you kinda just settle back to enjoy… i dun really noe how to make up my mind about this “low budget awesomeness”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;The film is about a soldier who gets killed fighting in a war against hell only to come back as a cyborg in the future. He then teams up with a crew of colorful characters to fight Dracula. There's going to be stop-motion monsters, arena battles and hoverbikes! And kung-fu and demon-nazi-vampires.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zhF6BLFBm9c&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zhF6BLFBm9c&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Divide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I quite look forward to this movie… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;A high concept thriller that opens with pandemonium and a chaotic sprint towards the basement of a New York apartment building, just moments before the city outside is decimated…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;When a cataclysmic explosion devastates New York, eight strangers take refuge in the basement of their apartment building, a converted fallout shelter designed by their paranoid superintendent Mickey. With just three connecting rooms it's barely big enough, but with stockpiles of food and water, the group are at least safe from the horrors outside, and they settle in and attempt to fathom the catastrophe that has ended the lives of so many of their loved ones.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;But suddenly men in HAZMAT suits storm their shelter and open fire. The strangers join forces in a desperate bid to take on this enemy, with no one understanding what these HAZMATS are looking for and what drives them to be so merciless.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;With fatalities on both sides and the remaining HAZMATS temporarily pushed back and locked out, the worst is yet to come for the group. Cabin fever sets in as the perception of the shelter shifts from safe-haven to claustrophobic rat-trap. Fear of radiation-poisoning and dwindling supplies play on their minds, while the young, beautiful Eva has more immediate worries… Her fiancé Sam is weaker than the other males, who are slowly starting to regress into ruthless, violent, predators.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;As tension mounts their sanctuary becomes a living hell, and with Sam powerless to protect Eva, she must rely on her wits to save herself from becoming the mercy of the pack in a thrilling final act.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;With twists and turns throughout, and no way of knowing who will make it out alive, The Fallout is an action packed psychological thriller that combines Assault on Precinct 13 with Lord of the Flies. To survive the end of the world, you first must survive each other...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJCxT2d5hzk&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJCxT2d5hzk&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Azureus Rising&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Azureus Rising is the proof-of-concept for an all new feature film trilogy. Azureus is the story of a young man who after escaping death and enduring a life changing journey - matures into a heroic freedom fighter. Azureus Rising is an epic tale of self discovery, obligation and love against all odds.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just watch… GET IT OUT SOON!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:1f4d9617-ef6b-4932-9afd-e74b57ca2d43" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/agk2svo7svI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/agk2svo7svI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iron Sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is pretty crazy storyline but intriguing…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Nazis went to the moon in 1945, in 2018, they’re back&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:13caa113-2d31-4995-9a8b-0123d94827a4" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KEueJnsu80&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KEueJnsu80&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry Potter 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everybody who read HP should know that in the epilogue, it is 19 years in the future… this is what harry &amp;amp; ginny looks like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.oclumencia.com.br/galeria/albums/userpics/normal_f56f54.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.oclumencia.com.br/galeria/albums/userpics/normal_14e2l2u.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.oclumencia.com.br/galeria/albums/userpics/normal_5bs8lf.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.oclumencia.com.br/galeria/albums/userpics/normal_1t78rb.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.oclumencia.com.br/galeria/albums/userpics/normal_ultima.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.oclumencia.com.br/galeria/albums/userpics/normal_295c0mf.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31996763-710489878906876036?l=www.duhhitscolin.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.duhhitscolin.com/feeds/710489878906876036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31996763&amp;postID=710489878906876036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31996763/posts/default/710489878906876036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='htt
